Cloud Walking

Immense, Immovable breath-taking. Mountains have, from a very young age, had a huge draw on me. The older I get the more I am coming to realise that mountains are of huge significance in my life. I become lost in them as different emotions grip me, the pain in my legs as I climb, the sense of wonder and impeding danger, the beauty of the summit and the joy of threading above the clouds. They are places of solitude and tranquility were not only the body but also the mind wanders.
                          They are unlike anything else in the entire planet. A sudden glance reveals beauty, a new view or experience release the mind whilst always knowing that a single lapse could spell disaster, life on a needle thread. The mountains are were I want to be, to thread the slopes to touch the clouds to experience their wonder to reach the stars and never come back . To stand on top of a mountain is an amazing experience and each time I climb those memories are forever ingrained in my mind.

“It’s not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves.”
(Sir Edmund Hillary)