Great Mountain Days in Snowdonia. Terry Marsh
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Название: Great Mountain Days in Snowdonia

Автор: Terry Marsh

Издательство: Ingram

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СКАЧАТЬ if you can call it that, lies by the road – the Cromlech Boulders, believed to have fallen from the clean-cut angular crags of Dinas Cromlech above. Beneath the boulders, it is said, used to live a gruesome, child-devouring hag, Canthrig Bwt. For many years she was well known among the surrounding farms, and not thought to have brought harm to any children, until a dog was seen to be eating a child’s hand, from which a finger was identified as belonging to a boy who had recently gone missing. The hag was lured from her cave, and beheaded.

      Along the southern edge of the range lies the isolated Dyffryn Mymbyr farm sometime home of Esmé Firbank-Kirby. In 1935, she was running riding stables when she met and soon married Thomas Firbank, who had just purchased the 2500-acre mountain farm of Dyffryn Mymbyr. Esmé instantly threw herself into the role of farmer’s wife, and shared her husband’s zeal for the powerful landscapes of Snowdonia. Those early years at Dyffryn were later immortalised by Thomas in his best-selling novel I Bought a Mountain. After the outbreak of the Second World War, Thomas, like so many young men, went to fight, and although he survived the war and earned great distinction, he never returned to the farm. Life then was desperately hard for Esmé, but soon after the war she met and married Major Peter Kirby. From then on, Esmé was an ardent conservationist, becoming the founder of the Snowdonia National Park Society, and, later, the Esmé Kirby Snowdonia Trust. She died in 1999, at Dyffryn Mymbyr, and her remains lie buried on her beloved mountain.

      Sadly, the northern end of this compact range has been despoiled, mainly by the extraction of slate both at Llanberis and near Bethesda. More recently, but less intrusively, the mountains have been used for a hydroelectric scheme involving the low-lying Llyn Peris and a high glacial lake, Marchlyn Mawr, which fluctuate in their daily process of providing power.

      The mountain massif is crossed by one long route, the Miners’ Track. It starts from behind Pen y Gwryd and slants up to a boggy plateau near Llyn Caseg-fraith. The route then slips in a north-westerly direction across the head of Cwm Tryfan to cross Bwlch Tryfan and skitter downwards, past Llyn Bochlwyd to Ogwen. The route is the product of the days when hardy miners crossed the mountains every week between their homes in Bethesda to the ill-fated mines of Snowdon.

      The Glyders are not a huge group, in reality just one long ridge, kinked in the middle, and with bits stuck on the sides. You could walk from Capel Curig to Bethesda or Llanberis along the ridge in a full day, but in this instance the individual parts offer better walking than the whole, not least because then you have left yourself something for another day.

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      Llyn Bochlwyd with Y Garn and Foel Goch in the background (Walk 6)

      WALK SIX

      The Glyders by the Bristly Ridge

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      Cwm Idwal

      The ascent of the Bristly Ridge is one of the highlights of hillwalking in Wales. Technically, it ranks as a scrambling route, but one on which only the most timid are likely to find anything to test their nerve. There are no insurmountable difficulties, although in spite of encircling rock walls there are a few route-finding challenges that may invoke a little casting about and less than elegant poses. But the overall sensation is one of invigoration and excitement. And this is only the precursor to a splendid high-level traverse of two massive summits. Strong walkers may consider including the ascent of Tryfan as a prelude to this walk (see Walk 8).

      The Route

      Herbert Carr in The Mountains of Snowdonia commented that ‘the Glyders are true mountain ground, and the wanderer must not look for smooth paths upon their craggy ridges.’ The Miners’ Track, along which this walk begins, is no exception to this, as it finds a way through such weaknesses as there are between Ogwen and Pen y Gwryd. This ancient highway is a relic of the days when hardy quarrymen crossed these rough and broken slopes every week on the journey from their homes at Bethesda to the mines beneath Snowdon.

      At Ogwen, the Miners’ Track is routed around buildings near the youth hostel, but, having crossed a usually turbulent issuing stream, it joins the traditional route to the Cwm Idwal Nature Reserve. After only a few hundred metres, the Cwm Idwal paths swings to the right, and we continue along the Miners’ Track, striking across boggy ground to the falls issuing from unseen Llyn Bochlwyd, and to the right of the shapely Bochlwyd Buttress, identified by its elongated H-shaped crack. A brief steep section leads up to the hollow of Cwm Bochlwyd, and Llyn Bochlwyd resting below imposing cliffs.

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      Tryfan south ridge, from the Bristly Ridge

      ROUTE INFORMATION

Distance8.5km/5¼ miles
Height gain845m/2772ft
Time4–5 hours
Gradearduous
Start pointOgwen (SH648604)
Getting thereCar park at Ogwen; fills quickly, but there are more roadside car parks close by
Maps(Harvey Superwalker) Snowdonia The Glyderau and the Carneddau; (Ordnance Survey) OL17 Snowdon/Yr Wyddfa
After-walk refreshmentCafé at Ogwen, and pubs in Capel Curig (to the east) and Bethesda (to the north)

      Beyond the lake, a well-marked path climbs steadily towards a low point on the eastern skyline, Bwlch Tryfan. Just below the bwlch, the path forks, the left branch climbing energetically towards Tryfan’s south ridge. The Miners’ Track keeps to the right and weaves an easy way through broken downfall beneath the bwlch.

      Bwlch Tryfan, crossed by a wall and two ladder-stiles, is an imposing place, with the vast hollow of Cwm Tryfan ahead, across which the Miners’ Track continues. Tryfan rises to the left and the Bristly Ridge rears steeply on the right. Below the Bristly Ridge, a stretch of broken rockfall has a number of well-worn paths labouring upwards (the obvious scree gully to the left is an alternative for anyone having second thoughts about scrambling). Work a way up to the base of the cliffs of the Bristly Ridge, to enter a narrow gully that is not easy to spot from below, but distinctive enough on reaching it.

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