Dedicated to all mountaineers who having dutifully checked out the weather and set out for some far rocky ridge with the forecast set fair:
The weather will be fine said the weatherwoman;
her London studio a cocoon of truth,
I struggle into the stinging sleat,
soon to be a blizzard.
Sweat or rain nipping my eyes,
or a partnership?
I navigate the ridge leaning into gale blown snow;
a blizzard in truth.
her London studio a cocoon of truth,
I struggle into the stinging sleat,
soon to be a blizzard.
Sweat or rain nipping my eyes,
or a partnership?
I navigate the ridge leaning into gale blown snow;
a blizzard in truth.
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