Kiwi Workhorse Vest Colour:Brown Brim bent down against the

Brim bent down against the glare earlier

It moves the length of the West Highland Line

breathing again

the hat still on

The night goes quiet

Kiwi Workhorse Vest Colour:Brown Brim bent down against theKiwi Workhorse Vest Winter settles in early along the Appalachian Trail. Mornings start stiff. Breath hangs. You pull the vest on before the light properly breaks, hands finding warmth where they need it most. Movement comes first. Heat follows later. By midday you are off the ridge and moving through timber, pace steady, weight carried close. The vest stays on. It disappears into the work of walking, bending, lifting. Nothing flaps. Nothing pulls. It