Monday 11 May 2015

The mountain



Clouds sailed in the sky, raising across the blueness, the sunshine was hard and bright, the whiteness of the snow reflected by its light. The forbidding cliffs of the mountain were dense with ice, which flashed and glittered in the sunlight. Despite the coldness of the air, I could feel the blood pulsing warmly in my toes as we "roped up" ready to climb.