After a day of household chores, DIY and bit of supermarket shopping, all done in the rain, we felt the need of some outdoor activity. The clouds had cleared and the evening promised to be fine, so what better time than 4.30 to set off for a 6.5 mile walk over the hills to view a waterfall?
There are two roads into Glaspwll and we took the one slightly furthest from home. It’s all a bit rainforest in there, and the first road in particular gives one the feeling of driving along an interestingly narrow ledge between a cliff and a river. The one we took was narrow and winding and bordered with dense summer greenery with the river some distance below.
It was a lovely afternoon to be out. The heather is in full bloom, so the colour on the hills was gorgeous, and the delicious wild blueberries (known as wimberries where I was brought up in South Wales) are carpeting the ground and available for frequent snacking.
It was clear enough to give us a distant view of Aran Fawddwy, the highest peak in Mid Wales (and itself the source of some excellent walking). The picture below is a somewhat zoomed-in view.
A little further on, and after a climb, we were striding along a ridge and looking at two waterfalls. It was so quiet and still that the only sound we could hear was the sound of the falling water from across the valley.
A little further on, sloshing through stretches of bog and mud awaited us, and we were very glad of waterproof boots and gaiters, as well as walking poles for testing the depth! One particular bog-trot led us to a Llyn (Lake) and a well-deserved hot choc break.
Arrival at the edge of an escarpment gave us splendid views from above Pistyll y Llyn, the waterfall that was the object of our walk. It’s one of the highest waterfalls in Wales.
It’s a bit of an awkward descent beside the falls, first along a very narrow Miner’s Track (off which I nearly took a header after stepping on a very slippery rock!) then down a trackless but pleasingly springy gully of deep moss and grass.
Once in the valley, more bog was to come, but the final section of track was dry and clear.
So many small things make walking in the hills such a rich experience: wonderful old slate gate posts; fence posts with their own eco-systems and fabulous clouds.
We arrived back at the car just after 8pm, just as the last rays of the sinking sun were shining over the hilltops, and drove home under lovely sunset clouds towards beer and dinner. A perfect way to end a day!