Having spent the day in the Peak District, we drove across to Wales. Lars was keen to bag a peak, so it had to be Snowdon. We had an easier time finding a campsite in the dark and even chanced upon a pub serving cheap curry, which sounded (and tasted) far better than the noodles we had.

The next frosty morning I coaxed Lars out from under the duvet with a coffee and bacon butties and on to Pen-y-Pass we went. We walked up the Pyg track and back on the gloriously sunny day, with the ever beautiful views of Snowdonia and a generous helping of snow to trample on. We weren’t the only ones out!

Frozen stream
Frozen stream
More ice
More ice
Gotta love the views
Gotta love the views
Nearly there....
Nearly there....
Shadows on Snowdon
Shadows on Snowdon
Food break
Food break on the way down
It wouldn't be Wales without some sheep
It wouldn't be Wales without some sheep

Well, there’s not much more to say than that. The following day was miserable with rain and we drove, taking the scenic back roads down through Wales, eventually to the south coast.

I have been up Snowdon several times before, but never in the Winter… and this time was definitely the favourite. This winter in England thing isn’t so bad after all!

HAPPY XMAS TO ALL! Hope you’ve had a good year and that the next one’s even better…