Fa, a long, long way to run

maart 10th, 2018|6 Comments

The hills on the opposite side of the Amblève valley are covered under a brown blanket. A pale sun is out, accentuating the multi shades of brown and warming my back.  I am standing [...]

The Ghost of Malchamps

februari 23rd, 2018|2 Comments

A lone runner crosses the moors of Fagne de Malchamps at the dead of a winter’s night. His heart beats to the rhythm of his feet on the wooden platforms. His breath forms small [...]