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Little Agu, Scooby and I had a very lazy morning; it is constitution day after all.

We found some embers up at the picnic site at Gorg Blau, reinvigorated them, cooked our two sausages perfectly and then had a little walk down to the very low level of water there. It all looks a bit Alaskan  and bleak wandering amongst the rubble from the nearly bottom of the reservoir. Spots of red red red on the high mountains and a sunset the other side of the Monaber tunnel greeted us back to the valley, singing all the way down to find we had caught a Ben in our Christmassy trap. Now for a slap up dinner.