Summit Celebration
We climbed to Keppel Cove and pitched our tents,
others camped at Grizedale Tarn by the shore.
From either side we agreed to make ascents
getting up early on Sunday before
other hikers would be reaching the top.
By compass ascending through murk and mist
above the clouds to emerge on an outcrop
with views to exceed what any had wished.
On to the summit we came together
with friends from the south who beat us to it;
blessed as we were with glorious weather.
On the trig point I blessed a ship's biscuit
a beaker of sherry shared as a sign
of Communion with a view so divine.
Copyright © Lisle Ryder | Year Posted 2018
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