by Woke up at 5AM to make it from Limerick to Dublin in time to catch the ferry back to Wales on my way to London. The drive at 5AM through the foggy misty highways of Ireland as the sun came up was pretty great, tho I was going 120kph and had no place to pull over and try to grab a pic. Besides, would it look great in such low light? Eh.
Snowdonia Interrupted
I figured since I was crossing from Dublin to Holyhead, I’d be near Snowdonia in Wales, which I had to cancel a few weeks ago (lol a few weeks ago, christ) because the weather was terrible.
Except.
Except, it’s the nicest weather Wales has had all year and it’s a bank holiday on Monday so it’s a three day weekend. So ALL OF WALES was in Snowdonia. People were parking miles away and walking back to various spots in the national park. So my plans to stop and grab the train up to the summit of Snowdon weren’t going to happen. Even if I were to park and hike back, the train was guaranteed sold out and I still had 6 hours of driving to get to London tonight. So I drove along the road through the valley next to the Snowdon peaks. And let me tell you: they were stunning. These jagged peaks made of sharp imposing stone jutting into the sky. I’d have taken pictures of how cool it all looked, except every place I could’ve pulled over to grab a pic was packed with parked cars of people who had walked back to town *sigh*
As you come down the backside of the mountain there was finally a stretch of road where people hadn’t yet parked, so I was able to pull over and grab some photos. There’s an entire mountain of that same lumpy grey sandstone as from Scotland, and if you squint you can see a bunch of people hang-gliding off of it.
Shady Roads & Cloudy Skies
Once down the mountain, I ended up on one of the narrowest one-lane roads of this trip, and it was lined with stone walls that had clearly been here forever since they were covered in moss. SO COOL. And the weather was pretty great, so there were some awesome fluffy clouds here and there.
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