Snowdon had captured my dreams from anothers' photograph of a ❤️ shaped lake that lay along the way to the Summit. I was wanted to behold it with my own eyes. So, one stormy morning, I started at the head of the Pig's Trail to hike up the highest mountain in Wales.
It was not ideal conditions. Nowhere near. Lashing rain. Gusting winds as only Wales can endure. Visibility of 5 feet. Cold, so COLD! Even before I reached a third of the way, hikers had turned back and warned off deteriorating and treachorous wet conditions. But, I was there only for the day and nothing would keep me away from the summit. So I resolutely marched on, holding on to the cliffs for support and shelter. It was a sheer drop on one side and ragged stones on the other. The winds buffeted me on to the rocks often but that was better than the other side, after all! ☺️
THE HEART OF THE MOUNTAIN
Along the way, more water bodies as the fog briefly lifted
When I finally summitted after 2.5 hours, was I glad to see the rest station barely open! They were closing early due to the conditions but I managed to get a scone with clotted cream for my effort! Well worth it!
Back on the way down, it was steam run :)
AN UNFORGETTABLE EXPERIENCE! I WILL GLADLY GO BACK!
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