The Lea Valley in London stretches from the Chiltern Hills to East London where it meets the river Thames. In between these two points lies a strange and exciting place; a world equally at one with nature and its forgotten industrial heritage.
Within this valley lies a stretch of water from Enfield Lock to Ponders End Lock. For many months this has become a place of respite – an escape from the banal, the habitual.
This is an actual physical journey and it is also a pilgrimage of sorts – a time to reflect and do some soul searching. As I wander along I try to keep this time precious and for myself. However, the outside world is never far away and continuously trespasses on this and my space.