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After our lunch, we loaded into Range Rovers for the trip up to the shoulder of Green
Mountain where once there had been a working farm. The paved road that led up to
our destination had more hairpin curves than ever could have been imagined from
the bottom of the mountain. Several times our little Range Rovers had to stop, back
up and turn more sharply to make a particular turn. There was no way to negotiate
some of the turns without the back-up maneuver despite the fact that the Range
Rovers are quite short. And bouncy! We were jostled all over the place left & right,
but luckily no one bumped his/her head or loosened a kidney. At the top, the groups
divided into those going to the beach for a swim and those going for a 2 ½ hour walk
through the lush almost rainforest atop Green Mountain with Stedson guiding.
About 15 of us had signed up for the walk and so it was very quickly after we arrived
at the now abandoned farmhouse that we set off. It was a lovely ridge walk with just
amazing views of the coastline and down the steep shoulders of the mountain.
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