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Goldie, on Cleeve Hill last week.   Being Dutch, there is something about heights. Standing on what feels like, the top of the world, looking around you for miles, with plenty of fresh air to recover from the climb up. That is the one downside about climbing hills. It’s a long way up, sometimes steep, sometimes it’s more gradual, but I’m sure my Dutch legs and lungs weren’t made for hill climbing. Last week, we went on Cleeve Hill, one of my favourite areas. It occurred to me, that in order to reach the top, you have to put in a lot of work. But the view will be worth it. Hopefully. Sometimes, there is no view at all, only thick, swirling mist, and you have to take the sign’s word for it that you have reached the summit. The Malvern Hills, another amazing place for walking, can be discouraging. When you reach the top, with Worchestershire Beacon standing ready for you to cling onto, you can see another hill further along... I must confess, I have never made it to that one. On...