The camera had some condensation in the lens.

But ...

This is Pentre Ifan. A neolithic burial site. A portal dolmen from about 3500 BC.

This is probably the oldest historical site we've seen so far on our travels.

But here we are in Wales. Home of slate.

And the white wash would originally have been lime. 

We are on the west side of Snowdon. The western most of the three valleys that split Snowdonia.

Fresh water and drain both frozen. I was a bit careless replacing the lagging during tank strap repairs.

We are at the forest camp just north west of Beddgelert.

In the 13th century the north Wales prince Llewellyn mistakenly killed his dog Gelert. Hence grave of Gelert.

No photo but a nice walk along the river bank to the grave. Not quite what we expected though!

This is Bryn Celli Ddu. About 2000 BC.

Its a combination of a circular henge and a later burial chamber at the center.

A 200 BC iron age defended settlement.

Only the earthworks and ditch remain.

Sheila and Ali are trying to decide if its cold and miserable or just cold. And whether its warmer inside or outside the shelter (which had ice on the ground).

And we ate chocolate muesli bar thingoes.

Then started the descent down a different ridge.

On a better day its a good walk along the ridges, all the way to the top of Snowdon!.

And in case anyone wants to know, yes, it rained. Again.

The patron saint of lovers.

Though we aren't too sure about what she did to earn the title, apart from staying on the island after deciding she didn't want one.

Not a straight piece of wood in sight.

There were several of them.

Must be something that foresters from the Forestry Commission do.

This woodpecker was rescued earlier when it mistook the window for somewhere safe to fly.

It recovered well after a short rest in a bucket by the fire.