James had hidden his Aston, Clusea was dealing with a bump, so were left to deal with the Cliff Hanger views ourselves.

Young mountains the Dolomites might be: achingly beautiful they definitely are. We have all day to appreciate them as we start at the bottom and end up a lot higher.

Today they and the numerous small villages perched precariously on hillsides, were framed by meadows of spring flowers.

The last 30k was on an old railway line. I have an inclination it took some building.

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