Ascent: 800m
Weather: dry start, increasingly wetter and windier.
When we set off this morning, it was overcast and humid but dry and calm. A couple of cars passed us on the narrow lanes (where we had a fly-by by a buzzard) and then we crossed over the busy road and headed up a very steep path up a little hill. At the top of the hill we skirted around though woodland and lanes towards the coast. The clouds were gathering.
There was a short tree covered path and then we were out on a high sheep field, with good views towards the sea, debating whether to put our coats on or not. The clouds loomed darker. Our coats went on.
There is a bridge over the A55(T) near to Rhuallt where we crossed, and then we helped some ladies who were lost, before turning off the lane to make our way up around Mynydd-y-cwm hill. We had a couple of brief stops under some trees as it started to drizzle lightly, first with some cows, then with some other walkers. The drizzle turned more rain-like so we put our waterproof trousers on. The path levelled out and made its way though a gorse filled sheep field, where I thought my glasses had steamed up, but it was the clouds descending and we were in mist.
Until now our feet had been pretty dry, that soon changed as we had to walk through two fields with barley and long grass. The rain got heavier.
We thought about having a lunch stop, but nowhere suitable presented itself, so we had some jelly beans to keep us going and walked on.
Going along Prestatyn Hill, the path got quite narrow and muddy, with yellow flowers on either side (possibly St John's Wort) and I got stuck in a bramble bush. We had a quick lunch stop at a ruin of an old cottage (Pant-y-something) but didn't stop for long as it was starting to rain again. Rob's cheese and (very expensive, apparently) pickle sandwhich tried to kill him. From here the path got narrower and muddier and slopier, and the wind got stronger and rainier. It was really quite miserable for a few minutes, then we dropped down into shelter and things improved. Soon we were down on to a lane with houses, then into Prestatyn town (how many hairdressers?) and then onto the sea front. The tide was right in and the sea very choppy, so there was no paddling. Instead we had a bracing walk along to the Beaches Hotel, where we celebrated the end of the walk with coffee and a biscuit (and washing our socks) while outside it is now torrential rain and blowing a gale.
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