On Monday, 6 October 2008, six cohorts and I climbed the third-highest peak in
Jonathan, my Junior Dean and the only man I know to hike in a leather jacket, takes a photo of me taking a photo of him standing atop Striding Edge, a razor-sharp rock scramble that necessitated all four limbs and complete concentration to negotiate.
Striding Edge: a study in chiaroscuro.
Looking across to Swirral Edge (which sounds like 
a toothpaste to me).
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Breathtaking - just like YOU! I miss you, my darling girl! You float on my prayers and rest in my heart every hour.
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