Drinking Water On Helvellyn

DRINKING WATER ON HELVELLYN Martin’s idea to go up Helvellyn Sounded like hard work to me Lots of rock-scrambling and ridges windy Lots of feet sore and toes swellin’ Someplace near the top was a spring We filled our water bottle from it. When we got to the summit We guzzled the water, sweating. Then, in the sun and slaked we lay, Finest taste I ever had in throat - Truest word I ever wrote - Before or since that day. Note: Helvellyn is one of the mountains in the English Lake District, about 3 100 feet high.