Standing here on Nine Arches viaduct, 85 feet above the River Derwent on the outskirts of Gateshead, I’m sharing my view of the bare tree canopy below with a red kite that’s circling overhead.
I can appreciate why some people have an irresistible urge to head for high places. There’s a vertiginous adrenaline rush, a sense of elation. But it’s more than that. It’s about freeing the mind, albeit briefly, from everyday clutter, allowing it to take flight.
