#SuperTed – By Sarah Sailsbury
On Saturday 9th May 2015, my son Edward aged 10 and myself climbed the Llanberis Path on Snowdon, the preparation for the trip began in January. The ideal had been simmering for some time…unfortunately we had lost our aunt two years previously to cancer. Aunt Vowel (aka Val, as Edward could never pronounce her name clearly when young) adored Edward. She’d say he would do and achieve great things, so we decided to do something great in her memory……Climb a mountain and raise funds for Pink Pong CRUK, Hence, the fundraising and cake baking began….wherever possible cakes and pretzels were sold our family and friends were absolutely fantastic with their support. We had set a target of £1 per metre of the climb, totalling £1085!!!
On the day the weather was overcast, cloudy and drizzly. Despite this we set off in our full wet weather gear. The path was quiet and we only met a few other walkers, throughout the climb we waved as the train past us, and received lots of waves in return. The climb starts very gently and we steadily made our way. The view was quite limited due to the weather, we sang and chatted our way to the Halfway House, with a very quick pit stop for a drink and snack. We continued our climb which became quite steep and passed under a small tunnel for the train track, we came across a few more climbers there was great spirit amongst the climbers an and encouraged each other to continue to the top. Throughout Edward wasn’t fazed by the challenge and was determined to reach the top, and at different stages we guessed how far we had walked and how much we had raised.
The weather became even more difficult and we found ourselves with puddles in our boots and quite high winds, our waterproofs held up quite well, we finally reached the top! The winds were terribly strong and we had to crawl the final steps to the top. We had walked the Path in 2 hours 10 minutes!! It was a touching moment, although short lived as we literally hugged the plinth took a quick photo and descended the steps on our bottoms.
A quick visit to the café at the summit was well deserved with a defrost, dry off and hot mug of chocolate. We had a fabulous hug and spoke of how proud I was that he’s climbed a mountain in his aunt’s memory.
On returning to our B&B we found that we had reached our target!! Edward was delighted and relieved! After good nights sleep was followed by a treat of tramplolining in a cave!