I have another conclusion regarding walking in summer clothes in minus temperatures among dark woods.
The first outcome I described more precisely in the post „Frigid temperatures in the forest.” Today’s conclusion is that I never heard of anyone who walked among dark woods in summer clothes in frigid temperatures. The truth is that while I was doing it, the awesome Metallica song entitled „Of Wolf and Man” appeared in my mind. The truth is that while I stopped and started listening sounds of the forest, I realized that all I heard was silence. It was a moment when I listened to my heart beating.
On the other hand, while wandering through forest roads covered with snow, I heard only the sound of snow coming out straight from my footsteps.
I felt that without a winter jacket, or long jeans, I was tremendously close to nature while walking in dark woods. While doing all this crazy shit, I started to imagine that a werewolf was coming out of the forest, staring at me with his big and scary eyes, and chasing me to kill me. Probably I do not have to mention that I like horror movies. Was I afraid while walking alone in dark woods and being exposed to frigid temperatures? No, I believe that adrenaline was pumping through my veins, from head to toe, because I felt tremendous joy in everything I did.
Did I take pictures while this walk?
No. I am not a keen enthusiast of night photography. Walking with a tripod, standing, and analyzing the camera’s settings is not something I want to do. I do not want to say that I won’t take night pictures in the future. Still, I do not plan to do it for today (I wrote this text on the 13th of December, 2021). During the following weeks and months, I aim to focus on walking in frigid temperatures and having fun while doing it, in the same way as I did while strolling in the dark woods in Brok.
