Looking at the map and having done a spot of research of the area, a route was soon plotted. I decided to start in Croesor, a small village where I have never been, nestled in the countryside with a single track access. From here the plan was to ascend Cnict from the south west, descend from the north and continue on to Moelwyn Mawr 8 Moelwyn Bach, passing disused quarries and Llyns along the way. Here there was the option to ascend Moelwyn Mawr, retrace the ascent route and head to Moelwyn Bach before taking the path that led back down to Croesor. A lovely circular route inclusive of 3 summits that was estimated c. 14km.
A quick message to my friend Jason asking what his plans were for the following day and the sharing of the proposed route via OS Maps software, the next day’s adventure was sorted. Onward to the Moelwyns.
Now I have often said that I think September is the best month of summer. For the past number of years my weekends spent on the hills in September have had much better weather than those spent in August (which have been known to be a bit soggy). Granted, this summer in the UK has been great but it came as no surprise that the day was set to be a lovely, warm, sunny one as the clouds began to lift in throughout the morning.
So far we had not seen anyone else but as we looked up we could see a few people heading to the summit of Cnict from the route we were originally going to take. Continuing on, the path was pretty none existence in parts so a bit of map & compass and OS Map App were done to ensure we kept on track. We ascended over undulating ground and craggy spots before reaching the ridge that leads to the summit of Cnict, stopping frequently to take in the stunning view that were laid out in front of us. The sun was beaming and the surrounding summits were all clear, albeit Snowdon who had its mid-morning veil caressing its head.
Onwards we travelled making our way to Rhosydd Quarry, crossing the diverse landscape, huge boulders where I wondered how long they had been there, Llyn Cwm-Corsiog and a rather splendid waterfall, nestled in a nook. After a few auditions for the next Herbal Essence advert we made our way following the stream to the Quarry, and what a fantastic place it was.
Once again the views were phenomenal, with Snowdon completely clear now she had shaken her summit shroud and all the other wonderful high and low peaks of Snowdonia standing in all their glory. As we had mooched about a bit, stopping for photos, putting the world to rights and getting into a walking rhythm that complimented the last, lazy days of summer, we decided that we would not blast up Moelwyn Bach this time but continue to the summit of Moelwyn Mawr, heading down its flank which also eventually led back to Croesor.