UNITED KINGDOM | Wednesday, 19 November 2014 | Views [201] | View Smaller Image
The path opens up to a clearing, bookended by a lock and a viaduct. Just over the bridge is an enormous expanse of land. Legend has it that Alfred the Great bestowed this pasture (today, Port Meadow) on the Freeman of Oxford as a war spoil. Nearly nine hundred years after the Domesday Book, wild horses still graze in the fog. I clatter over the bridge, open the gate, and go in.
