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Day 15

Stuck in the tent all day long. Terrible winds and pouring rain. We used the time to write a poem:

Two baldheaded great grandmothers went on a kayaking trip,
They were not like all the others, everyone thought they were hip.

They met seals and otters along the coastal way,
As true globetrotters, they admired every bay.

Bergliot prepares the meals, Ilene sets up the tent,
It's the teamwork that appeals, time together well spent.

Posted by Berglene 21:28

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Heisann, Dere er KULE og de tøffeste oldemødrene i verden. Likte diktet også. :-D

by Gry

Er så stolt av dere😍 Herlig dikt! Sender en lånt strofe «Mot i brystet, vett i pannen, stål i ben og armer. Slike oldemødre det vil Norge ha»🤩 💪🏽🤞🏽For godt vær og gode forhold.

by Heilo

Takk Gry og Heidi 😀

by Berglene

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