In 2003 Don wrote the poem Under Compassberg, here is the last stanza ….
Scatter my ashes
on the summit I so loved
Let the dolerite have
what’s left of me.
When the wind blows from the north
the scent of agathosma will enfold me.
On 21 and 22 March 2009 we gave him his wish and here is a photo record of it.