The next morning (Monday) we had a quick introduction and then drove down the road to the car park where I had spent the weekend. We did a day of navigation practice around the capel curig area to see the standard of navigation that the students were at. this course consisted of 4 cadet adult instructors and 2 cadets. Their navigation was much better than the previous courses and so the day went very smoothly.
|Moel Sia Bod and Snowdon in background|
|Area we did Navigation|
|The Devils Kitchen|
|Snow on the Glyders|
|Tryfan East face|
Now, I'm not going to lie, I had no idea where we parked up and started our expedition. All i know is that it was at the other end of the Carneddau to Llyn Ogwen. We set off from a dead end car park in the middle of no where and headed up to 'Drum (760m)', 'Foel Fras (942m)' and 'Garnedd uchaf (926m)'. This day was bitterly cold and windy. As we ascended higher, we started to notice rime was forming on the ground and the fence posts. The further up we walked, the thicker it got, until at 900m when everything turned white with rime.
The students navigated us to 'Foel Grach (976m)' where we found a bothy and took shelter from the wind and cold to talk more about bothies. As the afternoon drew towards evening, we dropped down out of the wind to ' Ffrynnon Llynffanr' where we wild camped. We discovered when we reached the Llyn a crashed aircraft from the 1950s. The evening got colder and the wind picked up. As we all settled into our tents, we knew that we were in for a long night.
I woke many times during the night. The wind was fierce, the snow heavy. When 0530 came, I woke again, this time I decided to get up. The first feeling I encountered when getting out of my sleeping bag was how cold and breezy it was inside the tent. Upon unzipping the inner, I found the wind had opened the outer door, exposing the loose items within the porch to the mountains outside. And to this day, they still remain scattered around the Carneddau mountainside. Others had had this problem too. We packed up the camp site, and headed off up towards 'Carnedd Llewelyn (1064m)'
|Sunrise from our camp site|
|Our Campsite by the lake|
So this concludes my week of climbing and instructing in the Snowdonia national park, and draws to a close, my 2 weeks spent in the mountains. I now know that this is what I want to do. The mountains my home, my office. I shall return soon, now that the hills are hibernating under a blanket of snow, the axes and crampons shall be making an encore for the season to come. Bring on the winter!