a photo from Beddgelert Forest. We got a bit of shelter walking along tracks amongst the trees, and eventually the weather did, mostly, clear, giving some good views.
I guess some walkers might have felt frustrated, but there was a general feeling that we'd had a good little walk, it was grand being out amongst it, and we've all been up Snowdon a good few times, so no sense of desperation, no drive to get up there whatever the weather.
I think what the weather said was "be in the present, stay with what is, make the most of it and don't fuss about what isn't." (i.e. the possibility of hypothermia at 1,000 metres - but also the possibility of an ascent and fine views..)
As often happens, being by water, by the very full little torrents rushing off Moel Hebog, gave me a few minutes of presentmomentness, out of the company for a bit, then back in to social being.