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A blog of observations and travels. August 11, 2013 by tamelarose. To reach this remote village I traveled via train until the last twenty miles, then cycled! This was my first experiment in bike touring, and while the luggage on my rack certainly made the hills a challenge, I enjoyed the freedom. Cycling towards the campsite, mountains began to come into view.

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La vie de Bebey et Doudou. Retape dans le champ ci-dessous la suite de chiffres et de lettres qui apparaissent dans le cadre ci-contre.