When you’ve been away from home for a while, there are certain things you start to miss. Don’t get me wrong, I love Australia and I’m embracing living in the moment out here; before I head home and undoubtedly begin to miss Aus – however, there is truly no place like home. Especially North Wales. I miss road trips over the weekend, I miss my favourite spots in Snowdonia, I miss the fresh air and the smell of the earth, flowers and greenery – and don’t forget that smell after it rains which emphasises those scents. However I know all of those things will be back when I’m home and I haven’t really got that long to go before I get to experience all of those familiar things again.
I’m lucky enough to live pretty close to Snowdonia National Park, forever being a source of inspiration for photo shoots and a nice escape for when you need time to get outside. Not so long ago, during the British summer time (yes, it exists!), my friends and I decided to go on a last minute venture up a mountain to watch the sun rise. We picked Siabod as our mountain of choice. We set alarms and drove up to the Glanny (The Glan Llyn Inn) in Clawdd Newydd to meet up and set off in a convoy. After about a 30 minute drive we pulled up, pulled our hats on and ventured on up at about 1:20am.
Oh my goodness, if it’s anything that made me realise I need to up my fitness game, it was going up Siabod! The lack of sleep would not have been a good combination, however for that first half – I struggled. By the time we got half way, with moral support from each other as we were all tired – we ushered each other to carry on.
When we saw the summit, it was like seeing the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow! The stars were still out by the time we arrived at the top, with dawn soon approaching. We were all buzzing with excitement that we had reached the top and were about to be greeted with a fantastic view – we got there way earlier than we needed to, we had about an hour to kill before the sun rise!
Sophie was wise and brought a flask of coffee with her, and we shared snacks we took with us. That coffee was a life saver! After chatting, laughing and having a munch on food we were greeted with the sun rise…
The dark blue skies soon turned into shades of pink, purple, yellow and orange and it was so, so beautiful.
A failed selfie. Honestly though, I quite like it in a weird way!
Because who can really resist striking a funny pose and pulling a face?
Sophie’s infectious laughter!
Views of Snowdonia mountain range. Before the sun made an appearance and we were sipping on coffee, we saw tiny head torches in the distance dotted along the track leading up to Mount Snowdon. It was such a surreal but amazing experience seeing those views, considering we were the only group on Moel Siabod – barring one lonely camper in a tent not too far off the top!
Left to right, the mountains you can see are Glyder Fawr, Glyder Fach, and Tryfan. As mentioned above, Tryfan is ticked off my list and is probably one of my favourite mountains to climb; but I’m determined to tick the Glyderau off my list when I’m back!
Those shades of bright colours!
As a photographer, I’m a fan of hazy light, low clouds and fog. I adore the way it turns a landscape into dreamlike scenery.
Zoe and candy floss coloured skies.
After the sun had made it’s position in the sky for the morning and our tummies started to grumble, we made our way back down the mountain and drove to Moel Siabod cafe – we made it just in time. We were the second group there right before it opened, the cafe was soon brimming with customers! We wolfed down breakfast and coffee, then headed home to our beds to nap and take on the rest of the weekend.
I loved this mountain climb with my girlfriends and can’t fully put the feelings I felt, and the experience itself into words. All I can say is that it was an incredible way to start a weekend, and I’m looking forward to doing it again when I’m back home.