After much thought, I finally decided to have a bash at NW-042 Moel y Gamelin earlier today, despite the weatherman suggesting that the idea might be fraught with stupidity.
Never one to follow given advice, I made the trip from my home QTH in my trusty old Land Rover at a ‘sedate pace’.
Parking up opposite the cafe at the Ponderosa (they charge for parking now if over 2 hours), the wx seemed warm but raining. Not too bad, and afterall it has cost me nearlly 4 gallons of petrol to get here so boots on and off I go.
Climbing to the top of the first hill to be crossed, the wind (and rain) made things very difficult. I estimate wind speed to be about 60 - 70 mph and I almost had to crawl over the summit.
A decent into the coll brought no relief. What am I doing here?
With rain coming horizontal and stinging my eyes I manage to squelch over the coll and upto the next hill on-route. No better this one so drop once again before the ascent to the cairn.
Far too windy to be at the top, so manage to get aeriel up just under the peak and I lie in the wet heather for protection. Not nice.
As the cloud descends further, the rain whips up even more I am very pleased to make contact with a number of chasers. Wet underpants brings the activation to an end and I start the walk back.
Out of the cloud comes 4 dirt-bikes going hell for leather. Frighten the willies out of me as I could’nt hear them coming (wind) nor see them (cloud and rain soaked glasses). If I brought my Landy up here I would serve 6 months…
Decided to head back to the car using the right hand path from the top of the last hill - via a huge bolder left there by a glacier. Not as slippy as a straight decent - recommended at this time of year.
Mood cheered up once in the Ponderosa for a pot of tea and a rather nice scone and jam. As I sat there warming my hands on the pot and dripping all over the floor, I think that the weatherman might have been right…
Pubs On The Air anyone?