t seems I have the summit to myself. “Yr Wyddfa,” I say, grinning stupidly. Any mountain makes me euphoric, this one especially so. For a special few moments I stand alone at the apex of Cymru. Or not alone, as it transpires. A herring gull hunkers here too, grumpy but not incongruous.
THE ROOF OF CYMRU
Jan 12, 2023
2 minutes
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