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End of the walk


We've reached the end of the walk. At least the climb out is not as steep as most mountain walks.

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  1. AnnDecember 6, 2011 at 9:41 AM

    Just realised your blog isn't blocked in my new Dept. Look forward to catching up with your wanderings.

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  2. Mary AnnDecember 6, 2011 at 7:08 PM

    I've really enjoyed the photos over the past few days. I hope the title of this post doesn't mean the series is over.

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  3. Joan ElizabethDecember 6, 2011 at 9:45 PM

    Ann, it will be lovely to have you visit. Not much wanderings happening at the moment though.

    Mary Ann, yes this series is over but I am bound to do some sort of nature walk again soon ... I'm drawn to it and country towns.

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  4. diane bDecember 6, 2011 at 11:58 PM

    Thanks for taking me along on your walk and I didn't get hot. Looking forward to the next wayfare.(There is no such word according to google)

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  5. JulieDecember 7, 2011 at 6:38 PM

    Seeing the rake of those steps, I would think that very quickly I would be using the palm of my hand to give each knee a bit of a leg-up ... or something.

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  6. UnknownDecember 11, 2011 at 3:49 AM

    Love these steps!

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  7. HighpotechDecember 29, 2011 at 11:06 PM

    Great shot

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