The untamed North of Wales || Where nature stakes its claim

Rivers breaking out from where you would least expect, water falls that are calmer than the rivers themselves. Hills that sit desolate, treeless yet green as if waiting with baited breath for some monster to surface from the depths of the seemingly calm lake that lies on their feet. This is what Snowdonia National Park is the best at. Each step you take here has the power to surprise you, and at each turn you make a new discovery. Gnarled oaks and birches bend down to touch the ground or may be to reach out to the running water below, to feel that sense of eternity that a river usually fills your heart with. Because this is what this entire landscape is, eternal. A sense of forever fills your heart as you roam around these lonely hills. You know that centuries and even eras will come and go, but this landscape will still be here, the same, unaffected, unmoved by any of our day to day sufferings. Moving through Snowdonia in a bus is tougher because you want to stop an take a walk every few minutes. Staying trapped inside is torturous, especially considering the wild, untamed landcape outside. Your spirit wants to be set free, to soar above these hills, amongst which stands hidden the massive mountain called Snowdon.The water reflects the world in its untarnished, sparkling beauty. And you suddenly discover the true meaning of being one with nature. It is nature whose spirit keeps your body alive. You know that once you shed your city mask, you, yourself, are nature. When you turn away from this landscape and move back to your day-to-day madness, you know it isn't really Goodbye. These mountains, once you have known them, will stay with you forever. Someday, when you sit real quiet, you will may be hear the sound of the wind rustling through the grass and water and a haunting cry calling you back to where you were one with nature, one with yourself.
Rivers breaking out from where you would least expect, water falls that are calmer than the rivers themselves. Hills that sit desolate, treeless yet green as if waiting with baited breath for some monster to surface from the depths of the seemingly calm lake that lies on their feet. This is what Snowdonia National Park is the best at.


Rivers breaking out from where you would least expect, water falls that are calmer than the rivers themselves. Hills that sit desolate, treeless yet green as if waiting with baited breath for some monster to surface from the depths of the seemingly calm lake that lies on their feet. This is what Snowdonia National Park is the best at. Each step you take here has the power to surprise you, and at each turn you make a new discovery. Gnarled oaks and birches bend down to touch the ground or may be to reach out to the running water below, to feel that sense of eternity that a river usually fills your heart with. Because this is what this entire landscape is, eternal. A sense of forever fills your heart as you roam around these lonely hills. You know that centuries and even eras will come and go, but this landscape will still be here, the same, unaffected, unmoved by any of our day to day sufferings. Moving through Snowdonia in a bus is tougher because you want to stop an take a walk every few minutes. Staying trapped inside is torturous, especially considering the wild, untamed landcape outside. Your spirit wants to be set free, to soar above these hills, amongst which stands hidden the massive mountain called Snowdon.The water reflects the world in its untarnished, sparkling beauty. And you suddenly discover the true meaning of being one with nature. It is nature whose spirit keeps your body alive. You know that once you shed your city mask, you, yourself, are nature. When you turn away from this landscape and move back to your day-to-day madness, you know it isn't really Goodbye. These mountains, once you have known them, will stay with you forever. Someday, when you sit real quiet, you will may be hear the sound of the wind rustling through the grass and water and a haunting cry calling you back to where you were one with nature, one with yourself.

Each step you take here has the power to surprise you, and at each turn you make a new discovery. Gnarled oaks and birches bend down to touch the ground or may be to reach out to the running water below, to feel that sense of eternity that a river usually fills your heart with.

Rivers breaking out from where you would least expect, water falls that are calmer than the rivers themselves. Hills that sit desolate, treeless yet green as if waiting with baited breath for some monster to surface from the depths of the seemingly calm lake that lies on their feet. This is what Snowdonia National Park is the best at. Each step you take here has the power to surprise you, and at each turn you make a new discovery. Gnarled oaks and birches bend down to touch the ground or may be to reach out to the running water below, to feel that sense of eternity that a river usually fills your heart with. Because this is what this entire landscape is, eternal. A sense of forever fills your heart as you roam around these lonely hills. You know that centuries and even eras will come and go, but this landscape will still be here, the same, unaffected, unmoved by any of our day to day sufferings. Moving through Snowdonia in a bus is tougher because you want to stop an take a walk every few minutes. Staying trapped inside is torturous, especially considering the wild, untamed landcape outside. Your spirit wants to be set free, to soar above these hills, amongst which stands hidden the massive mountain called Snowdon.The water reflects the world in its untarnished, sparkling beauty. And you suddenly discover the true meaning of being one with nature. It is nature whose spirit keeps your body alive. You know that once you shed your city mask, you, yourself, are nature. When you turn away from this landscape and move back to your day-to-day madness, you know it isn't really Goodbye. These mountains, once you have known them, will stay with you forever. Someday, when you sit real quiet, you will may be hear the sound of the wind rustling through the grass and water and a haunting cry calling you back to where you were one with nature, one with yourself.
Because this is what this entire landscape is, eternal. A sense of forever fills your heart as you roam around these lonely hills. You know that centuries and even eras will come and go, but this landscape will still be here, the same, unaffected, unmoved by any of our day to day sufferings.
Rivers breaking out from where you would least expect, water falls that are calmer than the rivers themselves. Hills that sit desolate, treeless yet green as if waiting with baited breath for some monster to surface from the depths of the seemingly calm lake that lies on their feet. This is what Snowdonia National Park is the best at. Each step you take here has the power to surprise you, and at each turn you make a new discovery. Gnarled oaks and birches bend down to touch the ground or may be to reach out to the running water below, to feel that sense of eternity that a river usually fills your heart with. Because this is what this entire landscape is, eternal. A sense of forever fills your heart as you roam around these lonely hills. You know that centuries and even eras will come and go, but this landscape will still be here, the same, unaffected, unmoved by any of our day to day sufferings. Moving through Snowdonia in a bus is tougher because you want to stop an take a walk every few minutes. Staying trapped inside is torturous, especially considering the wild, untamed landcape outside. Your spirit wants to be set free, to soar above these hills, amongst which stands hidden the massive mountain called Snowdon.The water reflects the world in its untarnished, sparkling beauty. And you suddenly discover the true meaning of being one with nature. It is nature whose spirit keeps your body alive. You know that once you shed your city mask, you, yourself, are nature. When you turn away from this landscape and move back to your day-to-day madness, you know it isn't really Goodbye. These mountains, once you have known them, will stay with you forever. Someday, when you sit real quiet, you will may be hear the sound of the wind rustling through the grass and water and a haunting cry calling you back to where you were one with nature, one with yourself.
Moving through Snowdonia in a bus is tougher because you want to stop an take a walk every few minutes. Staying trapped inside is torturous, especially considering the wild, untamed landcape outside. Your spirit wants to be set free, to soar above these hills, amongst which stands hidden the massive mountain called Snowdon.

Rivers breaking out from where you would least expect, water falls that are calmer than the rivers themselves. Hills that sit desolate, treeless yet green as if waiting with baited breath for some monster to surface from the depths of the seemingly calm lake that lies on their feet. This is what Snowdonia National Park is the best at. Each step you take here has the power to surprise you, and at each turn you make a new discovery. Gnarled oaks and birches bend down to touch the ground or may be to reach out to the running water below, to feel that sense of eternity that a river usually fills your heart with. Because this is what this entire landscape is, eternal. A sense of forever fills your heart as you roam around these lonely hills. You know that centuries and even eras will come and go, but this landscape will still be here, the same, unaffected, unmoved by any of our day to day sufferings. Moving through Snowdonia in a bus is tougher because you want to stop an take a walk every few minutes. Staying trapped inside is torturous, especially considering the wild, untamed landcape outside. Your spirit wants to be set free, to soar above these hills, amongst which stands hidden the massive mountain called Snowdon.The water reflects the world in its untarnished, sparkling beauty. And you suddenly discover the true meaning of being one with nature. It is nature whose spirit keeps your body alive. You know that once you shed your city mask, you, yourself, are nature. When you turn away from this landscape and move back to your day-to-day madness, you know it isn't really Goodbye. These mountains, once you have known them, will stay with you forever. Someday, when you sit real quiet, you will may be hear the sound of the wind rustling through the grass and water and a haunting cry calling you back to where you were one with nature, one with yourself.
The water reflects the world in its untarnished, sparkling beauty. And you suddenly discover the true meaning of being one with nature. It is nature whose spirit keeps your body alive. You know that once you shed your city mask, you, yourself, are nature.

Rivers breaking out from where you would least expect, water falls that are calmer than the rivers themselves. Hills that sit desolate, treeless yet green as if waiting with baited breath for some monster to surface from the depths of the seemingly calm lake that lies on their feet. This is what Snowdonia National Park is the best at. Each step you take here has the power to surprise you, and at each turn you make a new discovery. Gnarled oaks and birches bend down to touch the ground or may be to reach out to the running water below, to feel that sense of eternity that a river usually fills your heart with. Because this is what this entire landscape is, eternal. A sense of forever fills your heart as you roam around these lonely hills. You know that centuries and even eras will come and go, but this landscape will still be here, the same, unaffected, unmoved by any of our day to day sufferings. Moving through Snowdonia in a bus is tougher because you want to stop an take a walk every few minutes. Staying trapped inside is torturous, especially considering the wild, untamed landcape outside. Your spirit wants to be set free, to soar above these hills, amongst which stands hidden the massive mountain called Snowdon.The water reflects the world in its untarnished, sparkling beauty. And you suddenly discover the true meaning of being one with nature. It is nature whose spirit keeps your body alive. You know that once you shed your city mask, you, yourself, are nature. When you turn away from this landscape and move back to your day-to-day madness, you know it isn't really Goodbye. These mountains, once you have known them, will stay with you forever. Someday, when you sit real quiet, you will may be hear the sound of the wind rustling through the grass and water and a haunting cry calling you back to where you were one with nature, one with yourself.

When you turn away from this landscape and move back to your day-to-day madness, you know it isn't really Goodbye. These mountains, once you have known them, will stay with you forever. Someday, when you sit real quiet, you will may be hear the sound of the wind rustling through the grass and water and a haunting cry calling you back to where you were one with nature, one with yourself.

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