The third day dawned, or at least we were led to belive it did, misty and raining. Not the best start to the last leg of the expedition but within a couple of hours we were several layers of clothes lighter as the sun came out.
The assessor walked with us at the start of the third day and tested us on our map reading skills. After a while we were left to our own devices, the assessor was close by but didn't help or influence us - in fact we didn't see much of him.
Sorry Puss - we're not going to London - just to Heol Senni. Backpacking takes on a new meaning.
The route was not always as well defined as this - in fact most of the time it was nigh impossible to see the footpaths at all.
Clouded in mist early on but the sun soon came out, the mist cleared and the true beauty of the beacons was plain to see and appreciate.
At least this photo proves we did have a map and compass.
No not a microwave - but just as quick - a gas trangia is ideal for expedition work.
The road that is - we walked up this lane in order to reach the Roman Road that runs just below the top of the ridge.
No not cooked rats - ratpack stands for ration pack - the type the army uses. Ideal for expeditions and quick and easy to use - boil and eat from the bag - saves on the washing up.
Either that or one of our group must have been really hungry.
Sun shining - top of the beacons - where better to spend a Saturday.
The end of the expedition on the third day - just waiting for the minibus to collect us.
