This is my first blog post so I’m probably going to ramble on, but I really fancied a go at this so here goes nothing…
Friday arose and our plan was to go to Snowdonia, Wales and climb a mountain… any mountain as long as we were out. We stopped in a small cottage, tucked away in the depths of Penmachno, with no wifi, no signal, just the company of an open fire. It was just what you’d imagine ( and was definitely what I needed ).
Weather reports were showing gale force winds and torrential rain for Sunday, but we had high hopes it would pass over.
Surprisingly we woke up to clear blue skies with zero wind and just a thin layer of frost layering the ground. Now that’s what we wanted!
We packed up our things and headed for the mountains. A quick stop for coffee and a good old full English was definitely needed before we could take on a day in the mountains.
We came to an agreement that we would aim to summit Y’garn (a mountain across the valley from Mount Snowdon) by lunch time and be back before 3pm. Cameras were packed, spare batteries, you know the “real” essentials and it was time to set off.
It was a steady walk to the bottom, around a calm lake, then the accent started. The path slowly steepened and got more rugged. Then, all of a sudden, we came over a crest to find a huge bowl, caked with beautiful freshly laid snow. Yes! Time to get some “bangers”!
The climb to the summit was steady and easy going but the views were spectacular. With no haze you could see for miles across the top of Snowdonia.
We finally reached the top in complete silence. No wind. No rain, nothing. Just ice cold air and views that would be remembered for a lifetime. I couldn’t stop taking photos it was like a dream.
After a good chill and a reenergise it was time to head to the bottom for that well deserved cuppa! A steady few hours and we were back to the van, worn out but with huge smiles all around. What a sick day.
If you’re still here, thank you, I hope enjoyed some insight into my images and I’ll see you in the next one!