Cows and Hills
Following an early exit from our Scottish trip due to an injured dog we returned home for a couple of days to let him rest and recover and when he started running around again quite happily we got in the camper van and headed for North Wales, desperate to be in the hills even if not the planned Scottish ones!
Instead of the tent we decided to stick with the camper van this time, and stayed near Capel Curig. It was one of those days that you can’t believe in hindsight how ill prepared you were and how much faff was involved. But the main objective was to get a nice walk in, and we’ll skip over the fact that we had omitted to purchase or pack any lunch to take with us. We had already faffed for so long that if we’d then headed to the shop to get more food we’d probably have never got anywhere! So with a bag of nuts, some cereal bars that had been the bottom of the rucksack for I don’t want to know how long, and a packet of Jaffa Cakes, we set off, very late in the day for the nearest hill. This was Pen Llithrig y Wrach.
It would have likely been a very easy route along the path on the map if we hadn’t encountered the cows. I don’t do cows. I don’t like running through fields of cows on my own, and I definitely don’t like walking through the middle of a herd of cows when I have a dog and a baby with me. The path went straight through the middle of the herd. And when they saw us they started walking towards us, and then picked up some pace. While Jamie (with Dora) confidently strode towards them, Bali and I had already diverted from the path and were heading at a ninety degree angle to bypass them. Jamie was forced to join us and having regained a comfortable distance from the cows, we consulted the map and decided on a bearing to walk on that should ensure we re-joined the path at a safe distance.
The trouble is, avoiding paths usually means finding yourself on ground that is much harder to walk on. The penalty for avoiding the cows was uneven ground and wet feet. Very wet feet. Eventually we located the path and picked up the pace. We managed a quick timely nappy change for Dora on the side of the hill before the rain came. This was North Wales, after all. We had rather a damp and windy walk up to the top of Llithrig y Wrach, but it cleared up by time we continued on our way, so we decided to make it a loop and head up Pen yr Helgi Du. We were rewarded by stunning views towards the Glyders on the descent, and a reminder of why we love North Wales so much!
About the Author
About Me & Mine
Hi! I’m Helen, married to Jamie, we live in the Peak District and we have a daughter commonly known as Dora (the Explorer) and a dog called Bali who is usually found stealing food and shaking mud over the unsuspecting.
Favourite place in the world:
How can you pick just one place in the world?! We’ve been lucky to travel to many beautiful places, stand out favourites would have to include the mountains surrounding Lake Bohinj in Slovenia, sleeping under the stars in Bishop, California and closer to home it’s difficult to pick between the surf beaches in Pembrokeshire and Cornwall and the mountains in the Lake District, North Wales, or Scotland.
Favourite things to do outdoors:
Walking with the dog in the hills, climbing, surfing, biking, swimming, running, kayaking – anything active really.