Seven thousand, three hundred and forty-three steps, up and down. We were blessed with brilliant sun-shiny weather for a mid-winter day. There was great company. V——, P—zza H—zza and Miss S—— did an amazing job of doing it all in a bit over an hour. I strolled in at about two. But. Big but. I feel a lot like a semi-trailer with three loads, a road-train effectively, has hit me, thrown it into reverse and come back for a second go, and then popped in another bump on the way forward again. Thank goodness we are going to be away for next years Stomp!
Who wore it better?
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