This is from the archives, I just couldn't overcome myself to go out running, in this icy weather with minus five degrees Celsius, and minus fifteen with wind-chill factor added. Even though the snowdrifts which have formed recently surely would make a lovely motif. Possibly come the weekend then, but today, as said, from the archives:
I got caught in a hunt on that day, and fled it only to be confronted with fishermen. Both are a bloody nuisance as far as I am concerned but while I simply hate the hunt, and hunters as such (even though I understand intellectually that we need it, as there aren't any wolves around anymore who would regulate deer and hare populations), fishermen are just in the way when taking a photo, and occasionally they even are motifs in their own right, like here.