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| Maybe we should go a different way? |
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| Snap, crackle and pop... |
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| Downfall tundra. |
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| Fast. |
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| Looks familiar... same place, different bike. |
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| The world in shades of grey. |
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| Sheepz. |
Tuesday, 7 December 2010
Flat And Snowy
End of holiday flatness postponed by a knock on the door at 9 o'clock and an invitation I couldn't quite bring myself to refuse. Proper sub-zero overnightness, frozen trails and the fierce crackle of studded tyres on ice. And one sublime descent of Coldwell Clough at 'fast as I dare' speeds in a proper toboggan run of a trough. After which an under-used Shooting Cabin felt flat and anti-climactic. Lovely in a low key, low temperature, crunchy sort of way.
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