Monday, April 12, 2010

WALES: THE FINAL FRONTIER. After dinner we climbed a mountain



On the way back down, we went a slightly different route and found this statue to the bird that would pick at our bones, had we not made it!



See, even the geezer made it to the top! He just had to go a bit slower than the young wippersnappers!



Our quintamic quintet at the tip. (I am taking the photo.)



The girls at rest, waiting for the geezer to arrive, but I finally did!

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