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CONQUERING CADER IDRIS. The following is an extract from the "Northampton Daily Echo" of June 27th, 1914: — We did not start out with the intention of making the attempt -Dot just then. After breakfast we agreed to walk out to Arthog to have a look round there. We left Llaubedr, a little village a mile and a half beyond Barmouth, about 9.80. With the exception of a few sandwiches, a little fruit, and a flak of tea, we were unpre- pared also we wore our best boots. Passing through Bar- mouth, we crossed the railway and foot-bridge, half a mile long, which spans the Estuary, and from which very fine views of the hills and mountains, including Cader Idris, Tyrau Mawr, and the Giant's Head, can be obtained. It is not an ideal morning for the ascent, high up among the hills are ominous-looking cloud banks which betoken trouble, the clouds become denser and denser. The top of the moun- tain is blotted out, but we decided to go forward forward was our motto. Up an almost perpen- dicular grassy slope we toil. At the top of the rise we overtake a man and a boy. At this point it is impossible to go on; we decided to wait. In lialf-an-hour a gleam of sunshine inspires a ray of hope in our hearts. An immediate move forward is made the man and boy who has made the ascent before, is unanimously appointed guides. There is no well-defined path just here, but by following certain landmarks we strucK the path in a few minutes. As we press up the grassy steeps we leave the cloud- bank behind us, and, persevering steadfastly, we at length reach j the cob (1,700 feet). Once over' l the ridge we emerge completely from obscurity. We have passed through the cloud, which we leave wreathing and swirling behind us, seemingly to cling to the mountain side with intensest af- fection. All is now bathed in most glorious sunshine. Stretch- ing away right in front is the path, now clearly visible, the summit appearing quite close. Only 1,200 feet yet to climb! But we have to travel three miles to reach it. The path is com- paratively easy for a couple of miles, but the last portion is stiff, rough, and steep. But at last we press up the final slope, mount the steps leading to the top of the cairn (2,927 feet); we ( 2 ,?. stand there gazing around en- thralled What a view What a wonderful panorama! Right down below is the Estuary. There is so much to see, so much to think that we we stay on the summit in the sunshine for an hour. Then we discuss the ques- tion of descent. The guides'' is returning over the same route we have traversed but after con- sideration we-decided to go down, by the Foxes Path and thence to Dolgellev. Now to find our way to Dolgelley. The path is very faint, a mere depression in the grass, which is at times undis- cernible. The guide book is now very useful, and by its aid we feel" our way correctly at length stopping at a farm off the Dol- gelley main road for tea. Thereafter the three-mile walk along the Dolgelley road, all down hill to the railway station is reached, and we steam back to Barmonth about eight o'clock. The walk to Llanaber is cheer- fully undertaken, our minds serene in the consciousness of another conquest in the realms of nature.