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Sunday morning. Me Karsten and Beau decided to rush up Mt Tibrogagan since I bailed last time we did it. I thought that maybe some Welsh hiking experience would have made me brave enough to actually reach the top this time. It wasn't really a perfect day for hiking after only 6hrs sleep and a halloween party. But, for good people like me who doesnt drink, it did feel ok after a few coffees in the morning. 1 hr drive to the glasshouse mountains. 27 degrees. Extremely high humidity. But worth every second when reaching the top! Ooohh, I have to admit my legs were shaking at some points. Especially since pretty much the last half an hour is only scrambling on the cliffs with nothing but the rocks to hold on to and a pretty steep downfall underneath. But. We made it, and I am very proud of myself =)