Oh, to be a sheep!

Hello to all! Well, we all survived a very wet welsh weekend. On Saturday the girls got up to climb mount snowdon. The weather was cool, but no rain. The walk up the mountain started out cheerily enough, but by two thirds of the way up, things started to get serious. The fog rolled in. The wind picked up. The gradient drastically steepened. Soon it became a fight to the finish. Mount snowdon vs cari, Emma and Lauren. With a little encouragement from people climbing down the mountain, the girls finally clawed their way to the top. Upon reaching the top, they found no view ( it was too foggy), they looked a right mess (the cashier at top Cafe laughed at them), and the train that will take you down the mountain was booked solid. So they slipped and scrambled back down ( wishing they were sure footed sheep of course), and promptly found at the bottom that they missed thier bus. So they called a taxi and once at the campground, ate, fended off incoming slugs, and called it a day. After a simple day of traveling back to wolverhampton, the girls find themselves still quite tired and in slight disbelief of their encounter with "that stupid mountain". But as emmas nan says, " nothing is impossible in wales!"