Thursday 26 March 2020

The Mountain Pass

The mountain of High Hrothgar had stood proudly for thousands of years, casting a solemn shadow for miles around.

 Few dared to venture close to its base, let alone scale its heights, fearing what awaited at the summit. For one brave adventurer, the folk lore surrounding the mysteries of High Hrothgar provided an opportunity just too tempting to resist. Some called him courageous, others foolish, but it mattered not to him now.

 Bracing himself against the torrent of icy wind that rushed towards him down the narrow pass, the lone figure prepared himself for the challenge ahead. He took a deep breath, feeling the frozen air rush into his lungs, and took a bold step onto the path to High Hrothgar.

So he persevered and started to climb High Hrothgar, it took 3 unpleasant days to get to the top. Very rarely do people climb it as it's too dangerous because of its treacherous winds and shivering temperatures. The mountain has tricky trails you have to climb and a gushing river which will take you to the edge of the mountain where the biggest waterfall is, that he is willing to attempt.

At night he got to a little cave and built a fire. The night plummeted to -30 degrees. He hardly got any sleep during the night. In the morning he had porridge to warm himself up and started his adventure again. He had to climb an ice wall with his pick axes. When he got to the top he was exhausted but he kept on going. When he was passing a cave he saw skeletons - it gave him bad thoughts, he took pictures of it so he had proof that he saw dead people and that if he made it to the top people would see it.

On the second night High Hrothgar had a blizzard, and in the morning he was covered head to toe in snow! His tummy rumbled as he did not eat dinner because he was short of food. He accidentally burnt his usual porridge but he still ate it as he was hungry. At the village they all thought he was dead on the first day but a radio report stated that a skier saw him and took photos for the newspaper and radio company to make a report.

He had a successful descent and when he got to the village all of the people held a party for him. He then spoke to say how hard it was. The villagers didn’t really know him so he said his name… Garry Smith.

The End

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