'Twas the night before Christmas, when our family set out
To ascend Mt Seymour, we followed the route
With poles, crampons, and whistles we climbed up the hill
With toques, mittens and down jackets to fight off the chill
We never stopped moving as we climbed higher
Singing carols as if we were 'round the campfire
The path was icy and the mountain was steep
We detoured off path and the snow was so deep
We saw ravens and birds and a hungry Whisky Jack
Perched on Nallie's hand and enjoyed a wee snack
Close to the summit, the winds blew uncontrolled
Probably not the place you'd find a 7 or 9 year old
But we were so close we could see the very top
The kids were ambitious and didn't want to stop
They climbed on all fours it was so steep
We could see the very top of Mystery Peak
At the summit was a moment of great celebration
We had climbed up 1407 meters of elevation
We took pictures as the winds blew wild
Each parent holding one happy child
Then we began the descent back down
We wanted to be quick, there was no one around
Racing down with Daddy as our guide
Taking every opportunity to sit down and slide
The sun was setting as we hiked along
The kids still chirping their Christmas songs
We made it back to the truck and we drove out of sight
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night !
