All times on photos are GMT - forgot to change the time on my camera!
Lambs in the opposite our start point.
Looking over Fron towards Moel Famau from our start point.
View of Moel amau from the edge of Cilcain.
Primrose flowering by the track we shouldn't have been on.
Decision time Moel Famau or a muddy path?
Moel Famau won - this is our lunch spot.
Attempting the bag technique - and it worked!
On Offa's Dyke Footpath heading for Moel Llys-y-coed.
The normal descent of Moel Llys-y-coed till filled by a snow drift.
Is this the final view of Moel Famau just before getting back to the cars?
The last View of Moel Famau from our start taken at 18-25 BST.Walk stats: Distance: 8.4 miles, (9.5 miles for me), Climb: 1884'.
Time: 5 house 4 minutes. On the move walking average: 2.1 m.p.h. Overall walk average: 1.7 m.p.h.
On the move walking average on my newest GPS : 2.5 m.p.h. (after lunch only).
Group: Martyn, Sue Pelissier, Mike, Jim, LeRoi and Mal.
If you believed the weather forecast given on Tuesday, you would have stayed at home. Thankfully six of us didn't and enjoyed a really good walk in what you could say was variable weather conditions including warm sunshine, hail, snow, drizzle, but very little wind. Most of the walk was completed without any precipitation falling.
Our only problem was a farmer and son who were a little stroppy when we went up the track to the farm when we missed the sign for the footpath.
Arriving at Moel Famau, we sheltered on the South side while we had our lunch as it had just started to snow.
As we headed along the Offa's Dyke Footpath towards Moel Arthur, the Vale of Clwyd was bathed in sunshine - this was probably our best views of the day, although w did get good views of Moel Arthur as we descended Moel Llys-y-coed.
We arrived back at the cars, having had a good walk and feeling better for it.
Birds seen or heard today included: Common chaffinch, Great tit, Raven, Jackdaw, Rook, Common pheasant, Carrion crow, Black-billed magpie and Common buzzard.
After walk drinks were enjoyed at the Britannia Inn at Halkyn, where the Lees Bitter tasted particularly good, one dissenter had a Guinness and the Latte coffee looked good.
Arriving home, I found that I had lost one of my gloves, not one three really and decided to return to the start to see if I could find it. It wasn't there, so I decided to walk up the road as far as the riding farm, as I remembered stopping a couple of times. It wasn't at the spot where I took the last view of Moel Famau, but it was where I had stopped just before. A time to rejoice over not one lost glove being found, but three! The moral of the story is to always check your pockets after investigating a happy bush!