During the holidays I walked up Mount Wellington with my dad. When I walked up the mountain I was brave and I didn't give up. Mount Wellington is very steep and high. We got hot and tired.
After we had climbed down the mountain we had a picnic. I ate noodles which we had bought from the Noodle Canteen.
When we got home my dad said that we would be going back to Mount Wellington again on Sunday with my sister. I said that my sister and I would have a race up the mountain. My mum smiled and said that she would be the judge. I am looking forward to next Sunday.