So I'm bored on Friday night, wondering what to do on Saturday. At that moment, I received a text out of the blue from a couple of old college friends, they're off to Snowdon to try and climb it and wondered if I wanted to go.
So, left at 7am today and we drove all the way to
that bit of England where the road signs are spelt funny Wales to tackle this big ol' hill.
We went up a path called the Miner's path, and came down one called the Pyg path. These were recommended to us as intermediate paths, so we assumed they'd be pretty flat and easy. How wrong we were.
Some bits of it involved climbing rocks, and even a little bit of scrambling in places. We didn't mind though, was enough to be fun without being too scary.
Took my compact camera with me, as I thought the DSLR would be too unweildy and may get damaged, hence low-ish photo quality.
Scenery was pretty good from the outset:
The summit, from way down below...
Ruins by a lake:
It's said the water from these lakes is pure enough to drink. I can confirm it fucking well isn't, it tasted like salt with a vaguely pukey aftertaste.
Lots of rocks. Oh yes indeed:
Same ruins as before, closer up. No idea what this building was, and who thought it'd be a good idea to live in the mountains. Bet the milkman hated them:
Little waterfalls like this fed the lakes:
Snow? On Snowdon? You don't say... this stuff was actually about 10 inches deep, we had a play around in it - there's nothing quite like having a snowball fight in 18 degree weather!
Crystal clear water. Still tasted like arse though:
This, apparently, is a path. Bugger, wasn't expecting this! :
Halfway up, and the peak becomes clearer:
Remember this picture, I'll be referring to it again in a bit:
Don't look down!:
My mates climbing one of the less tricky sections:
That same lake from a couple of pictures ago, from MUCH higher up:
Me, walking like a bit of a gheyer:
My friends navigating one of the man-made steppy bits. These were few and far between:
Me and a mate navigating one of the less man-made bits (I'm in the green)...
My mate's girlfriend managed to capture the precise moment I slipped and nearly chinned myself on the rocks (go on, laugh!) :
It's that lake again, from even higher up - almost there!