Dreamy

The weather reports weren't great for today for the Berwyns and there was a small part of me that nearly cancelled due to the rain and fog that was forecast. Thankfully, we went anyway, and we were greeted by the most sunny scenes in Wales. This felt quite significant as it was mine and Ali's first ever mountain run (albeit one where there was a fair bit of walking). The paths were glorious, the sun was shining, the lake was glistening. The mountain top was super windy, cue much running with our arms outstretched and a reasonable amount of excited squealing. Some epic downhills with Phoebe arms and pure joy. We took a slightly longer route back which meant crossing over the stream above the waterfalls and adding a bit more hill plus a beautiful path that led us down to the falls. It was one of those dreamy mountain days that I kept recalling for the rest of the day. 

A stop off at a pub on the way home, to rehydrate ourselves in the only possible way and to watch two chickens fight over a left over yorkshire pudding.