Drop off.

When you're in the car, this bit of the road back to the house looks like it just stops and you're going to plummet off the end of the world. That feeling doesn't really translate to an image.
The photo was taken on our first morning jog which was as you might expect, hot. We were up early and caught lovely mists in the valley below but there was no beating the heat. At one point we found our return route blocked by a savage looking doberman. It was probably as soft as sh*t but we weren't prepared to take the risk so battled a detour across fields full of thorns and sticky-buds. Joy joy joy.