{"id":3236,"date":"2020-01-28T18:35:33","date_gmt":"2020-01-28T18:35:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.performanceseakayak.co.uk\/Archive\/?p=3236"},"modified":"2022-04-27T15:40:38","modified_gmt":"2022-04-27T14:40:38","slug":"aroundwales2019","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.performanceseakayak.co.uk\/Archive\/aroundwales2019\/","title":{"rendered":"Around Wales in 15 Days"},"content":{"rendered":"

The circumnavigation of Wales is an interesting\u00a0paddling adventure. It brings more to the expedition table: coastline, canals and rivers. There’s even a tidal\u00a0bore – if you get your timing right.<\/em><\/p>\n

It\u2019s at times like these that my mind wanders. Just now I\u2019m pondering the significance of my 25m swimming badge.\u00a0 Ahead lie 10 miles of water, and behind another 10 miles. I wonder if those childhood swimming lessons with Miss Flood (yes, really) were adequate preparation.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m half way across Camarthen Bay and it\u2019s Day One.<\/p>\n

Day One of what?<\/h4>\n

Well, day one of an attempt to paddle around Wales by kayak.<\/p>\n

And before we go any further, let\u2019s get that one out of the way. How do you paddle \u2018around<\/em>\u2019 Wales?<\/p>\n

Briefly:\u00a0 Follow the coast until you reach the River Dee Estuary. Turn right here. This is important – otherwise you are going via Scotland, and that is the long way around.<\/p>\n

Head upriver to Chester and join the canal. Paddle, via Wolverhampton, until you reach Stourport.\u00a0 Head downstream on the River Severn until you go under two rather large bridges. Turn right at the second one and keep paddling until you find your car once again.<\/p>\n

The circumnavigation of Wales is an interesting paddling adventure. It brings more to the expedition table: coastline, canals and rivers. There\u2019s even a tidal bore \u2013 if you get your timing right.<\/p>\n

It can all be completed in a few weeks, this one doesn\u2019t take a large chunk out of your life. Sign me up!<\/p>\n

In 2003 I had set out to paddle this one with my good friends, Geoff and Mike. Unfortunately the weather spoilt the party. After all these years I have finally found the time to have another go.<\/p>\n

Day One \u2013 Rhossili to Freshwater West – 37 miles – 7 hrs<\/h4>\n

It was a late arrival last night, after a day of last minute packing and kit checking. 16 years to get ready for this one Fatboy, and still you\u2019re late!<\/p>\n

We are standing in a car-park – it looks like an explosion in a Gore-Tex factory. But eventually all is sorted and I trolley the boat down a steep track to Rhossili Beach.<\/p>\n

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Heading down to Rhossili Beach.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Launching from Rhossili Beach – day one.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

It\u2019s a nice day; the sun is out and the wind is 10 mph, though a 2-3ft swell is forecast. Good enough for the day ahead – a crossing of Camarthen Bay.<\/p>\n

Beyond the shelter of the iconic Worm\u2019s Head the boat starts a slightly grumpy wallow; it\u2019s Day One for both of us it seems.<\/p>\n

The crossing is uneventful, though at 26 miles, it\u2019s a little long for day one. I see a pair of Storm Petrels and wonder if these visitors are an omen…<\/p>\n

The hours tick by: paddle \u2013 drink \u2013 eat \u2013 paddle.<\/p>\n

At Broad Haven I decide to continue to Freshwater West. There is little choice really; Castlemartin Range has to be cleared over the inactive weekend.<\/p>\n

I turn left and move along the cliffs, aiming for Linney Head. I never like this stretch, it is a place of confused chop, clapotis and unhelpful eddies.<\/p>\n

However Freshwater West finally arrives with a pleasant surf in, and I meet The Boss once again.\u00a0 We chat for a while, taking in the view, until she has to head home. Kit dries in the sunshine and I pitch my tent in the dunes.<\/p>\n

Day One is done.<\/p>\n

Day Three \u2013 Porth Gain to Llangranog \u2013 36 miles – 6 hrs 30<\/h4>\n

In the early hours the sound of water encroaching on my romantically placed tent causes some consternation, like a midnight-meerkat I sit and watch high-water go through by torch light.<\/p>\n

Later both the tide and I feel like an easy start. The wind is a stiff south-south-east. I sneak along the cliffs until the angles are right and then the wind encourages me towards Strumble Head. I am wary as I approach, but the far side is nice and smooth.<\/p>\n

Now it\u2019s a typical early-exped day. The headlands take forever to fall behind. My arms are going around but the boat is sluggish and sullen. I paddle the oily calm towards Cemaes Head, where good conditions mean I must toil some more \u2013 finally finishing at Llangrannog.<\/p>\n

Didn\u2019t know it was a surf beach\u2026<\/p>\n

Day 4 \u2013 Llangranog to Aberdyfi \u2013 32 miles \u2013 6 hrs 45<\/h4>\n

Yesterday was a struggle and though Geoff and Joy hosted me well, I\u2019m still feeling a little old this morning.<\/p>\n

I paddle out into calm from Llangrannog and start once again. It\u2019s slow going.<\/p>\n

Spirits are lifted as my old friends the Manx Shearwater join the show. I can\u2019t help but smile when they arrive, marvelling at the precision as they skilfully circle the boat. Their wingtips leave gentle caresses on the smooth surface, gliding by.<\/p>\n

The paddle is nothing to get excited about.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s basically a straight off-shore line to Aberdyfi \u2013 there\u2019s not much to see, not much to do and not much else to say\u2026<\/p>\n

Day 5 \u2013 Aberdyfi to Abersoch \u2013 30 miles \u2013 6hrs 45<\/h4>\n

The strong wind in the night filled the tent with sand. Tonight I\u2019m bringing a bucket and spade to bed\u2026<\/p>\n

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Windy night at Aberdyfi.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I\u2019m knackered. I need sleep and \u2018Exped-fitness\u2019 is yet to kick in. I\u2019m feeling sluggish both mentally and physically. Motivation is lacking and decision making is syrupy. A perfect combination for another crossing.<\/p>\n

Additionally we have a minor disaster. As I load up, I can\u2019t find my pee-bottle. I frantically scour the beach and the dunes, but it is gone! This is not just any old pee-bottle; this one is a UK Circumnavigator, an elite amongst pee-bottles! The day starts under a dark cloud.<\/p>\n

I plan to reach Tofanau and jump-off there for the crossing to Abersoch. The mis-leading offshore wind makes me wary of what I\u2019ll find further out though.\u00a0 A choppy 20-mile crossing does not appeal. I give it a damn good ignoring, hoping that it will go away.<\/p>\n

Late afternoon, during a break, the wind drops. Abersoch here we come!<\/p>\n

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Arriving in Abersoch.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

4 hrs later I arrive, feeling much happier. I look back to see Cader Idris in the distance \u2013 it looks quite a long way.<\/p>\n

The Boss joins me once again and we finish the long day with an excellent pizza from \u2018Crust\u2019.<\/p>\n

Day 6 – Abersoch to Porth Dinllaen – 31 miles \u2013 5 hrs 40<\/h4>\n

An early morning follows the late finish. An aching body slides into the boat for 06:30.<\/p>\n

The day starts surprisingly cheerfully though. Rather than the baking-sunshine-slog of previous days, today there is a challenge, and a plan to work to. The wind is to back to the north at 11:00. So I need to round the end of the Llyn Peninsula before that. Timings, tides and weather have all to be bettered today!<\/p>\n

Past the Tudwals and turn right, the east wind and the flow balance nicely. The following sea is big enough to provide rides, but there\u2019s no leaning back required \u2013 nice. The Taran comes alive, today she\u2019s in her element. We fly along.<\/p>\n

Black squalls funnel through Hell\u2019s Mouth and next Bardsey Sound looms, but wind and tide work together for a smooth, fast passage.<\/p>\n

The flow continues north-west but I don\u2019t want to be out there when the wind changes, so I turn right and trudge against the eddy up the coast.<\/p>\n

At Porth Colman I sit out tide and weather. The wind eases late afternoon, so I get back on for a few more miles. But things become choppy, and then move into challenging \u2013 I call it a day in Porth Dinllaen.<\/p>\n

A good plan and good miles from an awkward day.<\/p>\n

Day 7 \u2013 Porth Dinllaen to Beaumaris \u2013 35 miles \u2013 6 hrs 50<\/h4>\n

Home-turf today!<\/p>\n

A straight line from Porth Dinllaen to Dinas Dinlle initially, the north-east breeze sitting right on the nose. Paddle \u2013 splash \u2013 paddle.<\/p>\n

The 3 peaks of Yr Eifl loom menacingly over the coast, their tops peaking through the scattered clouds. Little else occurs. It\u2019s tiring work.<\/p>\n

I arrive north of Dinas Dinlle where the high-tide swell makes a steep shingle landing unappealing \u2013 in a make-a-bit-of-yourself sort of way. I sneak against the flow into the Menai Straits and land on the Caernarfon shore instead.<\/p>\n

There\u2019s little point going further against the ebb, so International Rescue whisks me off home. But this is not necessarily a good thing. Soon kit is all over – a washing, drying, swapping chaos.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s time to go again and I\u2019ve lost track of everything \u2013 not good for a boy who likes his routine!<\/p>\n

Heading up the Menai Straits I chat briefly to a couple of Land\u2019s End to John o\u2019Groats paddlers. \u00a0The Swellies, my daily training spot, is seen through strangely different eyes tonight. Next it\u2019s over the \u2018bubble\u2019 at Beaumaris to end the day a few miles further on at Penrhyn.<\/p>\n

A smooth silent dusk draws the day to a close. My own bed tonight.<\/p>\n

Day 8 \u2013 Penrhyn to Point of Ayr \u2013 32 miles \u2013 6 hrs 30<\/h4>\n

Things are starting to \u2018click\u2019 now. Exped- fitness is coming online, and the planning and tactics are working.<\/p>\n

The appeal of good sleep in my own bed was too strong, now there\u2019s only 3 hours of tide to run as I start. I\u2019m unlikely to cover the whole North Wales coast in that time.<\/p>\n

At Penrhyn, the widescreen view of Snowdonia is hidden by mist. Heading off towards Llandudno, it\u2019s a \u2018Bearings \u2018R\u2019 Us\u2019 day. I hope today is the day that planetary physics take a break \u2013 but it isn\u2019t. The tide goes against right on cue \u2013 5.7 \u2013 5.4 \u2013 5.0 kts…<\/p>\n

The ebbing flow stacks up against the opposing wind though, and soon I\u2019m getting enough rides to make reasonable progress. That\u2019ll do!<\/p>\n

Beyond Prestatyn the neglected lighthouse at Point of Ayr appears, signalling the close of the day on the busy beach.<\/p>\n

Good progress. Next the River Dee beckons\u2026<\/p>\n

Day 9 \u2013 Point of Ayr to Hack Green \u2013 45 miles \u2013 8 hrs 25<\/h4>\n

I\u2019m excited about today.<\/p>\n

On the 2003 trip I surfed my first \u2018Dee Bore\u2019. So today is a sort of anniversary.<\/p>\n

With time in hand I decide to take the Mostyn Channel, to look at the scenery.<\/p>\n

The small port is now a buzz of wind farm activity. The narrow channel fills rapidly and I\u2019m zooming along. I pass the Duke of Lancaster \u2018fun-ship\u2019 \u2013 its colourful history now hidden beneath a rather sombre layer of black paint.<\/p>\n

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The Duke of Lancaster.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

But then the wheels drop off. Well a set of wheels would be useful. I reach the top of the channel and run out of water. No worries, it\u2019s filling quickly.<\/p>\n

Actually it isn\u2019t. I\u2019m stranded, bumping and scraping over sandy ripples. It takes an hour before I can see over the top, and to my dismay the estuary has filled in my absence. The flow is not hanging around, the leading edge is long gone. Double bugger.<\/p>\n

I set off in hot-pursuit. 10 miles later it is a very hot pursuit, in my \u2018big-cag\u2019 and helmet \u2013 sweating like a whatever. But it\u2019s all in vain; I just catch the second wave in time to watch the Bore fade. I\u2019ve missed it \u2013 16 years I\u2019ve waited for this and now I\u2019ve blown it. You muppet.<\/p>\n

Chester arrives with a transfer onto the canal. I sit in the sun and waste a little time, no hurry now.<\/p>\n

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Chester canal.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Trolley portage at Chester.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

It\u2019s the usual canal routine of smooth paddling interspersed with trolleying around locks. It\u2019s a more relaxing environment. No worry from tides or wind. Safety is less of an issue, and it\u2019s hard to get lost now.<\/p>\n

Today ends at Hack Green. I was hoping to stop by the Secret Bunker.<\/p>\n

I couldn\u2019t find it.<\/p>\n

Day 10 Hack Green to Codsall – 34 miles \u2013 7 hrs<\/h4>\n

Exped law states that late-starts follow long-days. I\u2019m not on the water until 10:30.<\/p>\n

But there\u2019s no rush \u2013 we\u2019ll get to where we get to. No pressure.<\/p>\n

The countryside glides by in a pleasant way. I chat to the cows and think of not much really, like a sort of floating Pooh Bear. The easy-life is only broken by trolley routine around locks.<\/p>\n

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Canal sunshine.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I have the distance between locks marked on my maps. I\u2019m still trying to decide whether a long trolley outweighs multiple short-paddles, with the associated get-ins\/get-outs. Answers on a postcard…<\/p>\n

At Audlem the answer is not difficult; there are 15 locks over a mile or so. The long-trolley is interrupted by a stall with an honesty box: Ice cream, home-made cake, cold water and other delights. I linger a while, a long while. Eventually I paddle off, feeling rather gloriously ill. Greedy boy.<\/p>\n

Cheshire fades into Shropshire and then Staffordshire, I think. The sunny afternoon relaxes into an evening of summer cool.<\/p>\n

Eventually I haul out near Codsall, just outside Wolverhampton. I\u2019d like to go a little further but it\u2019s Hotel Canvas tonight and I\u2019m not sure how well that works in downtown Wolves.<\/p>\n

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Campsite at Codsall.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The towpath narrows as I pitch my still sand-filled tent. There isn\u2019t a lot of room here.<\/p>\n

I drift off to sleep wondering if I could get the zip open before I drown.<\/p>\n

Day 11 Codsall to Stourport \u2013 29 miles \u2013 6 hrs 30<\/h4>\n

Stourport is the goal today via the Staffs and Worcs Canal. It\u2019s not too far. But the map shows the dreaded chevron symbols of more locks. Quite a few more in fact – 60 in 25 miles!<\/p>\n

The locks add a scenic element to the canal though, and have intriguing names such as \u2018Stewponey\u2019 and \u2018Bumblehole\u2019. However they also bring a time-consuming physicality to the day.<\/p>\n

There’s a knack to lifting the loaded boat out undamaged and onto the trolley. Then a rumbly tow-path haul ensues. Allow 3 or 4 minutes per lock and you can see that 3 or 4 hours of humping-and-dumping are added to the day’s\u00a0 paddling.<\/p>\n

Still, I enjoy the canals. These towpaths have been used daily for 200 years. History has formed and faded here, and through it all the canal has stayed in exactly the same place. You can feel the ghosts.<\/p>\n

There are contrasts here too. Turn a corner and glide from the deepest urban blight into a sunny green glade, just like that.\u00a0 The odd electric-blue flash of a Kingfisher disturbs the greenery. While a few friendly boaters and miserable danglers add colour too. Life could be worse.<\/p>\n

At Stourport I head upriver for a mile to a pleasant and friendly campsite.<\/p>\n

The day ends as I doze off to the incongruous sounds of an owl and a 2-stroke dirt-bike across the river.<\/p>\n

Day 12 Stourport to Sharpness \u2013 59 miles \u2013 11 hrs<\/h4>\n

Today onto the River Severn, perhaps the last day before a return to the world of tide-times and weather dodging. Let\u2019s see how far we can get.<\/p>\n

I have to wait for the locks to open for the day. Now they are manned, a much more relaxed affair. I just sit there and let the water (and the lock-keeper) do the work.<\/p>\n

I follow the meanders of the river, heading south in the sunshine via Worcester and a lunchtime snooze. I do still have a deadline though. If I make Gloucester Docks before the lock-keeper heads home I can gain 15 more lock-free miles on the Sharpness Canal.<\/p>\n

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Approaching Worcester.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

At Gloucester Docks the lock-keeper advises me it can get \u2018a bit splashy\u2019 beneath the lock gates. Crumbs! He\u2019s not wrong.\u00a0 Inside he advises me it\u2019s \u2018a bit splashy\u2019 up front too. Hmm, I contemplate my king-size aquatic stone coffin with jaded eyes. A \u2018doom-crowd\u2019 gathers above to watch my demise, but they lose interest once they realise I\u2019m likely to survive.<\/p>\n

Finally Sharpness arrives in a slightly scruffy manner, similar to me really.<\/p>\n

I meet The Boss and we discuss how many different accents a bloke can kayak through in one day.<\/p>\n

Day 13 Sharpness to Penarth \u2013 39 miles \u2013 6 hrs 30<\/h4>\n

The coffee-coloured Severn is flowing \u2018upstream\u2019 at a fair pace. We sit, watch and wait. I\u2019m off as soon as the tide turns.<\/p>\n

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Sharpness snooze.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

It\u2019s a breezy day. The silty water kicks up into a spikey chop. Bridge Number One slides impressively over the top and then the rather squirrely conditions under Bridge Number Two arrive.<\/p>\n

Down by Avonmouth the flow eases, I\u2019ve cut it a bit tight and I think I\u2019m in an eddy from the sandbanks. I chase around to find the flow.<\/p>\n

Trying to scrounge more miles, I\u2019m caught mid-channel when the tide does really goes against. It\u2019s a big place to be when things are not in your favour.<\/p>\n

The turn of the tide lets the swell in too and things start to get lumpy. I\u2019m slogging over towards Penarth now \u2013 hoping the tide doesn\u2019t get any faster or there may be an unscheduled and muddy stop at Cardiff Barrage.<\/p>\n

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Paddling past Penarth Pier.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I work hard for the next hour and a half to make it into Penarth. Relieved I flop out onto the beach.<\/p>\n

The Severn Estuary \u2013 no place for complacency.<\/p>\n

Day 14 – Penarth to Port Talbot \u2013 39 miles \u2013 8 hrs 10<\/h4>\n

The weather has changed. With the finish line almost in sight, it is going to be touch and go. For once I would like to finish one of these sodding things with a gentle paddle in.<\/p>\n

The forecast is for a breezy day. Rounding Lavernock Point brings a stiff headwind, but the tide comes for the ride too. It\u2019s splashy and the wind is a pain, but the GPS shows over 5kts – I can live with that.<\/p>\n

And that\u2019s how the day goes, grinding steadily towards Porthcawl. The chop makes admin-stops a touch ‘cheeky’ but otherwise life is good. I\u2019ve said before, these trips are a view into our rest-home-future: eventually you spend your days slightly damp and smelling of wee.<\/p>\n

Clearing Porthcawl the tide dictates a break, so I take a rest appropriately at Rest Bay. I\u2019m hoping to continue later across to The Mumbles.<\/p>\n

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Leaving Rest Bay.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Early evening I set out, but after an hour I realise it\u2019s not going to happen. The tide and wind are still too strong. I don\u2019t want to be out after dark in these conditions. I turn back.<\/p>\n

But I’ll be beggared if I’m going back to Rest Bay. So I head north – a quick bit of maths and I reckon I can make Port Talbot by dark. It\u2019s not ideal (no offence) but still closer to the finish.<\/p>\n

Later I pass the breakwaters of the steel-works and turn for the beach. In the dusky light Port Talbot has become one long sodium-lamp silhouette. We arranged to meet at a roundabout on the prom (romantic!) I can see car-headlights changing direction at one spot and hope that is the roundabout.<\/p>\n

Welcome to Port Talbot – not necessarily where you want to be, but better than where you were.<\/p>\n

Day 15 \u2013 Port Talbot to Rhossili \u2013 28 miles \u2013 7 hrs<\/h4>\n

Today doesn\u2019t look easy. So I break the day into chunks and plan to chip away at it, bit by bit.<\/p>\n

First comes the crossing of Swansea Bay. There are strong winds and the 200m visibility means I can\u2019t see the conditions. I\u2019m not happy but I set out telling myself that I only have to survive an hour and a half. Thankfully I do.<\/p>\n

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Arriving at The Mumbles.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

At The Mumbles the wind is too strong to go around the corner.<\/p>\n

I land awaiting a change in the weather. We sit and wait. I go for a look. The only change is that I\u2019m more nervous now.<\/p>\n

The forecasts are contradictory. Some show a window this afternoon, others don\u2019t. Where they do agree however, is that it\u2019s going pants after today. Getting stuck with only 20 miles to go? Come on give me a break.<\/p>\n

Then the mist lifts and the rain passes. From the top of the cliffs I form a plan. I\u2019m going to sneak to each headland. If I can\u2019t get around I return to the nearest beach. Otherwise I paddle to the next one and go again.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s windy but the plan works. I make steady progress towards the finish. But as I near Worms Head the tide starts to go against, allowing the swell to come in. It\u2019s breaking on the reefs and I have to move further out, into the opposing flow. Progress slows.<\/p>\n

Rounding the end life becomes seriously unhappy. Eddy, flow and swell all meet in an unpleasant tidal conflict. Unfortunately it\u2019s where I need to go.<\/p>\n

Long story short, it\u2019s a scary time. But eventually I am pointing at the beach.<\/p>\n

I paddle in slowly, holding back as the swell runs beneath me. I\u2019m in no mood for macho bollocks now, I pick the smallest bit of surf I can and head in. The boat hisses up the sand and I\u2019m done.<\/p>\n

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Finish at Rhossili.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

My left hand is sore; I look down and see why. Gripping the paddles tightly I have worn through the skin, blood is oozing from my fingers.<\/p>\n

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It’s not over ’til it’s over.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I drag the boat up the steep path in the sunshine and strip off in the busy bank-holiday car-park to sort my kit for the last time.<\/p>\n

16 years on and I\u2019ve paddled Around Wales, and in 15 days. Well that will do.<\/p>\n

John Willacy<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

This article was previously published in the Canoe Wales Ceufad magazine, December 2019. Thanks to Vicky Barlow for her help.<\/p>\n

If you want to see the Dee Bore:
\nhttps:\/\/www.performanceseakayak.co.uk\/Archive\/the-dee-bore-edit\/<\/a><\/p>\n

Daily blog of the trip:
\nhttps:\/\/aroundwales2019.blogspot.com\/<\/a><\/p>\n

by John Willacy<\/p>\n

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