Thursday night I drove down to Abergwyngregyn and slept in the Bongo. Friday I had planned to camp in the tent on the Friday night but it soon became clear that the wind was far too strong. I reached Drum and I was nearly blown of my feet and poor Oscar was crying. I decided that Duly Bothy once again was the safest option. On reaching Duly Bothy I had a roam around the reservoirs to see if I could find a sheltered spot to camp (I'd carried my tent after all), however, everywhere seemed to be exposed to the gale, so I resigned myself to the Bothy. Four lads from Liverpool turned up with a couple of bags of coal and a very warm night was had.
The following day I had planed to return to Abergwybgregny via Drosgl Moel Wnion. However, the lads from Liverpool asked me to join them and said the would give me a lift back to the car. This was a great opportunity for me to take in higher peaks I wouldn't have attempted on my own. I also got to use my crampons and ice axe. Oscar did really well and didn't seem to mind the freezing conditions apart from when we stopped. My left eye kept trying to freeze shut.
On the tops it was a complete white-out and extremely difficult to navigate. We made a major mistake and relied on other peoples footprints instead of the compass. Instead of taking the Bwlch Eryl Farchog Ridge we strayed all the way over to Carnedd Dafyd. Instead of getting lost further we made the decision to drop down to Llyn Ogwen and hitch a ride back to the car.
