The shop and tea-rooms of the “Snowdon Honey Farm and Winery” are well worth a visit to just shop and sample the delicacies on offer in the tea-rooms, but one little corner of the tea-room in particular draws us in each time we visit. On a shelf in the corner you’ll find a number of little leaflets showing plans of and giving directions for a number of local walks, these are free, but a donation into the charity box is suggested.
We used one such map on our walk to “Cwm-y-Glo” on our last visit, but this time we chose a walk to Nant Peris and back.
We set off from the shop in the direction of “Dolbadarn Castle” and having found the castle easily my map-reading skills failed us and instead of carrying on past the castle as the walking guide sent us we returned to the road and headed out of Llanberis past the large old hotel on the hill, the Royal Victoria Hotel (known as Vicky to the locals), a short way past here we found the other end of the foot-path where we would have re-joined the road if we had kept on going.
The first part of this Nant Peris circular walk involves a lot of road walking but from here you can get a great view across Lyn Padyrn. The entrance to the “Electric Mountain” is nestled below the slate quarry. Hubby’s been to visit the power station inside the mountain, an attraction I might well visit next time we’re there and it’s raining.
I couldn’t decide which picture to add here, the Electric Mountain entrance framed by the fresh new greenery, or the slate walls hacked out of the mountain contrasted with the soft scented blossom, so you’ve got both …
If I had been standing here a lot later in the day, I would have seen myself just entering the picture somewhere near the top right of the photo. Although bearing in mind the enormous scale of things here, I would have just been a tiny white dot on the landscape.
The walk to Nant Peris is a very gentle walk, more of a means to an end really but after a little while of road walking you will come to a layby on your right, after my earlier attempt at map reading caused us to back-track when we were actually so near to the forward path, it was quite a relief to find the layby marked on the map, and as with many of the pictures in this post, this sign on the wall at the far end of the layby will serve as landmark for anyone trying to follow in our footsteps.
As it says on the sign, the park is being developed, the layby was a temporary home to workmen and building materials, but I’m sure it will all be beautiful when it’s finished, I just hope the health and safety brigade don’t have too much of a say in what goes where. It was a pleasant change to road walking though and one or two things caught my eye as we passed through.
We passed what was possibly an old slate stack at the side of the path and since it reminded me of one of those penny slot machines in an amusement arcade with the pennies poised to drop at any moment I really didn’t need the warning to keep off it, maybe it was there for the sheep, but if you look carefully you will see they hadn’t taken a lot of notice.
A little further along the path you will see a style, just a thought here, even with the recent dry weather the ground was rather moist underfoot, once past the style though and up hill slightly it was fine but I don’t think you would have been able to take this path a few months ago, maybe they’ll add a board-walk here or something similar while they’re developing the park.
Oh look, the sheep have made it down to firmer ground quite safe, unharmed and still quite oblivious to the warning sign.
Shortly you’ll come to a little bridge crossing the stream, we paused here watching two dogs chasing a sheep. Poor thing, it looked terrified. A man appeared, shouting at the dogs. He was wearing running shorts and a sports t-shirt and although the dogs didn’t seem to be hurting the sheep, he really didn’t look like a farmer. But what does a farmer look like on one of the warmest days of the year half way up a mountain ?
Eventually the dogs chased the sheep into the stream and the “farmer” hoisted the sheep up onto his shoulders and carried it away. By then we had to assume a tourist or runner at the triathlon event organised for the weekend wouldn’t have been able to hoist the sheep onto his shoulders so easily so we carried on over the bridge, relieved that the sheep didn’t seem harmed in any way, and headed into Nant Peris.
I wondered if this little bridge would survive the developments, if you’re following the walk from my pictures in the future, you might have to use a bit of imagination when looking for landmarks.
After the bridge, we appeared to be walking through a field, and I’m not sure if the children’s play area on our left was a garden or a public park, but as we got closer to the road again we found this small gate, stepped through onto a sort of driveway and finally came to a footpath sign point the way we had come.
If you’re heading into Llanberis from the Nant Peris end of the park, look out for the Vaynol Arms, the footpath is to be found just the other side of the bus stop in the picture.
More from before : posts about “Llanberis” and other walks in Snowdonia.