Wonderful, wonderful Kinlochleven [*]. I catch sight of it as I come round the hill. More importantly, I see the Way out of it too. I let out a celebratory wolf's howl[*] and start whistling "Bad Moon Rising[*]".
The tink, tink, tink, of walking poles on stone coming up behind me reminds me I'm not alone.
Thursday, 19 October 2006
WHW day 6.4
All the fault of AktoMan who done it at 1:23:00 pm
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