Softshell or waterproof? Fleece or just the tee? Spring doesn’t always make it easy to decide - but that’s part of the fun. You pack a little extra, just in case, and set off.

The path winds through fresh green underfoot, the kind that only shows up after weeks of rain and a bit of sun. Patches of blue sky come and go, the air feels lighter, and there’s a quiet energy in the hills.

You take your time - no rush, just steady movement and the rhythm of boots on ground. A pause here, a lookout there. It’s less about miles, more about being out there again, properly, for the first time in a while.

By the time you’re back, legs stretched and lungs full, you’re glad you brought the jacket and even more glad you went. Spring’s arrived - and it’s all yours to explore.