On the way to the moon today, there was a lot of grit in the face. Everyone grumbles about fine dust, I still have straw stubble in my nose 😂. Certainly a funny sight is such a cyclist, who, with his eyes shut, completely sweaty and gasping for air, struggles through a sandstorm-like, opaque wall, nearly dying.
Thgo has inspired me to visit the Remser Aussichtsfelsen, had the highlight on the slip for quite some time, but I've never really made it. On his last tour, there seemed to be no pronunciations.
Unfortunately, I still can not put a hook after today, did not find the rock 😕.
Where is the mistake???