A rather fine, but chilly and windy weekend was spent in North Wales at the end of January, by several members of the Kara gakar team. We did the fabulous scramble up Clogwyn y Person Arete, Parson's Nose then down Crib Goch.
A toddler sized loose block somehow failed to wipe out Sari (I had an image of her squashed under it like a bug as I raced up to see if she was okay - but she was smiling and seemed unperturbed), then a couple of us took a tad longer helping a girl get down off Crib Goch (a couple of hours longer). She was petrified - I have no idea how she managed to get so far along the ridge. But the winds were gusting hard and it was freezing. The MRT helicopter kept hovering overhead bless 'em.
A brilliant night was had in the CC hut, (great chilli Seth) and the next morning we woke to the sound of hard gusts hitting the hut and watching all the water freeze white into falls before our eyes on the sides of the LLanberis pass. Beautiful.
Tim and Sari had set off early to have a bash at Trinity face and had a stunning day (although they walked down the train line as the wind was too strong to descend the usual way). But the rest of us opted for the less scary option of walking in the Moelwyns looking over into the clear and snowy Snowdon horseshoe.
A toddler sized loose block somehow failed to wipe out Sari (I had an image of her squashed under it like a bug as I raced up to see if she was okay - but she was smiling and seemed unperturbed), then a couple of us took a tad longer helping a girl get down off Crib Goch (a couple of hours longer). She was petrified - I have no idea how she managed to get so far along the ridge. But the winds were gusting hard and it was freezing. The MRT helicopter kept hovering overhead bless 'em.
A brilliant night was had in the CC hut, (great chilli Seth) and the next morning we woke to the sound of hard gusts hitting the hut and watching all the water freeze white into falls before our eyes on the sides of the LLanberis pass. Beautiful.
Tim and Sari had set off early to have a bash at Trinity face and had a stunning day (although they walked down the train line as the wind was too strong to descend the usual way). But the rest of us opted for the less scary option of walking in the Moelwyns looking over into the clear and snowy Snowdon horseshoe.
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