Musings

In the quiet moments before dawn, I often find myself on the precipice of a mist-enshrouded mountain trail, the world below me concealed in a blanket of fog. It’s in these ethereal moments that I ponder: what does it truly mean to know one’s way? Can the path be discerned from the mere footprints of…

In my opinion maps are at the centre of the art of navigation and I can imagine that throughout human history maps have always played a huge role in our lives.