We went in Summer, to balance out
Our freezing trip to Cauldron Snout
But withered in the blazing heat
Parched boulders cooking aching feet
Sore and red we struggled on
Rucksacks weighing half a ton
And water bottles soon ran dry
In scorching sun of mid July
Near the water's loud cascade
There still arose no hope of shade
Yet none of this could cancel out
The ecstasy of Cauldron Snout