Friday, March 27, 2009
This Friday and last Friday.
There is very little to say about today.
I have been coughing - lots. I thought, for a while, yesterday that I was throwing this bug off - but not so.
I am worn out with coughing.
I have sat and worked a little on EBay things. I have half a dozen books ready to list tomorrow afternoon and I have sold 5 books too.
Bill has not felt any better - we vie with each other to see who is feeling the worst! But he is certainly not coughing as much as me.
He has printed more photographs for our albums.
I have been excused doing a duty in the shop tomorrow - I think Stephen and Judy rapidly decided that they would rather manage without me than have me barking and spluttering all day.
Now we have to see if we might be better pulling out of our commitment to do timekeeping at the Crawley track on Sunday.
It is good to look back to this day last week - a glorious walk in Snowdonia. It was a special day.
I shall be putting pictures of Snowdon on the blog for 3 days! Today I have put together some of the pictures which show us walking and posing. They all convey the wonder and the majesty of the scenery.
Tomorrow I shall put some views on - just because we like them and then the next day I will delve into the archives for the 1978 pictures.
We parked in the car park at the top of Lanberis Pass. And set off along the Miner's Track, just as we did in 1978.
The path climbs little for the first couple of miles and there has been work done on the track since then.
The first little climb away from the car park.
Enjoying the exhilarating air and wide views.
Rocks, wild scenery and blue sky - who could ask for more?
Ashley strides off ahead of us towards the pointed peak of Snowdon - and yes, there is some snow at the top.
We all stopped for a while by Llyn Llydaw - the largest of the lakes beneath the Snowdon summit.
We all stopped for a while by Llyn Llydaw - the largest of the lakes beneath the Snowdon summit.
Just how far would we walk? The summit was so tempting.
But we were not equipped and I felt sure I would not be able to manage the very steep final part.
But Ashley decided to walk on - up to the third lake and maybe to join the Pig Track for the descent.
In the end he didn't go that far because he was worried about keeping us waiting - but I envied him the walk round the top lake.
Bill and I strolled back, looking over our shoulders for just one more glimpse.
What a wonderful day - rounded off with a cheap meal in a delightful cafe in Bethesda.
