Moelwynion run

Up at 5am after an intermittent night's sleep. A very peaceful night, but cold. My tent door faced the sunrise over the Clwydians, which was a nice backdrop to my morrning cuppa. As I packed up the tent, the Snowdon Horseshoe glowed in the low sunlight, and a few wisps of mist gathered at the base of Dyffryn Mymbyr and over the summit of Tryfan. Beautiful light as I took an extended route back down to the valley, through the woods above Capel Curig with dozens of singing wood warblers. Home before 8am, in Warrington just after 9am!