YC met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: A walking stick and KIMM sack
Stand in The Pennines. Near them on Meldon Hill,
Half sunk, a shattered trig-point lies, whose stone
And crumbling mortar and view of Cow Green Reservoir
Tell that few walkers venture here;
And on the trig-point these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of walkers,
Look on my peat bogs, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level bogs stretch far away.
For the record, YC added Meldon Hill and Blackstone Edge to his list of 2,000 footers. He thought he had also ticked off Murton Fell. But a later inspection of his guide book revealed that he had climbed the wrong "top" - if the flat peat hags can be so described. So another trip to the lone and level peat bogs beckons.