Setting off late morning, up towards the summits, we were both willing the thick coating of clouds to move on. It was pleasantly warm in the direct sunlight, but up ahead things were looking very cold.
After a brief stint inside the freezing interior of the clouds, a bit of wind got things moving and suddenly there was the glimpse of something good on the way.
Up ahead, the summit made itself know and below us the views across to Anglesey and Ireland came and went.
And then, we were above the clouds and they began to break up.
We stayed on the summit for ages marveling at the views and checking for Brocken-specters forming as the clouds passed by.
After a while, things began clearing up further inland too and the distant profile of Tryfan could be seen.
We had the luxury of time and enough warm clothes and hot drinks to be able to relax and take it all in. We were in no rush.
Really big feathers of rime ice had formed on the windward sides of the rocks in beautiful feathers.
The rippled slabs also took on a new look with the covering of snow.
Following the plateau, we went over to the next peak - Mynydd Perfedd.
I love this view of Pen yr Ole Wen. In winter the rock strata becomes defined and the face takes on an alpine quality.
All the fence posts had huge feathers of ice.
But more amazing were the wire fences, which had turned into 3D art.
Eventually, we decided that we'd better start making our way back home, if we were going to get there before dark!
The mountains all glowed pink as we were walking away, and for a while, all the summits were clear of snow - even Snowdon. Magic to be out all day, with the time and conditions to enjoy the surroundings.
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