|"Winter Tonality" Snowdon and Mynydd Mawr © Glyn Davies 2010|
Another last minute rapid decision, but still based around the desperate and insatiable need to get into winter mountain snow, and I was off to Rhosgadfan to get some shots of the high hills from the low hills. Time was against me and I knew I'd never get onto the big peaks in time, alone and in thick snow, so this location would give me the 'sense' of Winter mountains without the struggle, well as much of one!
|"Naturally Mutilated" Mynydd Mawr © Glyn Davies 2010|
My feet sank deep into thick snow as I trudged up the steep slope of Moel Tryfan to reach the isolated rocky crag on it's summit and the layers of clothes I'd worn to fight off the icy cold winds were now starting to overheat me, especially carrying the weight of camera rucksacks and tripod. On the summit however the bitter piercing wind forced jackets to be quickly zipped up again. I made my way across the snowy slope towards the gaping zawn of the Rhosgadfan quarries, dark in shadow and cupping ink black waters.
|"Peaks Exposed and Unexposed" Snowdon and Craig Cwmbychan © Glyn Davies 2010|
By contrast the beautiful snowy curves of Mynydd Mawr were catching the late afternoon light and a minutiae of textural details were revealed by the low angle of the sun. Beyond that again, beyond the dark cliffs of Craig Cwm Du (aptly named! Crag of the Black Cwm) sat the full faceted face of Yr Wyddfa (Snowdon) soaking up the rapidly reddening winter sunset. The new cafe on Wales' highest peak was clearly visible from time to time, when summit clouds gently blew across.
|"High Society Exposed" Snowdon and Craig Cwmbychan © Glyn Davies 2010|
The light was changing quickly, as it seems to anyway at this time of year, and after a light show of yellows, pinks, salmons and reds, the hills were suddenly pale blue and the sun had set over the Irish Sea. I made my way back through the West facing quarry levels so that I could see the changing colours in the clouds over the horizon, and then I was walking in dusk, down the final snow slope to the thick ice covered tracks and finally an unusually cold van.
"A Fortunate Bend" Moel Tryfan © Glyn Davies 2010
(One track leads to a blinding but beautiful sunset, the other leads to instant death
where dumped cars join others which have drowned in crystal clear but dark quarry lakes.)
My good friend and photographer Dave Molloy lived at the foot of these hills in Rhosgadfan, and he adored this place, but then he and his lovely family moved down to Broadstairs to live. I miss his company very much and every time I visit this area it always feels like Dave's place. I know he misses this stunning area as well. To one day meeting again Dave?
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