Pen y Fan

Last Monday, we went to the highest mountain in southern UK. It is called "Pen y Fan". The sky was very clear. Not like the weather this past week!

We parked our car near the Neuadd Reservoir and started our hike. We walked on the well-made track that leads up the mountain. As it was a bank holiday, we could meet many hikers there.

'Welcome to the Brecon Beacons!'

Usually, when we go hiking, we do the full course which includes Cribyn (795m), Pen y Fan (886m) and Corn Du (873m). However, this time, we had someone with short legs and he is still very young, so we picked an easier course. We skipped Cribyn and Corn Du.

'How dare you call my legs short!'
'They are longer than yours! Lol!'

As it was a hot day, our little Corgi kept panting. He usually enjoys his lunch--sheep poop--on the trail, but they looked quite dry and they weren't attractive enough for Mr. Chewy Cadwaladr. Good for us, but no good for him!

Well, walking up to Pen y Fan was not easy for him. A rocky path stood in his way. He took some steps walking up and he took some rest. It seems we chose a quite difficult course for him. We had to carry him just before we reached the top of Pen y Fan.

The view from the top of Pen y Fan.

'Daddy, quick! There's a big queue behind us!'
'Everyone wants to do some photo shooting!'

After we left Pen y Fan, we enjoyed walking on high ridges.

'Daddy...I can't walk any more! I'm tired!'
'Will you carry me to our car?'

Cadwaladr.