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On our way to Greifenberg (2618m).

This was the highest mountain peak in my hiking history (not counting that one time we started by driving to 2300m). Even though even now, 4 days later, my muscles are so sore I can barely walk to the bathroom (to the pleasure of my colleagues who can’t stop laughing every time I try to get up), it was awesome and I would do it again.

And just because I lugged around my giant DSLR (anything is “giant” when you have to carry your backpack for 12 hours a day), there will be more pics to come!

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