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Tuesday, September 11, 2012
I parked on top of Mount Tandy and barely exited my vehicular transport when the sneeze impulse hit me.
Fighting back the sneeze impulse I thought to myself, this is not good, it's the Tandy Hills to which I am allergic.
As I walked down Mount Tandy, past the maze of purple thorns you see in the picture, the allergic woes began to abate, once again. The more hill hiking I did the better I felt.
I have concluded it is not the Tandy Hills tot which I am allergic.
What a relief.
Another relief that I found on the Tandy Hills today, was to find that someone has removed the mysterious ice chest that has laid next to the trail, by the equally mysterious burial crypt, since August 25, which remains intact.