I feel better when I am…

I feel better when I am…
I feel better when I am climbing up a hill, with mates egging each other on to climb faster and further.
Setting up camp for the night with cups of tea and laughter being the best delight.
A brisk cold wind has us all scurry into our tents, as we knuckle down for the night.
The next day with sun shining bright, buzzing for the next challenge that gets thrown at us.
Set off did we into doomy armageddon, with rain as cold as ice.
And wind nearly blowing us down, carried on we did, all as one.
For the weather could not break our laughs and cheers, as we climbed higher and higher.
Almost crying for it to stop, but carried on through the day.
Finally ending the challenge, soaked through to our bones, still laughing about it all.
With eagerness we wait for the next challenging trip, that one called they call the coast to coast.