Fri 16 Oct 2009
Vince arrived at about 6.15pm after his normal nightmare Friday evening journey up from Kent. After a quick cuppa we departed for North Wales at 6.45pm. The traffic was still very heavy on the A34 and M40 so our ETA began to slip back from the satnav predicted 21:53. We arrived at The Goat a couple of minutes after 10 o’clock, so time for a couple of pints of
Brain’s Rev. James bitter. There were no familiar faces behind the bar, and it turned out there has been a change of management since our last visit.
Sat 17 Oct 2009
Saturday dawned bright and frosty, and looked very promising for a change. The windows of the car had to be scraped clear of ice before we could begin the drive to the start of our walk. When we arrived there was not quite enough space left to park at the roadside at the walk’s starting point, so we drove a further 800m and parked in the area adjacent to the disused Arenig quarry. There were hundreds of fieldfare around feeding on the abundant berries in the surrounding rowan trees; my first winter thrushes of the season.

We began our walk at 9.35am, once we were booted (Vince in his new Scarpa Mantas). Taking the muddy path above the road was a mistake - it would have been quicker and simpler to stay on the road. A bit of a navigational blunder at the sheepfold at SH816389. We should have gone though the gate and
gone left up past a disused quarry, but we were not paying attention and unthinkingly crossed a stile and continued straight on. We soon realised we had boobed, and once we had worked out what we had done wrong we quickly regained the track we should have been on.
A wall crossing our path indicated the point where we turned to ascend the ridge. Navigation was easy as the wall/fence followed the curving ridge right up to the summit. The customary stop for our banana and coffee break was taken on the first high point. It had clouded over slightly when we got to the summit, but conditions were much better than the gale we encountered the last time we were here. As we left the summit we chatted with an amateur radio enthusiast who told us about
Summits on the Air.

A five-minute walk brought us to Arenig Fawr South Top. As we descended from this making our way
to the next summit our paths crossed with the radio ham again, and we walked together for a few minutes before we deviated left for the South Ridge Top, whilst he continued on to Moel Llyfnant. As we descended from the South Ridge Top we could see the path we needed leading across the col to Moel Llyfnant. At the fence crossing to gain this path we decided to have our lunch break. A couple of walkers passed us at this point, the only others we saw all day. As we ate our lunch we watched the radio ham making his way over the col and beginning his ascent.
The path across to Moel Llyfnant was easy to follow, with only a little marshy ground to negotiate at the col. A simple traverse to the left up the grassy slopes to the summit, where the radio ham had set up his aerial and was busy chatting away on the air. There were fine views back to Arenig Fawr.
More grassy slopes on the descent to the southern tip of the woodland, but there was a lot of prickly vegetation to negotiate, and a stream to cross before we began to ascend towards Foel Boeth.

The weather was surprisingly warm for mid-October and it was a long, tiring slog up to the summit. We both wishfully thought that an outcrop was the top, but on reaching it realised that we still had to go higher and further. The rather insignificant summit was on the north side of a fence, marked by a small pile of stones. A quick break here for more refreshment (especially fluid). A short walk of 300m brought us to the much grander (and slightly higher) summit of Gallt y Daren, the final summit of the day.
And so began the long walk back. No problems navigationally as we simply had to follow the fence over Bwlch y Bi, Moel y Slates and then descend beside Penllyn Forest down to the path on the trackbed of the old railway line. A dipper was spotted on the Afon Tryweryn as we neared the end of the walk.
Arrived back at the car at 5.30pm – a very tiring, but enjoyable walk of eight hours duration.
| Summit | Height (m) | Status |
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Arenig Fawr South Ridge Top | | |
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| Gallt y Daren | 619 | |
Sun 18 Oct 2009
We breakfasted and checked out of The Goat as quickly as possible so that we could get to the Pen-y-Pass car park before it filled up. Although the weather was good as we left, it got cloudier as we travelled deeper into Snowdonia. After turning at Capel Curig it began to rain quite heavily. We arrived at Pen-y-Pass at 9.15, but all the spaces were already taken. The car park attendant managed to find us a parking spot though.
The rain did not seem quite so bad as we got our boots on, so we decided to press on with the plan to walk up the Miners’ Track to the outfall from Glaslyn and then ascend on Y Gribin to Bwlch y Saethau. It took just and hour to get to this spot, where we took our banana/coffee break and took stock. It was spitting with rain and the cloud base was around 700m, hiding most of the Y Gribin ridge. As neither of us had done this ridge before, and Steve Aston’s Scrambles in Snowdonia recommended that it was best done in dry conditions, we made the decision to save it for a better day. The revised plan was to carry on up the Miners’ Track and then go to the summit to have a look at the new cafĂ©.
On arriving at the top we first visited the summit cairn. It was very windy and wet and we could not see a thing. We did not hang around but went straight down to see the new building, which was heaving with people as a train had just arrived at the summit station (we had heard the train approaching as we got to the zig-zags). We abandoned any thought of getting a cup of tea and went and took shelter behind a wall and had the remains of our coffee and something to eat.
We continued by descending south-west to the finger stone that marks the top of the Watkin Path, and then descending on this towards Bwlch y Saethau. We went over the east and west summits of Y Lliwedd, but did not enjoy the scrambling as the weather was awful. Navigation was proving tricky as well. As proof of how demoralised we were, neither of us felt any inclination to go to the summit of Lliwedd Bach as we passed it. A final steep descent to Llyn Llydaw, and then back on the Miners’ Track to the car park.
A pretty miserable day really, and I am glad that we made the decision not to do the Y Gribin ridge, but to save it for another day.
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