The Watkin Path
This weekend i took my daughter wild camping on the mountains of Snowdonia. We slept out in a loud storm. I wasn’t scared one bit…….cough! We had a great time. While my daughter stayed with a friend who had his son i took the opportunity to go for a run on the hill. It was 4 miles straight up to the place we camped so i ran/fell down to the bottom and slowly (there is no other way) up to the camp. I felt strong and it was a pleasure to go for a run in this environment.