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That evening we sat round a campfire (white wine this time, chilled in the Serrano River) and the mud and darkness of England seemed a distant memory. It was light until 10 pm and with darkness came a whole new constellation of stars, the familiar Plough and North Star replaced by the Southern Cross, Orion was there but was upside down! Our adventure was truly underway. |
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