Then, and Now

My lifetime ambition to go back to Grindewald was always only a dream.

My life did not give me any reason to believe it would happen and it was one of those dreams where you have no real expectations of becoming a reality.

But it did, it has and I cannot get my head round it.

In my collage is a picture taken when I was 15 years old (53 years ago..) and owned a treasured Kodak Instamatic. A weird little camera that did not take the picture that the viewfinder saw.

I was on a school trip with no money and no real interest in mountains. But it planted a seed in my mind that grew into a lifelong love of the high places.  

I found the photograph today in a mildewed peeling old photo album and instantly knew where it was taken.

Hence the second picture, taken last week on a second hand phone camera.  

Almost from the same spot. 

A frisson of excitement ensued, difficult to convey what this deja vu moment means to me...

But there is a reason for all things and I am still trying to work it out.

Feeling beyond blessed.  

Circle completed. 

Now I want to go round again ...