Travelling Trev

Welcome to Travelling Trev - Addicted to mountains!

Welcome to my Website - Travelling Trev.
My philosophy is Carpe Diem - Seize the Day!

I know life is precious and I am determined not to waste it. 
I believe kindness prevails.

'Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
Old time is still a-flying
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying'

Robert Herrick
It's been over a decade since I started this site and it has become a detailed record of my severe mountain addiction. I hope it educates and inspires.

'The mountains are calling and I must go.'
John Muir

    • Oh Me! Oh Life! by Walt Whitman

    Oh me! O life! of the questions of these recurring,
    Of the endless trainees of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,
    Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
    Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d
    Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
    Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
    The question, O me! so sad, recurring–What good amid these,
    O me, O life?

    Answer

    That you are here–that life exists and identity,
    That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
    What will your verse be?






    And when the night falls around me
    And I don't think I'll make it through
    I'll use your light to guide the way
    'Cos all ll I think about is you

    Three Doors Down



    The wind blows hard against this mountain side
    Across the sea into my soul
    It reaches into where I cannot hide
    Setting my feet upon the road

    Page/George/Lang



    Like a shooting star flying across the room
    So fast so far; you were gone too soon
    You're a part of me and I'll never be the same here without you
    You were gone too soon
    Shine on…

    Comeau/Kiriakou/Bouvier

    'To a person uninstructed in natural history, his country or sea-side stroll is a walk through a gallery filled with wonderful works of art, nine-tenths of which have their faces turned to the wall. Teach him something of natural history, and you place in his hands a catalogue of those which are worth turning round.'

    Thomas Henry Huxley, British biologist and educator



    From this day to the ending of the world,
    But we in it shall be remember'd;
    We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
    For he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.

    From Shakespeare's Henry V, 1598




    I shall be telling this with a sigh
    Somewhere ages and ages hence:
    Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
    I took the one less travelled by,
    And that has made all the difference.

    Robert Frost
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