We climbed Mount Manaia yesterday morning. OK, not a big deal as we've climbed it many times but yesterday morning, after the excesses of drink and food for Christmas dinner the evening before, it was quite a feat.
Manaia is 403 metres high. It is all up (with now nicely sculpted paths) and has 1060 steps.
I reckon that if we analysed the sweat that came off us it would have to have a few degrees of alcohol in it.
Although hard work, the climb was worth it with magnificent views at the summit and a feeling of well-being afterwards.
There is a stone plateau 3/4 of the way up that has a sheer drop off the end. The Old Girl always perches right on the edge daring gravity to have its way.
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Spectacular view. I find gravity a bother even here at sea level ...
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