June 20, 2015 by mincs1 Scramble (personal photo) Mount Yamnuska stony cliff face scramble allows us to pass Black crow swoops noisy caw across our path comic relief flight Gravel scree slope descends below flat rock wall face laughs rise as boots glide Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
Awesome photo! I bet that was a great experience!
Thanks, Jarrod! It was a great experience. I don’t feel that I have a fear of heights but I have to admit that there were a couple of times on this hike that my stomach did a little flip when I looked down the sheer cliff faces 🙂 And nothing compares to descending a mountain as you ski/run through scree!
I love your photo, it looks professional! Your poem is lovely too, it’s in a form similar to haiku. I like the stanza about the crow 🙂
Thank-you, Katrina! This photo was taken after my husband and I had crossed this crazy thin ledge and passed on to the next shoulder of the mountain. We looked back and had our breath taken away by how impressive what we had just done appeared.
Regarding the crow; throughout the day a crow would swoop just over our heads and flap his wings. I thought he was showing off 🙂 It was a lot of fun!
I like your poetic form here; closer to tanka than haiku but if I am not mistaken you have three haiku strung together. Neat. The photo is impressive and I think your poem captures your hike quite well. What a thrilling hike that must have been!! My heart would have been in my mouth the whole time. 🙂 You are a brave, courageous woman!