Browsing through some photos I have stored on the external memory box ready for sorting, it appears I not only went to Llanberis in June, I climbed down Snowdon too. There are no photos of me to prove I was actually there, but I vaguely remembered the first few photos in the file, and by the end I could remember the weekend too.
I remembered wandering off without Hubby to take these two photos, I’m not sure where he was, but he hadn’t gone back to the tent because I have a photo of the view from our B&B window, so we weren’t camping.
It’s coming back to me now, we went up on the train and came back down the miner’s path. Oh yes, and “Georgio’s” … that’s me holding the ice-cream.
I’ll fix up a few more photos over the weekend and dig around in the old grey cells to tell you what we were up too.