Feel Alive!

“Mountains, like men, have their history. They too are born, grow old, decay and die. ‘Do they also love?’ A character from Mosca might ask. No, of course they don’t love. But they are loved, and with what love!”

- Felice Benuzzi, No Picnic on Mount Kenya


Scrambling/Hiking Weekend in Snowdonia

This was my second time out with Stuart and a group to Snowdonia and was it fantastic! Though this time it was intense and not “in-tents”.

Here’s a picture I took of what happens when three Brits, one Ukrainian, one Australian, and one American get together—a whole bunch of mountain climbing! This trip we scrambled up the mountain Tryfan and Mount Snowdon.

We drove out Friday morning and stayed in a bunk-house for the night. Saturday morning we hiked out to face Tryfan.

As we started out and starting going up I was worried I was a little out of shape from traveling (all that paella in Spain, ya know?). However, we stopped and took some layers off which made it better and then as we kept going it became more and more scrambling.

Scrambling is a mix of hiking and rock climbing. Tryfan had plenty of hand-holds and made hiking easier because you’re so focused on what your doing. It was crazy fun!

Once we got to this point, not the peak but close, Tarryn (the woman pictured above) and I looked at each other with our big grins and started talking about how we felt pure joy emanating from us.

Scrambling is now on our list of things to do more often! Scrambling makes you look at the mountain like a puzzle and you have to fit every piece together.

I was thankful I went outdoor rock climbing with Stuart months before because it helped me attune my mind to see the best path.

We got to the top and met a dog that was terrified from its first mountain adventure, took some photos, and ate out sandwiches in the cold and the first snow for the mountain.

We hiked down a different path passing a small wall of stones.

Once we got back to where we were staying next to the mountain, we drank tea, warmed up, and took showers.

Due to us finishing the hike so early we decided to head to a local Welsh pub for drinks and food. We got there a little early for dinner, but enjoyed conversations and good food (after a few hours).


Change of plan