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River of Dreams: Winter Landscape with Ice skaters and Bird trap

River of Dreams: Winter Landscape with Ice skaters and Bird trap

03:02
10.1 mi
3.3 mph
225 ft
225 ft

Tour Overview

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322 yd
1.07 mi
3.40 mi
3.53 mi
3.67 mi
4.65 mi
5.06 mi
6.33 mi
6.86 mi
7.58 mi
7.92 mi
8.89 mi
9.93 mi
10.1 mi

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February 13, 2021

Comments

  • MLK

    Grey skies in the deepest of winter in Oxford - a harsh wind chill factor made it feel like 7 degrees below zero. But as always, we soon forgot about the weather and passed the hours in deep, pleasant conversation. With the flooding in retreat we were able to follow the twists and turns of the river. We spoke of many things and how the philosopher and theologist Søren Kierkegaard spent his hours cruising the streets of Copenhagen. It is safe to assume, however, that Kierkegaard would not have used Komoot. In "Fear and trembling", he rather pointedly wrote "People commonly travel around the world to see rivers and mountains, new stars, birds of rare plumage, queerly deformed fishes, ridiculous breeds of men – they abandon themselves to the bestial stupor which gapes at existence, and they think they have seen something". And added "...this does not concern me". We, on the other hand, found joy in wonders like Ancient Yew trees, Morris Minor, wild geese, pleasure boats, clown graffiti, and much more. As we were coming up to Iffley Lock, people were out on the ice, reminding us of the wonderful painting from 1565 by Pieter Bruegel the Elder. And then Billy Joel's song from his final 1993 studio album suddenly came to me:...
    In the middle of the night
    I go walking in my sleep
    From the mountains of faith
    To the river so deep
    I must be looking for something
    Something sacred I lost
    But the river is wide
    And it's too hard to cross
    Even though I know the river is wide
    I walk down every evening and I stand on the shore
    I try to cross to the opposite side
    So I can finally find out what I've been looking for
    ...
    In the middle of the night
    I go walking in my sleep
    Through the desert of truth
    To the river so deep
    We all end in the ocean
    We all start in the streams
    We're all carried along
    By the river of dreams

    • February 14, 2021

  • Liz B

    Another lovely post. Thanks MLK

    • February 14, 2021

  • MLK

    Thank you for your kind words, Liz!

    • February 15, 2021

  • Aci Penser

    Made this walk some 50 years ago. Thank you for this pretty reminder! 😀

    • February 22, 2021

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River of Dreams: Winter Landscape with Ice skaters and Bird trap