‘They crowd in, these cloud-skirmished hills. Some are conifer-black. Others have grass pelts from which rocks protrude like broken bones, and ponds that glint on their summits. Quarries yawn. Raptors scream. Sheep scatter. These are wild enough hills alright, even without their historical association with the Red-haired Bandits of Mawddwy – Gwylliaid Cochion Mawddwy, in Welsh.’
Read more in the November 2020 edition of BBC Countryfile Magazine
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