ramblings and things
Another lot of anxious trainees
To motivate and supervise
Watch the body language and for
Fatigue in their in their dazed eyes.
Hot sweaty feet plunged
Into that cold running stream
Running high from yesterday's
Pouring rain, now but a dream.
Lasts night’s soaking clothes
Having steamed themselves dry
As we walked across the moor
The map and compass to steer by
Following the given bearing
Most time breaking our own track
For to deviate could mean a referee
Sending us a hard penalty mile back.
This scheduled break a little early to
Top waters bottles up before the treat
Of that quite fast current bringing
Some relief to aching sweaty feet.
Two days of Autumn storms
Two days of kit soaking wet
And now this unseasonal hot sun
How much better could it get.
The misery of soaking sleeping bags
And two shivering, broken sleep nights
Disappearing into memory in the heat
And with the end now almost in sight.
Clean feet eased into now dry boots
Take the bearing across this bog
Top heavy packs biting shoulders
As we start the long last slog,
Cold beers tonight in Princetown
After this three day forced drag
All the trainees safely through
And all now with the right to brag.
Fresh eager faces proud at having survived
That we are helping turn slowly into trained men
Tonight we drink with them and they pass on and
We await the next lot’s arrival and we do it all again.
Dartmoor - To Make Or Break