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Returning from Leeds to Suffolk we stopped for a Pizza |
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Trying not to fall off |
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These are old buildings in Kings Lynn |
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I went to Framlingham Castle ... |
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... with my Grandma |
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I'm nearly as tall as Grandma now |
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Then we went to Aldeburgh to the seaside |
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Miss coj at Solsbury hill |
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Miss coj and my "internet daughter" Laura doing the Washing up |
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Kayaking |
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Wall climbing |
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Archery |
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Playing cards |
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Concentration. Miss coj just getting the high score on her Revo |
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Meditation |
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The Severn bridge to Wales. See the lovely weather! |
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At the Gold mine near Austin's |
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Ready to go down the Gold mine |
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Miss coj down the mine |
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This bright stuff in the mines is mostly reflections from water droplets |
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Panning for Gold, we found a few atoms |
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At the Treehouse in Aber Clockwise from L, Draenog's hand, Mrs coj's arm, Austin, Carl and miss coj reading Harry Potter (again) |
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Steffi riding Carl's bike |
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Unpacking two vanloads of tqt before the ascent of snowdon |
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some of the climbers. I couldn't identify them it was too dark |
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The lovely reflection of the moon in a lake half way up snowdon |
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while we suffered hypothermia and waited for the cafe to open and the train to arrive to take us down |
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coj found some solar panels at the top |
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[Fran] Strider and Austin got to the top |
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[Fran] Coj, Charlie and bug |
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[Fran] Charlie doing Tai Chi |
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[Fran] Carl and Steven keeping warm in the generator room |
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[Fran]Catherine and Austin |
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[Fran]Bug |
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[Fran]We got the train down |
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we got soaked, so when we came back to Llanberis we left our clothes to dry and slept in the sun |
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[carl] After conquering Snowdon, the Advance Return Party, led by Austin, strike out for Pete's Eats in search of vital nutrients. Cathrine (or is it Catherine or some other spleeling?) seems to have acquired Fran's littlest sprog. |
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Austin demolished this "Big Jim's" breakfast at Pete's Eats. The coffee mug is a 1 pinter, 4 inches across to give you some idea of scale |
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[carl] Austin and Big Jim get acquainted. He's a growing lad, you know. |
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[carl]The Sheddi ascent team outside Pete's Eats, suitably
puffed with pride (and carbohydrates) after successfully scaling Snowdon, and
also, in Austin's case, Breakfast. From left to right and in no particular
order of height, weight or breakfast size: Strider, Peter, Young Thomas,
Austin, Pickle, Catherine[1], The Franlet[2], Jenny, Fran, Coj, Ms. Coj about
to try a Pete's Eats Mug for size, A Well-Hidden Mrs Coj, Charlie, A Random
Stranger. Note the extra leg which Charlie cunningly grew to support himself
on steep slopes. [1] Check spleing! [2] Insert proper name here, to my shame I've forgotten - Emma, is it? |
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[carl]The previous picture was taken by yours truly from an
advantageous position in the middle of the road using a wide angle lens. Eschewing the middle of the road, Austin opted for a strategically chosen location about a mile away and used a mild telephoto. We tried to warn him about reduced depth of field and increased camera shake, but he wasn't really within earshot. Which is a shame, because everyone's smiling in this one, including miss coj although you can't tell on account she has her head jammed inside a Pete's Eats Mug, but rest assured she was enjoying every second of it. Apart from being a bit blurry, this photo is noteworthy for the inclusion of the snappily dressed hunk on the left, wowing the passers-by with those gorgeous leather trousers and the drop-em-dead hairstyle, sartorial perfection or wot? |
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[carl] After everyone else hootered off to Jenny's place, I went for a restful row around Lake Ermthingy in a rowing boat, rowing the while. I risked death or even drowning to get this rower's-eye-view of the foothills and stuff. Note those big white fluffy things which are nowhere near as inviting when you're standing in the middle of one. There was one of them stuck on the top of snowdon, but it'd come loose and drifted away by the time we were all safely back at breakfast level. This was shot at about 6:30pm. Afterwards, it absolutely pissed down. |
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coj's foot after the ascent |
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[Fran]Coj's feet. The normal one is on your right |
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Miss coj and Jenny's Catherine playing with the diablo |
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Austin's van. Some wag (Carl?) had written "Also available in white" in the dirt, Austin added "SHPX BSS" |
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The Vege special at the Chinky Dins in Aber |
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The eaters. Clockwise from L to R, Carl, Draenog (hidden behind Carl), Miss and Mrs coj, Austin and spare chair for Harry Marsh |
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This time Draenog takes the picture when Harry Marsh had visited the loo. |
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Back at Austin's farm Miss coj has a go on one of Austin's Dad's racing trikes |
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From Aber you can get a ticket on a steam railway to Devil's bridge |
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Coming down again pay an extra squid each and you can sit right close to the engine |
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Aber at low tide has loads of marine animules in the rock pools |
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Aber also has this strange building. In the front is Draenog, just in line with a smudge on the lens |
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[carl] Post-Snowdon CAT micromoot. Mrs Coj, Coj, Coj's
Techno-Stick and yours truly mellowing-out by the pond at CAT, Machynlleth.
Just behind Coj you can make out a person about to hurl himself headfirst into
the pond. Fortunately, we didn't notice at the time so none of us had to fish
him out using Coj's techno-stick. It's worth mentioning that Coj's
techno-stick was bought by Austin and not Coj - Coj was holding out for a
Goddard, but succumbed to the techno-stick's wiles and charms after carelessly
breaking a couple of legs[1] and standing on an unexploded foot-pump half way
up the North face of the Western Ascent. "Bugger," he said,
"You'd best go on without me". But we wouldn't abandon a fellow like
that, not when we could drag him another couple of thousand feet up a slippery
rock-strewn "path" into a freezing raincloud. After all, what are
friends for? To make him feel better, I stood on his expensive wind-up torch.
Draenog is also in this picture, just behind the camera. [1] Not the ones he was using, obviously. |
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You get to CAT via this Water driven funicular |
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A large solar panel array at CAT |
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Some nice flowers, dunno what sort though |
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Miss coj's view of it all |