On Waterloo Bridge, I saw the light

In the latest in his series of reflections, Will Gore considers the distinction between our rural and urban pathways

Can we find our own path when it has already been trodden by a thousand others? (AFP/Getty)

On a remote mountain or a drizzly moor it is almost possible to imagine that the precise path you are treading is unique – even if it is visible to the naked eye or marked on a map.

Others may have been there before, but did they step on exactly the same square inches of ground? Did they take the identical route?

When the way is overgrown, you might convince yourself you are a real explorer.