Jan just pointed out that the pup didn’t have crampons and ice axe.
Four poor drive works.
Did my Mountain Leader & Rock Instructor training at Plas-y-Brenin too many years ago to actually remember the dates, and have very fond memories of Tryfan & The Glyders. Sadly I never made back over the years to properly enjoy the experience & fear I’ve now missed the boat on their potential delights! 
Not neccessarily - you might not want to do a full winter thing, but my first trip up the Glyders was with my Grandfather who was about 70 at the time.
Your confidence in my ability is much appreciated and I thank you 
, but sadly my days of hanging off anything even vaguely precipitous fucked off a few years ago! Even assuming that I could once again attain the physical fitness necessary something has switched in my head and these days I struggle to use step ladders to change a light bulb, so anything even vaguely “ridgy” scares the 
out of me! Last time I tried anything along those lines I had a fucking horrendous panic attack half way up Roseberry Topping (
) & ended up descending on my hands & knees! 
