Well i feel quite proud of myself and very sweaty indeed. What a beautiful place... The three villages on the way up have a mediaeval feel about them. Bubion is all at 45 degrees and right angled bends. I bet nobody has street mapped it. So I am off the GR7 now and almost immediately managed to loose the footpath. I had to throw my rucksack over a wall and then snagged my shoulder on barbed wire in my anxiety to escape from a non-existant bull. Doh. I think I have probably climbed an immense height today. I will do the stats later. For now i am just here with my health and a beer in the sun and that is more than enough for me.
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