Great GableA Poem by Wild RoseSitting by "Westmorelands Cairn" on a hot June day We had come up the stony Sty Head path from Wasdale Head It is a long steep(ish) path With lots of looks back (breathers) Down Wastwater lake To where the land meets the sea At Sty Head Tarn; two thousand feet Alt Here is a plateau a junction of ways To four individual valleys and Five or more separate summits
We take the track up into Windy Gap Then back across the side of Great Gable The track steepens now Like a steep shelf clinging to the cliff At three thousand feet it levels off To less steep rocky slope
On the summit cairn north face in a metal plaque In memory of the climbers who fell in The Great War To end all wars they said On the north face where no sun light will shine Like on the faces of those who never returned
On Armistice Sunday a service is held for all climbers lost in all wars From all quarters they come To remember the dead In hail rain snow Nothing has ever stopped the service
Away to the west is a huge cairn Built to mark the edge
of a vertical drop Into Wasdale Head No view down Wastwater lake today The heat haze has hidden the Line where land meets the sea And beyond © 2018 Wild Rose
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8 Reviews Added on May 3, 2018 Last Updated on September 9, 2018 Tags: "Great Gable" "Cumbria" "Lake Di AuthorWild RoseLake Disrtict, Cumbria, United KingdomAboutBA (Hons)Management studies Open University Full tech Cert. Marine: Aviation & Industrial Instrumentation and Conrtol Retired engineering lecturer Ex racing cyclist: fell walker: Camper more..Writing
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