Yesterday my brother Iain and I should have been heading up for a late summer scramble onto England’s highest peak Scafel Pike in the Lake district.BUT the weather didn’t play ball.
It was a pretty awful forecast of high winds and heavy rain plus a low cloud base..same for Snowdonia! So much for a late summer walk it was bloody autumn…late autumn by the feel of it, somebody had fast forwarded the year by two months !!!!!
So it was Plan C.We had an afternoon walking onto Moel Famau and then swung hard to Port and headed towards the coast and Moel Arthur on the Clwydian hills.
Turned out to be wet and blustery which was actually quite good because there was nobody up there!
Despite the rather shitty weather there was plenty of vibrant colour as the heather moorland was in colour,vast carpets of purple flowers which Lola my dog loved running and mooching in.
We clocked up about 7 miles and feeling invigorated we headed home and called in at “The Wheatsheaf” pub in Raby for refreshments
Not Scafel but better the have a plan C than do nothing at all.