Er, who are the crew of 10?
Er...you are one of them! Me too.
Skeletal remains. See, the meek shall
inherit the Earth.
And Rob's right. No better time of the year to pull down. The crags are sunny and blessedly vacant. The lower Coxing is a royal road of snow and ice for critter tracking and Tonka dancing, and the corvus are cavorting in the updrafts like aerial clowns.
Peace, indeed, everyone.