Isaac and I took a week off in September this year and decided to drive up to north Wales for a week of exploring. The truth is that we were slightly dreading climbing Snowdon, it seemed a lot like hard work compared to our other activities, which basically consisted of driving along the coastline, jumping out at secret beaches to swim, walk, snorkel or just admire the view and then jump back in the car and move on. But, we were in Snowdonia and climbing Snowdon was the thing to do!
We took the Llanberis Path on our way up, it was a steep ascent but the view from the top did not disappoint. We had amazing visibility and sat at the top with a well deserved picnic. Our rucksacks were stuffed with layers and an unusual collection of snacks, a beetroot salad (leftover from the night before), some almost stale bread and a malt loaf. Not entirely satisfied by this, we treated ourselves to a restorative flapjack and cup of tea at the summit.
Re-energised, we took the Miners Track back down and marvelled at the views. Hot from walking, we were drawn to the spectacularly clear blue, almost turquoise lakes.
Eventually we made it to Llyn Glaslyn (which translates literally to ‘blue lake’). We’d read in one of our guide books that in Welsh folklore, King Arthur had Sir Bedivere throw his sword Excalibur into Glaslyn, where Arthur’s body was later placed in a boat to be carried away to Afallon (or Avalon). We were quite excited by this and standing by the waters edge, we exchanged a knowing look with one another, we couldn’t resit going for a dip! It was a bit of a scrabble to get into the water, the rocks were mossy and slippery, but once fully submerged it was a deep and icy swim with dramatic mountains as a back drop.
Hypothermia setting in and slightly embarrassed by the passers-by watching us get changed, we were still glad to have taken the plunge and we continued our journey down the mountain feeling rejuvenated.
Nice Stuff We Do 