To celebrate our triumphant FTF at Coed y Cwm, we headed off for Ysgyryd Fawr. Unfortunately, the last wisps of what must have been a brilliant sunset were fading away as we hopped out of the car and began our trek along the gravelled path.
Halfway to the top, we met a kind couple coming down the other way who were surprised to encounter us. "Do you have a torch? You'll surely need one, else you should turn around now," they admonished. Simon grinned and said, "We have three!" as Elizabeth held up the giant Maglite for inspection.
The sun had sunk, but the western sky was still striped in bold blues and oranges when we reached the top of the ridge. The Sugar Loaf made a dramatic silhouette. As the valleys around us deepened into black, the farmhouse lights made cosy dots of domesticity around us, and, for a while, we could hear church bells ringing and ringing down in Abergavenny. The air was cool, but the breeze was light, and we were quite comfortable.
By the time we reached the cache site, it was completely dark. Simon hopped down off the path and located the box straight away with the aid of his Petzl. We liberated SpongeBob TB and dropped off F4U-1D Corsair TB and Civility TB.
We figured we might as well see the trig point while we were there, and, as we set off, we heard a small aircraft to our left. We watched as it zoomed over Abergavenny and past us. Then it began to turn, and Simon said, "Wow! It's going to fly around us." But the plane was at a very low altitude (we were looking down on it), and, when it suddenly banked very sharply to the right with a whine of the engines, Elizabeth's heart stopped.
She has nightmares that happen just like this, and she knew the plane was going to hit: how could it turn so suddenly, at such a sharp angle?! Of course, the north end of Ysgyryd Fawr drops steeply, not like the south end we'd just walked up; but Elizabeth didn't know that.
But there was no exploding crash, and, once Simon had calmed her down ("Look, see? There's the plane. It's just come around the other side. Look! See? It's okay. Look -- there it goes!"), we continued on; but we didn't stay long at the trig point, because the wind picked up, and we began to feel chilled. We backtracked south and happily hit a patch of still air. We lay down on the path and stared up at the millions of stars on display and wondered if any of the satellites we saw were GPS ones.
It was an uneventful walk back to the car. Although this must certainly be a spectacular place in daylight, it also makes an excellent sunset/night cache -- provided you have good torches and good weather!
Thanks for bringing us here.