Leaving a grey Bristol behind us, my brother and I made our way across the bridge and into the Brecon Beacons National Park. Reaching Pont ar Daf car park everything had a white covering and the snow crunched beneath my feet as I stepped into my walking boots, finally the white wintery scene I have been waiting for!
The Pont ar Daf National trust footpath took us steeply up to Bwlch Duwynt, from here the views across the horseshoe were a brilliant white in every direction, just being able to define the mountain peaks in the distance. The snow was almost knee deep at this level and we couldn’t help but have a play in it. We continued on the lower path walking around Corn du rather than across its summit. The weather took a turn for the worse at this point and a harsh wind blew snow across our faces, pulling our hood in tight we carried on and reached the summit.
This was my first summit in the snow and it felt great to achieve it. Winter has put me off hill walking as regularly as I do in the summer but with the right equipment, a look at the forecast, the knowledge to stay safe and knowing when to turn back, taking the step outside has opened a whole new world on the hills. Heres to many more snowy adventures.