The walk started in pleasant weather and the path was easy to cover quite quickly. However, as has been the norm this week, once we got to about 2000 feet we entered cloud and the wind picked up. The Snowdon tourist train passed below us and lesser men might have been tempted to hop on, but not the members of this expeditionary force. We passed under the track and were met by other walkers in distress. The cloud had masked the edge of the ridge where a landslide had carried away a family of wood lice on their annual excursion to a damp, dark place under a stone. No such worries for us though. Pushing on through the wind and the rain, with hope in our hearts, we were never walking this lonely path again so we tried to enjoy it.
We reached the summit and what joy to find a café where we could buy hot tea and fridge magnets. And the tea was hot. Thus fortified, we started the yomp back to base, passing a multitude of less sure footed mountaineers who politely stepped aside as we approached.
Back in the car en route to our lodgings, the reason for that politeness became apparent when Gilly remarked, "Is that smell us?"
Yes folks, we were aglow with freshness!
Happy dunking. Cider is better than apples!
 |
| Snowdonia before the deluge. |
 |
| Closing in on the objective |
 |
| Pointing the way |
 |
| Objective Taken |
No comments:
Post a Comment