Saturday 2 July 2016

A climb

The climb out of Kinlochleven is always tough ..
You have climbed and then dropped to sea level 
Only to climb again .. 
The roar of river gives way to the relentless rise
The step after step to the wee switch back 
Then climb on some more ..
We chat away we go up 
We move upwards 
Always upwards 
Turn around to look at where we have come from 
The rock face granite I think ..
The last few bits and we are there .. 
The snaking path of a glorious Lairigh Moor greets us..
Last hill, 12 miles to go..
Downhill but with the climb in our legs 
It remains, it builds 
If not for today but for tomorrow 
Or tomorrow's to come ...
Every run is a training run
We build on what we do
Until we stop we climb 
We descend 
And we climb some more ..