Day 15 - 19th June 2007

Feeling a little fragile after a good night in the Minfford Hotel, we reclimbed Cadair (this time, with full packs), the same rote as yesterday but this time in clear skies and a warm wind (that kept the damned midges away).
The views were amazing from the tops and we had lunch perched out of the wind on the 811m saddle above the Pony Path with views of the 1 mile Barmouth footbridge that we would need to cross later that day. My ultralight titanium spoon blew away and settled on a rock above a 1000 foot drop. I crawled on my stomach to save it. Maybe I'll ask Bob to source a weight to attach to the spoon to stop it floating off.
Alan has a rather eccentric taste in trail mix - the usual GORP but with added choc chips, cheese biscuits and liquorice. He's on his own!
We walked down the rather boring Pony Path and crossed over to the Barmouth 1 mile footbridge (70p toll) across the very windy estuary.
Barmouth was an odd mix of tasteful and utter tat (but had the best toy shop I have ever seen - remote control everything and crossbows, catapults and loads of other dangerous looking lads stuff), but our hotel was at the posh end (a Victorian 'castle' with loads of original features, like leaks!) and Al had his usual steak with several pints and I had seabass and a good bottle of Kiwi Sauv' Blanc.
I love roughing it!
Weather was good again, Sarah says its been awful in Swansea and everyone is feeling sorry for us!