Snowdon

Like Medusa, I also decided to set off without the rest of the team. However my journey was not alone but with other friends, they'd had the marvellous idea of walking up Snowdon. Great I thought, that'll be great practice of walking up and down hill, plus I may have new material (jokes/insults) for the next time the team walk together. I also thought I could recycle the jokes I had but found I still got the same groans, somethings never change.

So off we set from Llanberis heading towards the ranger path. The first bit of ice was quickly found at the first stile however the crampons were kept in their bag the next time we set foot on snow/ice would be when we got on the ranger path a couple of hours later.

After a quick stop for a sarnie and a brew (this team brew en-route - warning fellow OUCHers we may have just been out-geeked here). Also after the last team hike it was nice to actually be able to see your food, actually scrub that thought who really needs to see a jam sandwich?

The mountain beckoned as soon we were in the snow. Snow angels were discussed but after the first not so soft landing one was decided to be the ideal number. This was a little unfortunate really since everywhere else the snow was so fine and powdery we couldn't even make snowballs.

Mnemosyne clearly unaccustomed to such continuous assents was thoroughly grateful when the top was finally reached. She skipped out on the last dozen steps to the trig point, promising to run up the stairs an extra time when back at the hostel (well it was more of a walk than a run).

Now it was time to head down the mountain via the Llanberis path. The views were lovely there were pretty icicles (but not enough for ice climbing (well if you have an ice axe and crampons...)) and the air force were training in area so there was plenty of opportunities for photos.

By the time dusk was falling we were back in Llanberis, a little tired but ready for the next stop, the pub!