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| View down the Ogwen Valley, Wales, February 2013 |
"Will there be snow?" asked Olly, my old climbing mate, as he picked through his old gear bags pulling out crampons, axes and odd-shaped nuts.
"Naaah..." I said looking at the Snowdon summit webcam, which showed a snow-free summit blattered in rain.
Of course it was freezing that night, and a front went through, which meant snow above 800m.
"Oh." We both said as we turned the corner and saw Tryfan. So we had one axe, and one set of crampons, and one helmet (and one rucksack - someone forgot their's), and tottered up and over Tryfan in lovely sunny weather.
"Very alpine," said Olly, and I agreed.
Later we called it a day as we climbed higher on Glyder Fach and started to slip about a bit too much.
"I have a bad feeling about this," said Olly as I slid across an icy block. Our grade 1 three-star scramble had turned into a bit of a winter route.
We backed off, walked down to the valley and went to the pub for fish and chips.
"Imagine," said Olly later, "Jane won't believe I was in bed by 10 o'clock after only two beers."
The next day we went for a walk up Cadair Idris, a beautiful mountain of which I saw nothing, nada, not a thing. :(.
Rain and cloud most of the way up, complete with a staggering wind on the ridge and summit.
Olly's compass pointed south when it should have been pointing north, forcing us to check an iPhone for our direction.
Oh, the times have changed! Fun weekend.
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| On the top of Tryfan, cold... |
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| The Glyders, early February 2013 |
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| Checking the guidebook |
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| Sunday lunch, out in a field in Wales. On the way to Cadair Idris |
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Puddles on Cadair Idris approach
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