New Day, New Forest Car Wreck

In the ongoing quest to provide Tiny's final days with as much doggy pleasure as possible, we are becoming prone to go off-piste and scramble the dry leaf-littered slopes of the local forests.

When we diverge from the true path, for sometimes the true path deserts us, it can be easy to lose the sense of direction.

We stumbled on this car wreck on the side of a valley and stopped for a break before ascending upwards to find the path. We found the path and began along it to find that it was not the path that we expected it to be at all, and in fact we were on the other side of the valley to where I thought we were.