In the shadow of Yr Wyddfa.

Mid afternoon on the 23rd June, Earl set off to Snowdonia with different crew members. With the fridge and cupboards fully stocked, and Fern and ‘The Treeman’ in the passenger seats we did battle with the Friday traffic hell that is the M40, M42, M6 until we were finally heading for mountains.

After the glorious weather Britain had been basking in for the last couple of weeks, the sight of the mist and rain on the windscreen as we passed through Betws-y-Coed certainly wasn’t welcome.

Arriving at Llyn Gwynant Campsite, we were into proper English, or should that be Welsh rain. Luckily ‘The Treeman’ has a blow-up tent so we managed to get that up quickly, and bed inflated before ‘Mrs Treeman’  arrived for her first camping trip. All through the rain, Fern however slept soundly in the car seat warm and dry in Earl.

Being well practiced, post the Scotland road trip, it didn’t take long to get Earl all set, and wasn’t long before the beer and prosecco were consumed within the dry surroundings of the awning.

I won’t mention the midges, other than they have now moved into top place of the annoying little b*%tards list replacing the wasps. We were savaged.

Saturday saw the obligatory cooked breakfast on the ever useful CADAC, then off to Blaenau Ffestiniog for ‘Mr & Mrs Treeman’ to do some Zip Lining, followed by a lovely afternoon walking the shores of Llyn Padarn and having an ice cream in Llanberis.

Back at camp, the pioneer stove made an appearance and did a sterling job of heating the awning and making enough smoke to keep the midges at bay. Wood supplied courtesy of the ‘Treeman’ of course, infant virtually every little enclave on the sight had a campfire burning away.

Sunday morning breakfast on the CADAC again, then de-camp and we headed for ‘Surf Snowdonia’ the only inland surfing experience in the country. The set up they have is really good and on the far side they have camping pods and electric hook up for camper vans. Nothing makes you realise how unfit you have become, like an hours surfing.

Heading back to Hampshire, with a stop off for a brew, a doughnut and a chinwag with friends in Telford. Thats another episode complete in Earls adventures and ‘Mrs Treeman’ said she’d go camping again.

 

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