The words ‘classic’ and ‘iconic’ are regularly bandied about when describing mountain routes. But with Crib Goch we are talking about a bona fide iconic classic. This status is helped by being ...

I’m three-quarters of the way up the north-east ridge of Crib Goch. My legs are burning and the sweat is running down my back. I’ve been racing the sunrise from the car park, but now I know I’ve made ...