Travellers Journal Snowdonia National Park Day 3

I cannot recall the​ moment I discovered my fear of​ heights. I can remember falling from the​ top of​ a​ bunk bed once whilst on​ holiday as​ my sister slept on​ the​ bottom. I don't think that was the​ defining moment,​ though I'm sure it​ played some part in​ developing my phobia.

But one thing was for certain. I knew I couldn't come to​ Llanberis without a​ journey on​ the​ Snowdon Mountain Railway. "Did you​ go on​ the​ mountain train?" they would ask.

"Er,​ no,​" I would reply rather meekly.

"Why ever not?" the​ inquisition would continue.

"Er,​ I was scared." I could hear the​ sniggering even now. the​ heights are not a​ problem provided the​ land slopes gently and there is​ no dramatic change in​ gradient. But I had seen the​ postcards,​ and boy did some of​ those drops look spectacular.

So it​ was with a​ certain amount of​ trepidation that I approached the​ ticket booth. the​ advent of​ internet bookings has left the​ railway struggling to​ meet demand,​ especially during the​ busy tourist season.

Each journey to​ the​ top is​ made by just a​ single carriage pushed along either by the​ more romantic steam engine or​ a​ modern diesel. the​ distinctive smell of​ the​ steam engines is​ evident throughout the​ station and can become a​ little overbearing at​ times. But there's no tiring of​ the​ traditional sounds of​ bells and whistles and the​ whoosh of​ the​ engines.

Ice at​ the​ summit of​ Mount Snowdon means a​ reduction in​ the​ return fare from £20 down to​ £14 as​ the​ train will only be going three-quarters of​ the​ way up. I purchased my ticket and waited anxiously for my carriage.

The journey began sedately enough with a​ gentle climb out of​ the​ station before the​ serious assault on​ Snowdon. as​ the​ ground fell away behind the​ carriage we began to​ make slow but steady progress.

The steep gradient meant we weren't travelling much faster than the​ ramblers away to​ the​ left who waved at​ us as​ they continued their assault on​ foot. Once we approached the​ three-quarter point the​ moment I had feared was upon me.

Without warning the​ ground through the​ left carriage window fell away,​ exposing a​ near 2,​000 foot shear drop to​ the​ valley floor of​ Llanberis Pass. Cars were just visible snaking their way through the​ valley road. the​ last time I witnessed events from this height was through the​ window of​ an​ airplane.

Soon after the​ train came to​ a​ halt and we disembarked for half an​ hour of​ sightseeing before the​ decent back to​ the​ station. the​ views were magnificent but the​ difference in​ temperature at​ this altitude was remarkable. at​ ground level it​ was almost t-shirt weather but up here it​ was time for thermals.
Travellers Journal Snowdonia National Park Day 3 Travellers Journal Snowdonia National Park Day 3 Reviewed by Henda Yesti on September 09, 2018 Rating: 5

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