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Kay exploring the interior of a gun battery. So glad we took the Giant bikes with their slightly narrower handlebars, which left just enough room for a cigarette paper either side of the doorways.
Nothing much to see in there, just empty beer cans, broken bottles and evidence of small fires, probably left by the youth of Malta.
After a decent (350m) climb on wet and gravelly mountain track on my old, reliable MTB, a disconcerting thought struck me... when descending mountain tracks like this, just when does 'old' and 'reliable' become 'a wing and a prayer'?