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Finally I made it back to the Lake District. This poem is about a long distance fell walk that starts at Keswick and ends there. The distance is approx. 26 miles and during the walk over Borrowdale, Honister and Newlands Fells the walker will climb some 6000mtrs.
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Poetry | Updated Apr 25, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3