Where to Bury the Dead

At the weekend, I did a little field trip to check the accuracy of my chosen ‘body dumping’ site in my WIP. I took plenty of pictures to share with you and am already starting to feel a little homesick for these landscapes, even though I haven’t left them yet… Tentative quotes from relevant passages precede each picture.

They’d left the motorway and were climbing higher and higher into the Jura.

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The road was a tangle of crazed twists, and Melinda was glad she wasn’t the one driving.

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In spring and summer the road would be teeming with motorcyclists who believed they were training for vertical Moto GP…

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There was no barrier to protect you from the sheer drop below, only those pathetic red sticks to mark the road in case of snowfall.

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They thought this might be the forest path they’d taken the previous day…

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‘We’ll have to leave the car and head there on foot…’

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They found a ditch between two long bushes, the perfect place to leave their burden.

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