Five weeks ago I decided I needed to be a little bit healthier and start to exercise, only the thought of exercising seemed so boring, and so much effort. The problem is with facilities like gyms is that I get bored easily, my mind isn’t being entertained enough, and going seems like such a chore when I could be doing so many other things with my time. I needed to find a form of exercise that involved doing something I loved, the answer was obvious really. I love nothing more than going out with my camera but I tend to stay stationary whilst I take my photos, I needed a subject, an environment, that would involve me walking to find the perfect shot. So that’s what I did, I started going on walks to forests and country parks, and I enjoyed it, I was coming back with so many great pictures, getting some fresh air and losing weight. I’ve now reached a point where I miss going out for a walk if I’m working late all week or busy on my days off. My dog is also very pleased with this change of heart as she gets to go out for more walks too.
But the main thing I want to talk about is my walk to the top of Moel Famau. Moel Famau is the highest hill within the Clwydian Range at 1,821 ft. I woke up on my day off and decided I wanted to go somewhere local with my camera that would involve a little bit more strenuous exercise. I’ll admit I’m pretty unfit so I didn’t want too much of a challenge. I set out expecting to take pictures of a pretty view over Wales, it took me a while to work my way up, stopping to take pictures of the trees and the little river running down. I reached about half-way determined to reach the top where the Jubilee Tower (built in 1810 to commemorate George III’s jubilee but never completed) sits, as I thought this would give me the best view. I was pretty pleased with the pictures I’d got along my walk but when I got to the top I never expected to get a breath-taking sunset that illuminated the landscape into a golden wonder. For so many years I had wanted to be high up on a hill for sunset and here I was completely by accident with my camera in hand to capture it all. By this point most people had begun to head back down and I found myself the last one at the top. It was so peaceful. I sat down on the ruins steps and looked out to the welsh countryside as the sun slowly disappeared. I came home with some of my favourite pictures I have ever taken and a wonderful memory of my little adventure.
As amazing as the day was, it was a little disconcerting walking back down through a dark forest as the sky turned from pink to blue, so if you’re intending to head out on your own make sure you have a fully charged phone, make sure you tell a family member or friend exactly where you are going and always keep your wits about you.
Have you ever taking your camera somewhere that’s taken your breath away? Let me know in the comments 🙂
Until next time,
Amy Williams-Weeks (AWW)