Its been a while since yours truly did Cader Idris so today along with the action Berner Spotty, John and Keef we set off to bag some summits.
As can be see the weather was perfect, in fact it was a perfect mountain day.
With steep exposed climbs, fantastic views and great company.
Spotty enjoyed himself, here we both are posing on the summit before
retiring to the mountain refuge to cook our second breakfasts.
The interior of the stone hut soon filled with the heady aromas given off by a Bombay Bad Boy.
This is a curious view down a stone chute, near vertical in places, up which Lil Bef aged six and he who cannot be named aged nine followed yours truly and John as we re-enacted pages from a very soggy copy of The Hobbit. They still remember the Orc caves and looking for Smaug in the fog, the type of experiences you don't get on a playstation.
This is the view back along the ridge
and here is Keef trying to take a picture of as sudden death drop, his fall being prevented by a less than sturdy looking fence post.
The scenery was stunning
every step seemed to yield another perfect photo opportunity.
I was careful not to get too close to the edge with such a brainless dog keen to jump up.
Down at the lake we had our own beach
and got a brew on
for a cuppa while taking in the views. Again.
This massive piece of quartz has fallen from the summit.
A handy map at the start of our hike showed where we had been
and a short distance away we found a café that served up excellent sausage sandwiches especially for Berners.
Suitably refreshed we headed back to reality for tea and medals. A great mountain day.
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