Mountains to Myself

Work travel and plenty of annual leave meant I escaped back to the hills on Tuesday afternoon. I spent a wonderful three hours on the Carneddau, at one point accompanied by the police helicopter, coastguard helicopter and an RAF Hawk, but mostly in complete silence and with the range to myself. I sometimes question whether it’s worth the effort of getting out, particularly when conditions aren’t great, but days like this are an amazing reminder of why all the hassle is definitely worthwhile.

Tryfan teasing before the cloud cleared /dropped. © Haydn Williams 2016

Tryfan teasing before the cloud cleared /dropped. © Haydn Williams 2016

Looking across the Lleyn Peninsula. © Haydn Williams 2016

Looking across the Lleyn Peninsula. © Haydn Williams 2016

Summit of Carnedd Dafydd. © Haydn Williams 2016

Summit of Carnedd Dafydd. © Haydn Williams 2016

Getting late across Ysgolion Duon. © Haydn Williams 2016

Getting late across Ysgolion Duon. © Haydn Williams 2016

Still on the summit of Pen yr Ole Wen; seven minutes until sunset! © Haydn Williams 2016

Still on the summit of Pen yr Ole Wen; seven minutes until sunset! © Haydn Williams 2016

Second set of pink mountains in a week! © Haydn Williams 2016

I basically ran from left to right, then back again. © Haydn Williams 2016

Fading light over Y Garn. © Haydn Williams 2016

Fading light over Y Garn. © Haydn Williams 2016