The Liverpool skyline as we descend towards Castle Wood.
Holiday experiences on the menu as they meander through Castle Wood.
Moel Famau and the Clwydian Hilld from the trig point on Billins, Halkyn Mountain.
At the trig point on Billins, Halkyn Mountain.
Lime kilns on the South west side of Bryn Mawr Quarry.
Our lunch spot on the North of the Pant-y-pwll-dwr Quarry.
Looking North across the Pant-y-pwll-dwr Quarry.
"Do we really have to go up there?"
The panorama looking Northwards from the Moel-Ffagnallt Millenium Cairn.
Capped mine shafts on Halkyn Mountain as w head for the Catch wireless masts.
Walk stats: Distance: 9.6 miles. Climb: 1141'.
Time: 5 hours 26 minutes. On the move walking average: 2.3 m.p.h. Overall wealk average: 1.8 m.p.h.
Group: Martyn, Jim. Celia and Paul.
This turned out to be a superb day for walking, largely Sunny, pleasantly warm and occasionally a cooling breeze.
Distant views were good, especially towards the Dee estuary and the Clwydian Hills.
Our only disappointment was to find the path we usually take along the West side of the Pant-y-pwll-dwr Quarry is now closed. This forced us to rethink the route and find a new lunch spot. This trned out to be a small quarry North of the Pant-y-pwll-dwr Quarry, where we found plenty of suitable stones to sit on. Thankfully we were also hidden from the passing traffic on the nearby road.
after lunch we headed along the East side of the Pant-y-pwll-dwr Quarry, much of it on a path that gave extensive views into this vast quarry.
Our planned route was to take us across fields to Moe-Ffagnallt via Lilly Hill farm, but this time our way was blocked by a flood on the road East of Cefn-y-gildia farm, and much too deep for Celia to test out her new boots!
After a short rest at the Millenium Cairn on Moel-Ffagnallt we headed across Halkyn Mountain back to the start.
Birds seen or heard today included: Common buzzard, Jackdaw, Raven, Common kestrel, Black-billed magpie, Goldfinch, House sparrow and Barn swallow.
After walk drinks were enjoyed at the Blue Bell Inn at Halkyn where one of the real ciders went down well. Celia was a bit mift as her usual "posh" lager was no longer on offer and she had to put up with a bottle of Pirroni.