As the nights slowly draw in
And the weather forecast warns of heavy rain
Only the few will venture forth
Into the mist and cloud
Onward and upward
Guided only by map and compass
Finding their way
Unerringly to Arms and Great Links
Then as the rain clears
And the skies lift
Out to the tramway in the shadow of Great Nodden
Round and back
To pick off yet one more summit
Before heading back
To Frank's friendly place
For a cool draught
Then, predictably, the heavens open
For the drive home