No pictures yet, but you never know, they may arrive from other sources later!
Distance: 6 miles; Climb: 2400', Time: Unknown; Walking Average: Data not available; Overall walk average: Data not available.
Group: Dave J, Richard, Celia, Fran and Tito.
A small breakaway party from the Harris Hikers ventured forth without Martyn on Saturday. It was over the pint at Chirk last Thursday that Celia cajoled Richard and Dave Jenkins to take her up Moel Siabod and Tito and Fran took the opportunity to join the group. It was the one week end of the year when Martyn takes himself off with Gary Leslie et al to let his hair down and enjoy a touch of Jazz in South Wales.
The day started well though Fran perhaps shouldn’t have had so many glasses of wine the previous evening. Dave picked up Fran Tito and Celia at 8 a.m and took the party to Ysceifiog where Richard took over the role and drove us all to Snowdonia He did a bit of moaning that his car wasn’t used to such a weight in the back but it seemed to manage the job. Betws has lost its charm with the “shopping experience” being more important than the countryside for most visitors but we had to agree that it was better that most people stick to the shops and leave the mountains to the few. How snotty is that!!
Tito took some ribbing for his pink socks and whilst he is rather partial to pink, owning a number of shirts and baseball caps in the tone, he seemed to think his very pink socks were not pink. We are not sure what he sees but in any case who cares.
We walked up Siabod by taking the Daear Ddu ridge (I think) which was quite a scramble, but thoroughly enjoyed by all.
On the summit we had lunch and what a view!. Richard and Dave discussed quietly but at reasonable length, the position of the Moels in view and after a number of compass readings all was agreed and honour satisfied. Snowdon was covered for most of the time with mist but we were blessed with much kinder weather walking in tee shirts and shorts all day. We did get a fine view of Snowdon and the surrounding hills when the mist lifted For once there was little discussion about the time for the break as the “top” coincided quite nicely with “lunch time” Clearly everyone knows what time lunch time is, so the exact time does not need to recorded here.
The walk down was fairly leisurely and not too steep, looking over the valley to Plas y Brennin. We enjoyed strolls through forests and woods - Braich Bryn- Engan and Coed Bryn Engan. We debated the cons and cons of the conifer forests but as Fran enjoys the sound and light created by them they do have a pro. We passed quite a large, youthful and friendly party going up just as we were reaching the bottom. Apparently some of the group were training for a trip to Morrocco.
Celia and Fran got a sublime swim at the end of the walk. Temperature not Mediterranean but not shocking either and for both it was the first UK open air swim of the year.
The day ended well with a pint or so at the Fox in Ysceifiog and Richard had the pleasure of being the driver and being able to walk home after his bevy.
Whilst we had a fabulous day we all noted that we kept looking round feeling that there was someone missing as indeed there was – We hope you had a good weekend Martyn and Happy Birthday for next week.
A quiet day for flora and fauna - no sightings sent to the recorder!
Thanks to Fran for her account of this acccent of Moel Siabod.
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