I’m back! And I climbed a mountain.
Hi everybody! Sorry I haven’t had any posts in awhile. I think I overloaded on blogging and needed a little break. But I’m back and all sorts of exciting things have happened. For today I’ll tell you about our hiking adventure in Wales a couple of weeks ago.
The H and I hiked Snowdon Mountain, the highest mountain in England and, at 3560 feet, the highest mountain The H and I have climbed.
We started early in hopes of avoiding the predicted rain. We planned on taking the more difficult path, Crib Goch, which goes along a horse-shoe shaped ridge, but it was very windy so we stuck to the more popular Pyg Path. I’m sure the Crib Goch route would have been spectacular but I was very glad to have skipped it. We could see people up on the ridge crawling to keep from blowing off. As we reached the summit it became very windy and The H was nearly knocked off trying to catch his hat as it blew across the now-unused rail tracks. The best part was when the rain started and the wind blew it so fast it stung as it hit our faces. Oh yeah, and it was mixed with flying rocks and gravel. Woo-hoo!
You can see our route here starting with the green marker “Begain walking to Snowden Mountain.”
We were up there:
The path around Llyn Llydaw:
Windy on top:
About to rain:
Too many people on top:
mysterious rock structure: