‘Summer Snowdonia’ – Llanberis Thursday

Llyn Padarn

Or a Seriously Bad Day, Praying for Rain and a Lake Like Glass…

We drive through country as tinder dry as any in France and the usual vivid greens of Wales are bleached to dusty straw. The whole country and indeed the whole of Europe is still in the grip of a heatwave and even Norway has temperatures of 34 C and widespread wild fires. Today isn’t as hot as it has been and there is even a possibility of a little rain tomorrow which is the first in the forecast for weeks.

As we drive along the winding road that leads to the National Park we are redirected past a pair of lorries blocking the road. A ‘convoi exceptionelle’ of wind turbines has been stopped by a farmer with a double load of straw and two blown out tyres. That is a seriously bad day. No wonder his face looked a dangerously beetroot red colour…

Millie is impressed by all the leather and high viz from the motorcycle police though…

Grey peaks appears on the horizon and Millie who has not been warned about mountains looks horrified as she sees her dreams of gentle strolls through flat hare filled fields disappear into the heat haze. Still maybe she will be lucky and tomorrow we will wake to wall to wall rain and a day under the duvet…

We arrive at the campsite at Llanberis and after lunch I retire to bed while Millie and Darrell stroll into the village…

We sit out in warm sunshine on the most perfect of perfect evenings. A half moon rides high in the cloudless blue sky and swallows scream harshly above our heads…

We walk along by Lyn Padarn and the water is absolutely crystal clear and still. Ahead the mountains are bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. The temperature drops dramatically as the night comes on.

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