Atop Scarfell Pike, 980m above sea, with the family, Singapore flag, and hale on our faces. NS, take that!
Fall from grace; From mountain to comfy sofa by the fireplace back at base
Uncle T
27 Nov 2006
Memories... 9:16 pm
The Little but Big Bounce 9:16 pm
Where is that bounce?
The one which encroaches
The privacy of the other,
Inflicts insecurity of the chasing
Competitor, the one that
Drives the pack forth,
The one that invigorates
And inspires both
Self and team?
The onward bounce,
The inspired passion.
Come back, come home
Today.
Uncle T
The one which encroaches
The privacy of the other,
Inflicts insecurity of the chasing
Competitor, the one that
Drives the pack forth,
The one that invigorates
And inspires both
Self and team?
The onward bounce,
The inspired passion.
Come back, come home
Today.
Uncle T
From the peaks of Hindsight 9:27 am
Orders ovened turkey leg with rosemary, froe grais & French toast...
Thinking back, it seemed far more dangerous than it was when we were actually on that near-vertical cliff, clinging onto grass and shrubs for dear life. But hindsight reveals more than that danger; it was the camaraderie, the adventure, the courage to take the next step that we possibly haven't taken before.
Ten of us headed out to Lake District over the weekend, the birthplace of Peter Rabbit, beautiful English hills and Ben&Jerry's inspiring cow,grass & blue skies scenery. It is also home to Scarfell Pike, highest peak ,at 980m (above sea level), in England. We made it to the summit, and made it back alive.
It is indeed so hard to fully describe the exhilirating experience, especially having related it to numerous others and replying 'how was it' questions; the greater the repetition, the greater the amount of magic lost. And in such cases, possibly the few means the magic will be relived is either going again or sharing it with people who were with you.
Just an attempt to make cursory mention of note-worthy points: we actually had to rock climb, winds at the top were close to 20knots, we experienced hale (and had hale fights), dangerously scaled the cliffs along the valley that the river runs through, cramps, trekking fields of rock rubble, singing the National Pledge with the National flag at the summit, trekking in the dark and rain to get back to base, excellent Richard-dinner, excellent memorable company, Land-Before-Time inspiring scenes of inter-locking spurs and peaceful lakes...
The memories will continue to live on; I am just blessed to have had the opportunity to enter this experience, and to know how humbling nature is, both in beauty and might. I shall be eternally grateful for the company as well (at the point I left my room before setting off, I didn't fully know who was actually going for the trip). I guess in such cases, the best in people is brought to the foreground. I was privileged to see that bests.
Amen. For the peaks of hindsight.
No amounts of photgraphs can
Vividly capture the wonders
Of those memorial magic.
Uncle T
Thinking back, it seemed far more dangerous than it was when we were actually on that near-vertical cliff, clinging onto grass and shrubs for dear life. But hindsight reveals more than that danger; it was the camaraderie, the adventure, the courage to take the next step that we possibly haven't taken before.
Ten of us headed out to Lake District over the weekend, the birthplace of Peter Rabbit, beautiful English hills and Ben&Jerry's inspiring cow,grass & blue skies scenery. It is also home to Scarfell Pike, highest peak ,at 980m (above sea level), in England. We made it to the summit, and made it back alive.
It is indeed so hard to fully describe the exhilirating experience, especially having related it to numerous others and replying 'how was it' questions; the greater the repetition, the greater the amount of magic lost. And in such cases, possibly the few means the magic will be relived is either going again or sharing it with people who were with you.
Just an attempt to make cursory mention of note-worthy points: we actually had to rock climb, winds at the top were close to 20knots, we experienced hale (and had hale fights), dangerously scaled the cliffs along the valley that the river runs through, cramps, trekking fields of rock rubble, singing the National Pledge with the National flag at the summit, trekking in the dark and rain to get back to base, excellent Richard-dinner, excellent memorable company, Land-Before-Time inspiring scenes of inter-locking spurs and peaceful lakes...
The memories will continue to live on; I am just blessed to have had the opportunity to enter this experience, and to know how humbling nature is, both in beauty and might. I shall be eternally grateful for the company as well (at the point I left my room before setting off, I didn't fully know who was actually going for the trip). I guess in such cases, the best in people is brought to the foreground. I was privileged to see that bests.
Amen. For the peaks of hindsight.
No amounts of photgraphs can
Vividly capture the wonders
Of those memorial magic.
Uncle T