Trip report: A week in Wales
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Tuesday
The weather this morning wasn't as good, but that was OK, as we would be travelling today.
We set off south across the Island, this time taking the motorway across another bridge (previously a railway bridge) and the set off into the mountains of Snowdonia - note these aren't serious mountains like the Alps or Rockies - they are up to 3000ft high, but they are nice and can get some extreme weather due to the presence of the Atlantic.
We were camping on a sheep farm in the valley - the sheep graze the surrounding mountains:
The weather had improved and although I was starting to suffer badly from a cold virus picked up in London on Friday I insisted we get out onto the mountains while the weather was unseasonably good. The climb up from the farm was difficult as there was no defined path, which meant struggling through heather and thorns:
Feeling ill and finding it very hard work in the late afternoon I did worry if we had bitten off more than we could chew by selecting this climb, especially since it would be getting dark in a few hours. But we persevered.
Sally enjoying the sun on the summit:
We crossed the ridge to the next peak:
We found a route down and back through the farm yard:
We could then relax in the sun (and go to the farm house to get a shower).
The weather this morning wasn't as good, but that was OK, as we would be travelling today.
We set off south across the Island, this time taking the motorway across another bridge (previously a railway bridge) and the set off into the mountains of Snowdonia - note these aren't serious mountains like the Alps or Rockies - they are up to 3000ft high, but they are nice and can get some extreme weather due to the presence of the Atlantic.
We were camping on a sheep farm in the valley - the sheep graze the surrounding mountains:
The weather had improved and although I was starting to suffer badly from a cold virus picked up in London on Friday I insisted we get out onto the mountains while the weather was unseasonably good. The climb up from the farm was difficult as there was no defined path, which meant struggling through heather and thorns:
Feeling ill and finding it very hard work in the late afternoon I did worry if we had bitten off more than we could chew by selecting this climb, especially since it would be getting dark in a few hours. But we persevered.
Sally enjoying the sun on the summit:
We crossed the ridge to the next peak:
We found a route down and back through the farm yard:
We could then relax in the sun (and go to the farm house to get a shower).
