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Hendre Isaf NT Base Camp & The Carneddau Range, Snowdonia - 3
15th - 17th April 2011 |
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The cloud began to lift and as we continued south, the mountains of Snowdonia, on the opposite side of the A5, were now clearly visible. To the north-west, in bright sunshine, we could see the A5 heading towards the town of Bethesda. As the path swings to the south prior to the ascent of the final summit of the day, the ridge drops off steeply down to the road below. It was only upon reaching the summit of Pen yr Ole Wen that so much more of the landscape was revealed to us. To the east, Ogwen Valley. To the south, Tryfan ("Adam and Eve" now one behind the other), The Glyders and Llyn Idwal (Lake Idwal), nestled in Cwm Idwal, the hanging valley. Lake Idwal is named after a son of Owain Gwynedd, one of the ancient Princes of Wales, legend stating that the unfortunate offspring was murdered by being drowned in the lake. Behind it all, the tallest of them all, Mt Snowdon. Looking down, directly below us, a sheer drop, Llyn Ogwen (Ogwen (Lake Ogwen). From here we descended Yr Ole Wen, a drop of some 600 metres, the path twisting and turning between rock and boulder, sometimes scree, sometimes steps, generally solid underfoot but hard on the thighs, as I would discover the next day. We made it down to the lake and followed a path along the inside of the lake, past a group of girl hikers arguing amongst themselves, past Ogden Cottage on the edge of the lake, past a farm, crossing several stiles, much of the terrain being wetland and mushy underfoot, until we eventually reached a road that led back to the A5. Here Dave and Tim got into a conversation with another hiker, resulting in Dave getting a lift about a mile or so down the road to fetch the car. |
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We owed Dave Ashby much in terms of picking out the route and leading us safely along it. In the kitchen, on the hikes or wherever it may be, he is prone to whistling or singing to himself or jabbering away incessantly. Whilst I am not sure whether I am drawn to his singing voice, I have to say that his leadership as a hiker is second to none! Back at Hendre Isaf, we chilled out and shared our walking experience with the other groups. Anne Young had done Mt Snowdon horseshoe, which included the precarious ridge of Crib Goch. In the evening, we ended up in the same pub and the steak and ale pie went down well! Sunday morning, Dougie and I debated whether to do a short walk or stop somewhere, however he expressed a desire to get back early, so we headed along the A5 along the River Dee valley through truly splendid countryside. We arrived back late afternoon around four. The weekend had reminded me once more what a fantastic country Wales is, a hiker's paradise indeed. |
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