Pinch me, I'm awake,

Last night I pretended I was asleep while
I listened to a conversation between my big
toe and my little toe on my right foot.
They were arguing whether the role of 
predestination in 17th century Calvinistic
theology was mainly to subdue, or to stress
the omnipotence of the divine being.
My big toe on the right foot was acting like
a real prick, saying that since he was bigger he
must be right. I thought that my little toe sounded
quite reasonable, but I don't know very much 
about this particular aspect of 17th century 
Calvinistic theology. 
But then the big toe on my left foot butted in;
"Will you two bent hammer-toes finally shut up,
 you will not be able to nail this one down, so
 toe the line, and get some sleep."
Pity, now I still don't know what the principal
role of predestination in 17th century Calvinistic
theology is.


Instead of listing a number of incomprehensible
and unpronouncable names, I will give a rough
indication of places and types of walks:

1) (Creamy's creme de la cream): starting  east
of Capel Curig, going up three rocky hills,
with a watery thing in the middle.
(15km, 1050m ascent)
2) Starting  Capel Curig, following the river a
bit and then up long sharp hill of Moel Siabod.
(11km, 700m ascent)
3) From Betws-y-Coed south through the forest 
along a reservoir, down to the river in the next 
valley, along the river and back over the low hill
via a Roman Road.
(13km, 500m ascent)
4) From the Aluminium Works way north of Betws-y-
Coed (on A470) a long curved walk over Gledrfordd
and the some ridges into Capel Curig.
(18km, 900m ascent)
5) East of Betws-y-Coed, some low hills, fields,
forests and the park at Hendre House.
(12km, 250m ascent)

Yours,

Norbert