|Some colourful houses|
We walked on the pebble beach and I found a pebble with a chicken on it.
|Here is the pebble with the chicken on it.|
After the nice stay in Aberaeron we drow north to the mountains of Wales. In the evening we stoped at Beddgelert and sat in frot of a fire place in a very nice pub and had a good time. The next morning we all prepared our self to make it to the highest peak in Wales, Snowdon.
We startet our walk in beautiful weather and had two sherpas to carry us and our snacks. Snacks were handy at our stops and the higher up we climbed the more scared Henrietta became. I looked after her and made sure she was safe and warm.
As we reached the top it was not much to see, so I am not sure it was the top of Snowdon. I tried to go to the highes point, and when there were no way up from there, only down again, I think it must have been the top. Henrietta didn't want to get out of her bag at the top, Frank was asleep and Bonnie thought the mist would make her fur go all curley...so here I am.
|The top of Snowdon ...I think.|