‘Twas the Night Before Fuji

Twas the night before Fuji,
when all through the house,
the two of us were stirring,
yes me and my spouse.

The backpacks we packed,
crammed the hiking gear with care,
in hopes that the stuff that we need
will be there.

Early morning we’ll rise,
get up with the sun.
Take the train to the bus,
a couple hours, we’re done.

We start at station 5,
go walking toward the peak.
Hoping our legs stay strong,
and our pace isn’t meek.

By the end of the day,
our mountain hut we should see.
At 11,300 feet,
we eat, rest and …well, you know the rest.

Friday morning we rise,
it’ll be early and cold
When the sun does comes up,
the peak we’ll behold.

That’s it for now,
this story’s on hold.
More to come later,
to let you know how we rolled.