Sadly no, Mr Mole. The clag and the dampness played a major outcome in a bittersweet day. Bitter because I made a decision to bale out at Ogwen, sweet because the beauty of the internet delivered me a guardian angel just when I needed one.

Setting off from a bitterly cold Yr Wyddfa, things became 'exciting' coming off Ugain and rounding the Pinnacles. Pretty much zero viz and water streaming off the rocks made for slow progress. Hoping for better things coming back to Bwlch Goch, I took a nasty tumble half way down, smashing my watch and slicing open my thumb on the razor sharp rocks. Thank goodness for the cycling mitts as they prevented my hand being ripped open too. Top tip there from Mr Rod the Rally.

Anyway, I trotted into Nant Peris in a worsening mood, 10 mins down on schedule, sore hand and NO SIGN of the weather picking up. Was picking my way up the first bit of Elidir Fawr when I came upon a fellow in fell running attire leaning nonchalently on a gate. 'Are you Wheeze?' he asked and 'Do you mind if I tag along?'. Thus it came to pass that my guardian angel was delivered to me. An angel who lurks on these forums and knew I would be coming through. All I can say is that met a true gentleman of the fells, a Clwydian runner who is the genuine article and I am eternally grateful to him for his help and company over the next trying and vexing 3.5 hours. To say I could not have done it without him may be stretching the truth....but only just! And even he had some trouble with the nav on some parts.

So, to cut a long story short, I got to Ogwen in 5.20, pretty much on schedule but with no sign of the weather improving, very poor light and the prospect of doing the Carneddau, solo, tired, and in poor conditions. Knowing how tough the going had been as a pair, it did not take me long to make my mind up that discretion was the better part of valour and the challenge would have to wait for another time.

Now back in Llandudno, enjoying a beer in the late evening sunshine!!!!