Summermoot 1992

Malcx Moot Too — A report on Summermoot 1992

Twas Friday night the 4th of September

The beginning of a weekend to enjoy and remember

We had gathered in Wales for Malcx Moot Too

To challenge Yr Wyddfa, we intrepid few,

Malcolm, Annie, Martin and don't let us miss

Nina and Monica, Steve, Richard and Chris.

We pitched our tents in the glow of car lights,

Contemplating the morrow and our trip to the heights,

'Cept Annie and Martin, who thought the weather was fine

Had opted instead to go down the mine.

So next day we six left, each agog

While the other two went to Ffestiniog.

We parked the cars and went on our way

Up steps on the path we would follow that day.

Relentlessly upwards but to give it its due

It would up through the most marvellous view.

The summit was still distant so on we pressed

With age as well as muscles being put to the test.

Then at last we made it, the mountains crown

Now all we had to do was to get back down.

But first some refreshments with something to eat,

Admire the scenery, rest tired feet.

Then Malcolm urged us to be on our way,

We must reach the bottom by the end of the day.

Across ridges, over peaks and down scree slopes

Should we have been tied together with ropes?

It slowly got dark as the sun descended,

But we'd made it, our mountain challenge had ended.

Back at Malcolm's we joined the other two,

To relax and enjoy the barbecue.

Soon our appetites were sated with wonderful food

The company was great and so was the mood.

Eventually, feeling tired, to the campsite we went,

With a fierce wind threatening to blow away the tent.

In the morning it was raining and everything was damp,

So soon after breakfast we decided to break camp.

But we'd defeated the mountain, weathered rain and gales,

So thanks Malcx for the great weekend in Wales.