Pushing up, griping up, searing up, burning up - must get up.
Cerulean waves splash and dash to the left like a Woolf To The Lighthouse. People stand locked in a moment due to the true meaning of the word awesome.
Come on get up there. Soles of giddy rubber push scree down. Up. Get up.
Twisted muscles of effort suddenly iron out and there it is. The salty wind dances all round you. You smile. This is what it's all about. If you need clarity, serenity or to be humbled get up here - the view is wonderful. read more