by Norman Longworth

I walked up the Canigou last Saturday
Not for the first time I venture to say
Each time it gets harder to complete the way
Up to the top

I walked up the Canigou last Saturday

I drive to the refuge in a rusty old jeep
It means I can get just a little more sleep
It’s enough to make a true mountaineer weep
To get to the top

not alone

I have to confess it’s a bit of a slog
And sometimes I think I need a guide dog
Fit folk would run at a moderate jog
Up to the top

 I walked up the Canigou last Saturday 

My grandson, aged six, soon set to the chase
My son in his forties walked at fast pace
 I crawled like a snail halfway from first base
Up to the top

I walked up the Canigou last Saturday

But when I get there the rewards are intense
Time to let self-adulation commence
The views from the summit are truly immense
Up at the top

I walked up the Canigou last Saturday

 For more information about this wonderful land download ‘The Conflent Tales’ Vols 1 and 2 (same author) onto your kindle or kindle app.

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