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TO RAIN, I SAID 73 TO BERT AND PACKED UP MY GEAR FOR THE DAY.  SIGNALS,
SPIRITS, SALTWATER AND SHEEP THE NEXT DAY I CONTINUED MY WALK ALONG THE
DRAMATIC WEST FACING CLIFFS.  I WORKED SEVERAL MORE EUROPEANS, BUT SIGNALS
WERE WEAK AND I DIDNT HEAR ANYTHING AT ALL FROM NORTH AMERICA.  I WAS
DISAPPOINTED WITH MY RESULTS SO FAR, BUT AHEAD OF ME I COULD SEE MOUNT
BRANDON.  I KNEW THAT ONCE I WAS ON THE OTHER SIDE I WOULD HAVE GOOD RADIO
VIEWS ACROSS SALTWATER TO THE NORTH AND EAST, WHERE MOST OF THE SIGNALS
WERE COMING FROM.  MY CLIMB UP THE MOUNTAIN BEGAN IN FOG AND DRIZZLE.  I
FOLLOWED AN OLD GREEN ROAD ACROSS BOGGY FIELDS FULL OF SHEEP.  AT A PASS
STOOD AN ANCIENT CELTIC MONUMENT INSCRIBED RONAN, THE PRIEST SON OF
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