The best sort of winter day…sparkling white mountains and cloudless blue sky.  We slipped our way up an icy path high above Blaenau Ffestiniog to the ruined houses of Cwmorthin.  The abandoned slate quarry buildings stood black and eerie today against the white landscape. The treacherous skin of ice on Llyn Cwmorthin was causing a cormorant no end of frustration.  My six layers of clothing just about did the trick but could have done with spiked boots on the way back down.  Stunning place, can’t wait to go back to explore some more.