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Churchstoke Hills   4 comments


Not sure if this collection of high ground has a name (doubtful as hardly anyone seems to have heard of them) so I’m calling them the Churchstoke Hills as that’s where we parked for the walk.


They are fairly prominent on the skyline from the Stiperstones and Long Mynd and look good on the map so worth a trip out to try and fashion some kind of circular walk


Heading out on some fairly vague paths, our first target was Todleth Hill. The path skirted across the slopes but we were on access land so we walked top to the top. A very fine top with expansive views across Shropshire and Welsh borders


The paths were thin and little overgrown in places but easy enough to follow to our next target of Roundton Hill.  It’s small, perfectly formed and brutally steep


For such a diminutive hill it packs a punch of crags and steep slopes and takes a bit of puff to reach its summit



Excellent views from the top made it worth the effort


A panorama shot looking at the rest of our route




Our next target was the highest point in the “range” of Corndon Hill. Only 500m high it’s lower than both the Stiperstones and Long Mynd but as its steep all round it has higher feel both looking from a distance and when you’re on it


We had a brief stop on the lower slopes as we could see a nasty looking shower heading in which duly hit us for our walk across the top.


Lots of paths on the open access land and some sensational views across the surrounding hills and over to the Cheshire plain. A bit wet but a price worth paying for the clear air and sunny spells you get between showers on days like these



It rained for longer than we’d either liked or thought, probably the best part of an hour so we didn’t linger on the summit


We quickly dropped down to the lower paths and noted that the hill of Lan Fawr just off the right of way was also on access land and looked rather good so we went to the top


Despite the very obvious storms still scudding across the borders we caught a lucky break and had a late lunch on the top in glorious bright sunshine



We found a spot looking out to the west and could pick out most of the main summits in Snowdonia (that weren’t obscured by rain storms)





There were dark clouds moving across the horizon and not wanting to push our luck decided to head down



The views were still magnificent and a stretch of green grassy path studded with gnarled tress was especially stunning



This section was just a pleasure, easy angled walking on soft grassy paths with expansive views and most of the route to ourselves



We caught another couple of brief showers and I managed to fall a5rse over t1t off a stile into a field but otherwise an uneventful return the car



A respectable 8 miles  and well over 2000 feet of ascent for such small hills


I’ve had designs on a walk in these hills for a few years now and never quite made the effort to actually make it happen. It rewarded the effort


Having made the route up as we went along it became a fine circuit that I’m sure will become a regular outing such was the quality


Sometimes its Just About Getting Out   10 comments


A short post and a few photos from a walk up Ysgyryd Fawr several weeks back after we’d returned from France.


It had everything I dislike about walking in August. The air was still, it was overcast, humid, and the bracken was smothering the hillsides. The flies were a nuisance.


We sweated our way to the top, feasting on flies as we went


We were glad of a breeze on the summit ridge to cool us down a bit and a blow the flies back to where they came from


We watched a guy flying a small model plane on the summit to keep us entertained


And some brighter interludes before we headed down. Not the absolute most enjoyable walk I’ve taken this year but better than sitting at home


Sometimes its just about getting out……

Posted September 18, 2018 by surfnslide in Brecon Beacons, Wales, Walking

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Road Trip – Tarn Trips Part One   8 comments


We did manage to tear ourselves away from the pleasures of the river by the campsite and en-kayak as it were. To be honest it was really too hot to be doing any kind of dedicated exploring but we thought driving to the top of the gorge and then walking back down (collecting the car later) might be bearable.


Mark and TBH needed to take DB Jr to hospital to check whether he had an ear infection (he hadn’t, just too much jumping in the water likely) so we took the rest of the kids up to the Point Sublime view-point with a view to walking back to the campsite from there. The site is round about in the middle of the photo below


It’s a superb viewpoint but it was a bit hot and hazy. We should really have made some effort to come up first thing in the morning when the skies are clearer and many mornings had mist filling the gorge


It was a very steep and narrow path, dropping pretty much straight down, 400m into the gorge


Even walking downhill in temperatures in the mid-30’s is a hot and sweaty business but all the kids seemed to enjoy the walk



Some of the rock towers and cliffs are spectacular





We walked along the road back to the campsite watching a bungee jumper do their thing from a platform high above the river (wish I’d taken some photos or video, the nearest I’ll ever get to trying it!). We stopped at this view from the mushroom rock beneath which was our favoured jumping spot. The campsite beach is a few hundred yards upstream


This is the view back up to said mushroom rock from the river


Glad we went out but after all that exercise an afternoon of river lazing followed.

On a later day we had an afternoon of torrential thunderstorms and drove through one to the village of St Enemie. It’s a beautiful spot on a sunny day and even on a cloudy wet day its a fine place to spend an hour wandering its narrow streets




As with all the villages in this part of France there is a collection of stunning buildings to gawk at which we did (as well as some impromptu shopping by others)






It passed a few hours while the rains cleared and normal weather service resumed


On our return we found disaster had struck and the storms had totalled our toilet tent. In truth it was a cheap and frankly shoddy piece of camping crap. However using it made TBF very happy (her words not mine) to the point she preferred it to a real toilet


She was devastated to see it fall to ruin and the toilet looked a bit sad and lonely without its cover. It made us laugh when thinking of the image had the tent blown down while TBF was sitting in residence as it were


Further disaster was discovered much later when I realised that my interpretation of the phrase “close all the tent windows” wasn’t the same as TJF. She took that to mean shutting the inner tent and leaving the main window wide open – in a torrential downpour! Luckily most of the water was trapped between the layers of the main tent so I could scoop it out. Enough still got through to soak the mattress to the point where I could submerge my hand in water by pushing down on it. Kids can be really dumb sometimes 🙂


Another spectacularly good day out to a local highlight to come in the next post

Road Trip – Carn Fadryn Makes Clouds   12 comments


Our trips to the Llyn Peninsula would not be complete without a walk up Carn Fadryn – the poster hill of all small hills in my view. Me and Mark were clearly tuned into the same wavelength as we both thought that watching the sunset from the summit would be good idea. We made plans and ate early for a change but the weather looked like it was on a very different wavelength. The summit had been shrouded in cloud all day. There were signs that it might clear (the clouds over the campsite had dispersed) so we went for it anyway.


We ascended through moist damp mist and the signs were not looking good. Still its a fine walk in any conditions and we still had hope. As we approached the summit there was definitely a semblance of light and possible views. What we got was extraordinary and magnificent.


The very moist air was being blown along by a strong wind and pushed up over the mountain. As it rose the water vapour condensed and formed clouds while we were watching. It was Orographic Cloud formation in action and we were right in the middle of it



The kids seemed not quite as excited as the adults but they are smiling in this photo so they must have been happy. DB Junior would have been happy as this is his Birthday Hill and we’d climbed it even though his Birthday wasn’t for another couple of days


The views along the peninsula would appear in stark clarity and then just as quickly disappear again as the cloud washed over us


It was hugely impressive although its looked like we weren’t going to get a sunset. As well as the cloud swirling around us there was a bank of cloud over the Irish Sea that was going to cover then sun. We did get some sunlight reflected off the sea and that combined with the weird clouds we were watching was more than enough for a worthwhile climb


It was pretty damp and most of us were inappropriately dressed in T-shirts and shorts so it was time to head down. I’m not sure why but me and EWO lingered for an extra couple of minutes. Just enough for the sun dip below the cloud and light it up with an ethereal other worldly glow


The light was just amazing and we called the others back for a look (the kids were long gone by now)


The light was like nothing I’ve ever seen


Very difficult to capture on film with such fleeting views and poor light. I probably should have taken some video – that only occurred to me this evening over a month on!


It felt like the show went on for ages but it can’t have been more than a couple of minutes



The sun then dipped behind the cloud bank, the light returned to a grey gloomy and we were damp and cold, but completely fulfilled. A magnificent outing, not quite the sunset we had in mind, something much better


Last lingering shot of the setting sun over the farm


Carn Fadryn – the mountain that always delivers!


Posted August 21, 2018 by surfnslide in Llyn Peninsula, Wales, Walking

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Another Solo Wild Camp   18 comments


Back a couple of weeks before the weather turned too hot to venture into the outdoors with a heavy pack, I took another Friday night out in the mountains. I wished for a bit of breeze to keep temperatures and insects at bay and certainly got my wish.


A glorious evening of clear skies and warm sunshine. I chatted to a lady van-camping in the car park with her very friendly Jack Russell pup chewing my laces. No sign of the promised breeze as I set off.


It was a hot climb through the fly infested bracken as I headed for a summit pitch on Pen y Gadair Fawr. Still no breeze and I felt that the midges were eying me up for a buffet supper


As I crested the top, the breeze finally kicked in. Less a breeze than a very significant and very chilly wind that I was struggling to stand up in


It would have made a superb summit camp, lots of flat thick grass but it was just too cold to enjoy the surroundings. I’d also hoped to pick up some water, figuring that at least one of the numerous springs that rise on the summit would be running. No such luck. I decided press on in the hope of finding a sheltered spot


Trouble its a pretty exposed spot up here and the wind was roaring and grass is in short supply. The compensation was that it was cool and walking along a high level ridge in the late evening is a simple joy


The bog cotton was giving everything an almost frost-like feeling. The photos can’t do justice to how beguiling it was




They have massively improved the paths up here so I made swift progress over Waun Fach without ever finding a respite from the wind. I tried a few grassy groughs, but none were suitable


Eventually I had to plunge a hundred metres or so down the Y Grib Ridge and found a sort of level pitch on a terrace of deep lush grass. What it lacked in comfort it more than made up for with a  superb sunset vista



There was just enough wind to keep the insects at bay without it being too cold and I sat outside, read and drank many brews of tea before turning in well past 11pm


Tough to tear yourself away from views like this



I expected a blazing sun to cook the tent and have me outside early. I awoke at 8am with no sign of the sun. I was in the cloud again. Looking up was clear blue though and the sky was surely to clear and on queue as the water boiled for my last cuppa before I ran out of water, it did


It was an amazing morning. The east wind had cleared any haze from the air and the sky between the wispy clouds was a deep azure blue. Pen y Fan and Beacons poked above the cloud and I thought of TBF on her 25 mile sponsored walk around the range. She was on Pen y Fan summit round about the time I too this photo


I decided to walk all around the escarpment to Lord Hereford’s Knob and on a day like this it was amazing. It really puts a spring in the step to have views like this to accompany you and I covered the ground swiftly


There were several D of E groups out most of whom seemed cheerfully incompetent, walking in various directions none which seemed to be the right one!



I topped out on the Knob and where the panorama across the Wye valley is breathtaking



Despite the glorious day I had this very popular and easily accessible summit to myself but it was still very windy and bit chilly. Added to the fact I’d not had breakfast and had no water pushed me onwards to resupply and take on calories


I had to walk much further down the Nant Bwch stream before the water was flowing sufficiently well to be drinkable. I found a fine spot and set about making my bacon sandwiches and several cups of tea to re-hydrate


I had thought about dropping down to Capel y Ffin and walking back over the ridge to the car. The fact that out of the wind it was still really hot had me thinking of a better plan. I retraced my steps back toward the edge and the curved off towards the summit of Twyn Talycefn.


The strong breeze was keeping the skies clear and the temperatures perfect for walking. Much better to be up high in weather like this


Looking back to the ridge I’d walked the previous evening


I dropped down to the Grwyne Fawr Reservoir with an idea of a sneaky swim.




I don’t normally like swimming in reservoirs as they do have their dangers but I found a stunning little spot on the banks and took a short dip without straying too far into the water.



Another cup of tea seemed in order as I felt like I had the whole place to myself.


Then it was a simple matter of the long walk back down past the dam to the car


A nice easy angled path to finish the day with grand views back to the dam and the deep greens of the valley under the still totally clear sky



Another superb one-nighter although I would have enjoyed a bit of company as I’ve done most of this years trips solo. 15-16 miles over the two days with the aimless wandering I did looking for a pitch and just enjoying being out.

Black Mountain Backpack

May be the last such trip for a while. The last couple of weeks have been just too hot and sultry for walking so I’ve been getting my exercise in the water with some wild swimming, more of which in future posts. Then its holiday time for me and the family as we head to Wales and France for some sociable fun with friends


Perfect Midsummer Sunset   20 comments


In the midst of a UK heatwave the best place to spend the night is on a cool mountain summit. Another stunning day and another chance for a wild camp. I headed to mid Wales for a camp on the summit of Pumlumon Fawr (or Plynlimon depending on which name you choose). Its not that high and you can drive to a high access point giving less than an hours walk to the top. A worthy consideration as I had to carry several litres of water to keep the brews flowing. It was the day after the longest day and the views were wonderful as I parked up and set off. I should warn you that I took a lot of photos so settle in for the feature presentation.



Its a short climb but has some steep bits which I found hard work after a day at work and carrying all that water. Luckily there was a decent breeze blowing to keep the heat at bay


My target summit in shot


Sheep watching me on the horizon


Looking north over towards Snowdonia


A final steep slog brought me to the top. Stunning view to mountains and across Cardigan Bay



Its a perfect summit for a wild camp, flat with plenty of spongy moss and grass. The vegetation is only a couple of inches thick though so anchoring the pegs takes a bit of work although in weather like this it hardly matters. My usual routine was initiated. Stove out and water boiling for a brew while I put the tent up.


The setting was magnificent and I was in the perfect spot to watch the setting sun over the next couple of hours





I sat, drank tea, took in the views, wandered about, ate jaffa cakes, drank more tea, ate more jaffa cakes, you get the idea





The moon even put in an appearance.


There was a grand view of the Llyn Peninsula where I’ve spent many happy weekends and holidays. I was chuffed that the sun went down just behind one of my favourite small hills, Carn Fadryn.




I didn’t have the whole summit to myself. A couple of friendly chaps and their equally friendly dog shared the sunset with me and provided a nice foreground for a photo


My bedtime view


The mountains of Snowdonia



Nant y Moch reservoir


And a darker shot of the moon


An isolated hill, overlooking the sea with a flat spot on the summit. One of the finest spots I can recall to watch a sunset. Simply magnificent


I never sleep all that well when camping but in weather like this it hardly matters. I got up around 3am to answer the call of nature and watched a spectacular moon-set over the bay (no photos alas). I awoke to a hot morning and got up for a pre-breakfast stroll around my camp site





Sadly the wind had dropped and the midges came out to have their breakfast, namely me, while I had mine



I packed up in a cloud of midges but as I finished up the breeze picked up and blew them away. The breeze stayed with me so insect problems – other than a few clegs – kept them away


I went for a stroll around the hills to the east, normally pretty soggy but after a dry spell the going was easy on springy dry turf


I headed down via the Nant Felen stream which has some pretty waterfalls and pools. The one below was just deep enough for a quick skinny dip in icy cold water



This part of Cwm Gwerin is rough pathless terrain with plenty of tussocks but its stunningly beautiful and untouched


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I wandered past the spot where we camped a couple of years back and found a breezy spot for an extended lunch



Al that was left was the return along the broad Hengwm valley and along by the reservoir to the car. The valley was as tough and rough as always, albeit much drier than usual. It looks like there is a much better path on the north side of the valley which I need to try next time I visit as I surely will



The route below is hand drawn so I’ve no accurate idea of how far I walked, maybe 10 miles in total with my summit wanderings. Still, it wasn’t a trip about clocking miles


A memorable outing and I’m really enjoying these one-night outings straight after work on a Friday. A real pick me up and still time left in the weekend to spend with the rest of the family. Another one coming in the next post


Wild Camp on Cadair Idris   14 comments


We had a pretty successful wild camp trip last summer with many of the kids and wanted to repeat this year. Unfortunately Mark and his gang couldn’t make it and the Hard Man’s youngest couldn’t be persuaded so it was a more exclusive group this year. I pored over maps and decided that a camp by the wild and rocky Llyn y Gadair under Cadair Idris would be a fine spot so we agreed to meet in Dolgellau for lunch prior to setting off. The forecast wasn’t great but it did say it might stop raining after lunch and Sunday might be ok so we decided to go for it.

We had to start further away than we planned as there is no overnight parking rate at the main car park (why don’t they offer this for backpackers!). We drove down the road to the free car park at Cregennen Lakes, in the end not a bad plan as it’s a fine spot in its own right and the walk back to the climb up to the mountain was rather nice.


The lakes are dominated by pronounced nose of Pared y Cefn Hir.


Blue skies seemed to be approaching from the west


The walk around the lakes and over to the valley that marked our ascent was exceedingly fine




We had some sunshine and smatterings of blue sky and for a while even the summit of Cadair Idris came out of the clouds. It was however a fleeting appearance and was soon enveloped again never to re-appear, at least for this weekend



After a short road walk we started the climb


Steep at first but then easing into a nice day easy angled approach to our target




As we climbed pretty well all the nearby summits became smothered in dark clouds but there was bright light and sunshine on the lower slopes



We reached our target, the dramatic corrie that holds Llyn y Gadair. I’ve climbed Cadair Idris many times but always from the south so while I’d seen this place from above I’ve never visited up close and personal

It’s a rocky place and flat spots are very hard to come by. After a little searching around we settled on a spot between the main lake and a smaller sibling. A bit rocky but it did the job and the setting was magnificent


Unlike our last group camp it was chilly and windy so the midges didn’t bother us


We made the place our home and cooked tea including a pudding of Guinness flavoured chocolate cake brought up from the cafe.


Appetites sated we set off on one of the joys of a wild camp, a gentle stroll around the surroundings


In this case a circuit of the lake and the small knolls and outcrops that surround it




There wasn’t a sunset as such but there were some interesting light effects and we had a great evening poking about the area, chatting and looking for other potential spots to camp


We kept hoping that the summit would make an appearance but it never did.


Still, our wild site and the setting were hard to beat. A real big mountain feel




We returned to camp for another round of brews before deciding it was too cold to sit outside and turned in for nights sleep, hoping for some clearer weather the next day





Sadly, that was as good as it got. We were in the cloud when I woke up and while we eating breakfast the light drizzle increased in intensity and set in for the rest of the day. Despite the forecast stating “mainly dry” or words to that effect, the rain was relentless. We took a slightly longer route back and whilst we had the wind behind us and then walked through the trees it wasn’t too bad. When we emerged from the trees and walked into the wind and rain for the last hour back to the car it was utterly miserable and we were soaked through when we reached the car.

Didn’t make much of a dent in the enjoyment of a good trip though, slight disappointment that in the midst of what’s turning into a pretty sunny summer we picked the only wet weekend for a trip out

Only one way to finish off. A return to the superb cafe in Dolgellau, TH Roberts, that we’d started out from. An exceptional range of home-baked cakes and meals, exceptional value and all served with a smile. Well worth seeking out when you are in the area

Llyn y Gadair

I’ve been trying to make more effort to get out and camp this year. This was the third outing for me with another one to come in the next post

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