My dear friend is decorated with special jewellery
Plastic but prized like platinum.
Across the proud breast are ingots of annual conquest
Of campaigns and camaraderie.
They tell of pilgrimage among brothers and sisters
A loyalty spanning generations.
This treasure from the mountain doesn’t sparkle
But sparks conversation and respect
And heralds a unique band
Who are the storied Whitewater passholders.
Glenn Hicks, Nelson
