>In a couple of hours, I had left the ski resort behind and was back on dirt roads. There, I was immersed in the alpine vistas and roads of which I have only dreamt. I was on a plateau at 2000 meters, with peaks rising above 3000 meters. This was what “riding in the mountains” meant to me. Despite my tiredness, I was engaged and energetic.
My usual habit was to be quick and keep moving, which is the right mindset for committing routes, but I wasn’t in such a situation. I could afford to take a break and embrace the scenery. So, I took the time to take a self-portrait — a form of photography of capturing oneself that I rarely practiced.
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>In a couple of hours, I had left the ski resort behind and was back on dirt roads. There, I was immersed in the alpine vistas and roads of which I have only dreamt. I was on a plateau at 2000 meters, with peaks rising above 3000 meters. This was what “riding in the mountains” meant to me. Despite my tiredness, I was engaged and energetic.
My usual habit was to be quick and keep moving, which is the right mindset for committing routes, but I wasn’t in such a situation. I could afford to take a break and embrace the scenery. So, I took the time to take a self-portrait — a form of photography of capturing oneself that I rarely practiced.