The route is long, it twists and turns through trees and bullrushes and water meadows and finally up a towering hill. The views from the top are certainly worth the toil. The sea twinkles in the far distance and the ground is spread out like a patchwork quilt below us.
We are content with sanctimonious aches when we return and feel justified tucking into second helpings of lunch.
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