A White Easter on the Black Hill!

Well, if the weather is going to be Siberian over Easter, at least at breakfast time we can look out of the window at the wonderful views of the Black Mountains. And of course, this tells us that it’s time for us to head up onto the peaks!

View of Red Darren in the Black Mountains from  the guest room of Little Trewern B&B

View of Red Darren in the Black Mountains from the guest room of Little Trewern B&B

So with the temperate rising to a toasty-warm 3 degrees celsius around the farm, we set out for a wander – fully kitted out for winter walking. And we needed to be!

On top of the Black Mountains the snow is many feet feet deep. The bitter Siberian winds have polished the east-facing slopes into glittering ice sculptures, creating the illusion that you are on the edge of a glacier. Indeed if we hadn’t just set out from Little Trewern, we would have been convinced that we were in the French Alps where we love to go winter snow-shoeing and ice climbing.

Looking across to the Black Mountains from the foot of the Black Hill (Crib Garth)

Looking across to the snow-clad Black Mountains from the base of the Black Hill (Crib Garth)

So abandoning the Darrens and Offa’s Dyke path to the snow drifts, we swung round towards the Black Hill (or Crib Garth) in the knowledge that the winds would have blasted the snow off the narrow ridge, thus making it accessible.

A winter scene on the Black Hill, with our border collie Jester leading the way.

On the main ridge of the Black Hill, with our border collie Jester leading the way.

Up on the ridge the temperature was well below zero and the cross-winds were more than bracing.

But the views were absolutely wonderful!

 

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