After walking back from the pub in the rain, we remained at the campsite for the rest of the afternoon, however around 4pm I got restless and since the rain had eased and was now just occasional drizzle, I went for a short walk. I chose the hill that towered over the campsite - Caer Caradoc, which had an old Iron age fort and a hidden cave on it.
Heading out of the campsite and across the fields - the idea was to go up to the saddle then turn right up the ridge to the top. The return would depend on circumstance once I reached the top.
over the wheat field to the track that ran across the base of the hill - where we had come back along yesterday.
Taking the diagonal route climbing back to the col - better than the direct one up the gully and fighting the bracken.
On the saddle col, looking to the top and a party of Buzzards hanging around.
Over the initial top and now looking to the main summit and ramparts of the fort behind.
Over the initial rampart and looking to the summit of the hill. I then went searching for the cave ... this was actually below the lowest rampart at about the middle of the side.
I found the cave at the same time as a bunch of lads, so did not hang around, but went back up to the top.
Looking south/ west
looking north/ east
As there was rain on the wind on top, I chose to cross over to the southern end and find the path that dropped down the east side.
This path dropped down the side and met a path from the other side coming up to the saddle col I had crossed earlier
From the col, I could see the campsite down below with our three vans lined up. Then back down the diagonal path
Over the corn field and back to the campsite where Sue was waiting having had a sleep.
