I spent Father’s Day on a geocaching get together, at the top of Cadair Idris.
I had done the research, and had found the best (easiest) route (for me) and worked out possible timings. I collected my niece Ann, at 7 (ish) and drove to the Ty Nant Cadair Idris carpark at just after 8, so we were well on schedule. We met a man there called Kev who was also going to the event, which was called ‘A Brew with a View’. A guy with the handle of Jurassic Parkinsons organises them at three monthly intervals, and they are always on a mountain or similar, and often at a geocache that is not visited that often. A dozen or so people turning up at a geocache injects it with a lot of logs.
We teamed up with Kev and set off up the Pony Path and Ann and Kev promptly brought up the subject of collecting the geocaches scattered along the route, which seemed like a very good idea to me. There were three along the path and three at and near the summit. There is a geocache at the car park, but as I was the only one who hadn’t got it, I decided to get that one when we RTBd.
We got two of the three geocaches along the path, and even with an extended search on the third (which we didn’t find) we arrived at the hut at the summit an hour early. The summit was shrouded in cloud, and while we ate our sandwiches, the winds and rain hit the mountain. The hut was like Waterloo station, walkers coming, munching, and going. and several came in dripping with water. The Brew with a View crew turned up, and by the time the event was over, (it lasted 30 minutes) the rain had gone too.
We(!) had nabbed the geocaches near the summit, in a break in the rain, so when we all scattered our various ways, Ann, Kev and I headed off piste for the third geocache near the summit of Pen-y-Gader. As we headed for the geocache the cloud began to lift and so I rather got involved with taking pictures. Ann and Kev had found the geocache by the time I caught them up. Getting left behind is an occupational hazard when taking photographs, but the geocache was in the middle of a scree field, so perhaps I should have waited until they got off it before catching them up. How do you get scree on the top of a mountain? That’s what I thought, and a daft place to stick it.
The walk down turned into a sunny amble, as the clouds lifted a bit more and revealed more of the wider landscape. Ann had walked up the other (harder) side of Cadair Idris a short while ago with a mountain walking group and on that day the weather was wonderful and the views were fabulous. We did a second search for the missed geocache, Kadair Kats, and tips from caches at the meet didn’t help much. The, “If they found it, so can we”, mentality kicked in and we kept widening our search until we (Ann) found it. I did find one cache that we searched for, so I wasn’t completely useless, LoL.
It was, all in all, actually a very nice day; the walk up; all the chit chat; meeting lots of people; even the clouds and mist, and getting some photos, were all fun. Being joined by Kev was great as he is well chatty. He has gammy legs so he was almost as slow as me on the way up, but he doesn’t half shift on the way down. Me? I’m slower going down than going up. Hills really shouldn’t be that hard when going down!! The only down (ha ha) side was the aching legs the day after. The best part of the day though was the drive home with Ann through the forested valleys, so prettily dressed in their spring greens – we live in such a beautiful part of the world.
Fathers Day was rounded off for me with phone calls from my darlings, and Jules had baked a Lemon Drizzle cake from a recipe by Merry Berry – yummeeeeeeee.
The ‘Brew With a View’ crew keep notes, and we were taking the micky out of them, and said that it should be called a Brew Without a View! The facts are that out of 24/25 events, only seven have have had good weather enabling the views to be viewed, LoL.