For the strangest of reasons we were stranded alone in the high mountains on the Isle of Gran Canaria. We arrived in the night over the terrifying mountain passes and hid in a copse, a kindly russian said we would be okay there.
In the morning we went down into the deserted valley, and the in near perfect calm broke with bells, and a troupe of mountain sheep without shepherd appeared .
There are moments in your life when you know what is passing is special and that it will stay with you forever.
