Siabod run and wild camp

Peaks: Moel Siabod
Area: Moelwynion, Eryri
After my short climbing session, the clouds burnt away leaving a spectacular evening for my overnight camp. The usual wonderful views of the horseshoe from Plas y Brenin, then into the woods for the start of the route up Siabod. I didn't have any firm plans for campsites, beyond a vague intention to camp on the summit. But I know from past experience that my 700g mountain marathon tent is tricky to pitch in the wind, and found a perfect site just off the main path in the area of small bluffs and moraines around the 400m contour. The light wind blew from the north, so I pitched just below the moraine next to a clear stream. Beautiful spot with wonderful views west to the Carneddau, Glyderau and Snowdon - and east over the moors. So sunset and sunrise views seemed likely. After pitching, I had some sandwiches then jogged to the summit. Stunning views, around 7.30pm, as the sun began to drop over the Irish Sea. Beyond the Pass, a golden sea. Views south stretched beyond Cader to Plynlimon, and west to Moel Famau. Perfect clarity. An easy jog down for a fine evening meal of mackerel, chilli and couscous relaxing on top of the bluff gazing towards Tryfan. Cuckoos calling in the woods below - the air quite still so the calls carried upwards. Nearby, skylarks and ravens overhead. Penderyn single malt made a fine nightcap. The sun dropped below Glyder Fach and the temperatures instantly plummeted. By the early hours, it was only just above freezing. Indeed, next morning the condensation on the car window was half-frozen.