Thursday 23 July 2015

My Journey

I hike along the bleached landscape, up along frosty

 mountains along icy rigs and down the steep slops.  I can 

hear my mates gasping, sucking the oxygen out of the air. 

 The snow is scattered every were like sugar scattered every

were.  It is hot but cold at the same time I have not

experienced   extreme weather like this before.  The jagged

rocks in the snow remind me of cookies and cream. The

 summit is within reach it is so close i can smell it.