back home after a long weekend in the heartland of Snowdonia National Park, staying in a village called Dolwyddelan.
Climbing up Mount Snowdon brought out an adventurous side in me that I didn't know I would love. Despite the cold, wet and windy conditions and the torrential rain and thick fog at the top, felt an immense sense of achievement at climbing such a mountain despite never having any climbing experience before.
The scenery and imagery is fantastic throughout. I would post pictures at the summit but the fog was so thick I could barely see my own friends let alone anything up there. And the cafe was shut which was pretty shit!
Here are some pictures from the last 48 hours