On the downside, I’ve been kept awake since 4pm by a chorus of cockerels outside my tent. On the upside, there’s a decent view this morning ahead of our ascent of Snowdon.
Our campsite is pretty perfect. Clean, spacious and with steam trains and brewpub on site.
I met the engaging Cem from Gwynedd A Mon CAMRA branch for a pint at their regular Pub of the Year, and pretty much Cem’s local.
I’ve warmed to the Parc.It’s a functional club type building with pleasing Marstons touches. The character comes from a good mix of custom, with more drinkers than diners last night. Almost exclusively Welsh spoken at the bar too.
Pool and Olympics in two of the rooms were keeping business ticking past 9pm.
A decent sized village of Waunfawr provides enough ale turnover across the six pumps to maintain better quality than I would have guessed.
Cem maintains WhatPub for the branch, and I sympathised with the challenge of keeping track of a continued erosion of lunchtime and weekday opening.
The Parc is open all hours, but steam trains and occasional Snowdon buses have their limitations, so the cheap campsite provides a lot of the later trade.
The first couple of pints were well kept homebrew, the rest of the range, particularly the Summer and Gold have been exceptional (NBSS 3.5) and all at less than £3.
My options at the peak of Snowdon may be more limited.