I reached the Cregennan lakes and parked the van, the light was very clear so I ambled about the lakeside enjoying the tranquility, it wasn't going to last long. There was a light breeze that lapped the waves against the rocks and some bird song, nothing more. I remember this lake from when I was a short trousered, scabby kneed boy with a bamboo pole and a bent pin optimistically trying to catch a fish, I never did of course but perhaps the object was to keep me quiet. My grandmother lived in Dolgellau so we had holidays there every year. I remember there being a 'carreg ateb' here (an echo stone), it will still be here but it wasn't for me to break the peacefulness.