ocr: No worries, he says cheerfully. Wherever we can land we put down. This is where Don wanted to come SO this is where put him. Wouldn't - want to be here if there was a high wind blowing, but there isn't.' He sits on a small rock and lights a cigarette. Not right now, anyhow, he adds and peers off into the distance, happily contemplating the enormous fun we would all have ifa gale suddenly whipped up - along the valley.
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