Rhyswg walk

After this morning's kiln unpacking I cleaned and tidied while it rained outside.
By midday the weather was lifting and I'd had enough!!
The last scraggy bits of cloud were lifting from the top as I left the highest houses in the village





Stone ridges set across the old road, now a path, to divert rainwater and keep the surface from being washed away in heavy rain.

It climbs steadily , then the trees open out and you can see up the side valley, Cwm fapi, known as "the lappy" . They have begun, this year, harvesting trees planted by my Man and others, in his first job when he left school. Hard, cold work.

After the halfway breather on the fire road, up and up and up again.







The bracken is taking the path over now, without someone walking up and down every day.
Flat at last! The pony stallions shelter along this stretch, you can see how their hooves have cut up the sward.


up again, to the top of the old road by Ysgubor Ton (Meadow Barn)



Then along the old parish road and out along the mountain to the tree that you can see from nearly every part of the Mountain Common



As I arrived the clouds parted to reveal the sun!

Then I sat and had lunch, by Col's Tree. Finding peace and tranquility and companionship in spirit.

sunset on Cefn Rhyswg

This still doesn't do justice to the colours, but it gives an idea how breathtaking sunsets are from where Mountain Man lives.


Looking over to the highest point of the mountain, pink in the sunset.
Clear felling. I don't know if this is where the crop has matured, or where larches have caught Sudden Oak Death. Unfortunately Bilberries get it too, so hopefully this is being done in time.
In the foreground you can see where the frost has stayed all day, on the Northern side of Cefn Rhyswg.



We went to buy dogfood, sugarbeet and two small bales of hay. Keeping the stock fed! Hopefully no lambs before March, but you never know, despite all the calculations.

Leaving this to come back down to the village is never easy.