Above the Clouds
Monday was an abysmally gloomy day, hidden forever beneath the clouds. I wasn’t sure if I’d see the sky on my run, but after a hard climb to Worsley’s Spur I was greeted with this view of Lyttelton Harbour.
Monday was an abysmally gloomy day, hidden forever beneath the clouds. I wasn’t sure if I’d see the sky on my run, but after a hard climb to Worsley’s Spur I was greeted with this view of Lyttelton Harbour.