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And so on, with occasional singing. 'The Hills Are Alive' is excellent for navigating those downhills that are within ones capacity and will actually go better for relaxing. The beginning of Chesterton's 'Lepanto' can provide momentum up the steeper bits. I have eaten my bodyweight in food, don't need to see porridge for another year, enjoyed the sauna, and, inevitably, had a cold for the second half of the week. I managed relatively little reading, slept well when I wasn't blowing my nose and once I had remembered to turn the radiator not down, but off, spent a week away from the internet, and have started, but not completed, unpacking.
I had a great time.
Under the cut, a picture of some mountains. The orangey line is my route from right to left (up - down was more or less the same, but a bit higher and going over the col before the right-most pimple).
LJ really doesn't like panorama images, does it? Have the middle bit-ish:
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