Just a chimney

Yet another Motorlet party. Moreover, with a new chimney addict (though she perhaps not yet know she is :) Admirable, for the first time, to go to such a tall chimney. My hands would have fallen apart, had I gone to something like this for the first time. Actually, the hands almost did so this time as well.
Contrary to the most common perception, we managed to encounter some guards there. Imagine, at Motorlet, the symbol of safe chimney climbing :D They acted somewhat strangely and we still haven't concluded, if they saw us or not (and no, they didn't climb all the way up, we met them just under the chimney). Their dog. Such a nice doggie :) Instead of smelling the outsiders, it ran away, so they were chasing it all around, for a while.
So, you might guess, it was even more exciting than usual :D Anyway, there was yet another distinctly positive outcome. I had no troubles falling asleep tonight.
As for the life in general, everything seems so sharp..and so tender. Sharp in a soothing way...
Update: a photographing-obsessed person sent me a few of the pearls he'd taken. So while no one is probably interested in my smiling face (at least, I am not ;) , the landscape view from the top might do it.