Number in series 70; Year of publication 1986 - Fell and Rock ...

SCOTLANDThe Fell and Rock members come in their drovesTo walk on the hills and the ridges,They come to 'Knock Off a few more Munros,They're never bitten by midges.Their tales of achievement defy repetition,Brave exploits on crampon and ski,They tell of the views that defy definitionEveryone's seen them, but me.They Love Scotland.I trudge up the mountains muddy and tired,By peat bog and slippery heather,The mist shrouds the peaks but undaunted we stride,And pray for a break in the weather.The boots before me are boots that I know,The wet rock's the same as before,The rain that beats down has just turned to snow,And we slither and slide and are sore.'This one's a beauty, the view from the crownIs the best that you ever did see,'But when we arrive the fog has come downAnd the top is no place to be.I Hate Scotland.And then in the evening over their maltThey'll tell you how good was the day;The campsite is boggy, the midges all biteAnd the pub is a long way away.They plan for tomorrow, Oh No not again!What fun it all is they agree....Except Me!PAA.Page 188: Winter ascent of Jones's Route Direct, Scafell. Grade VI ice.Phizacklea CollectionPage 189: The first winter ascent of Mayday Direct, Scafell. Grade V ice.Phizacklea Collection