Wild Thoughts 

running with an idea

A celebration of two fundamental freedoms: the right to creative expression and the right to roam the countryside. We believe these two freedoms feed one another: enjoying the wilderness deepens our appreciation of the creative arts, and arts and culture deepen our perceptions when we’re in the wild. 

Come on in and let the ideas run wild.

running with an idea 

Wild Thoughts Festival celebrates two fundamental freedoms: the right to creative expression and the right to roam the countryside. Our foundational belief is that these two freedoms feed one another: enjoying the wilderness deepens our appreciation of the creative arts, and arts and culture deepen our perceptions when we’re in the wild.

our first festival 

We’re delighted to announce that the inaugural Wild Thoughts festival will take place at Llechwedd, Snowdonia. Participants will be able to explore areas of the old slate mining site previously closed to visitors and open up an area of Snowdonia wilderness that is far from the tourist trail. The beauty and wildness of Snowdonia National Park contrast perfectly with Llechwedd’s comfortable base for exploring the wild thoughts inspired by the wilderness.

Discussion

Wild Thoughts participants will be treated to three days of events featuring high-profile speakers and hidden gems

Performance

A programme of music, theatre, poetry and more are the backbone to any Wild Thoughts Festival weekend.

Wild running 

The Wild Thoughts Festival will take you on guided runs through the majestic countryside to stretch legs and lungs.  Whatever your ability there will speed and distance for you. 

News

Early bird tickets go on sale at midnight on 1 January 2021  Announcements will follow in February about the major names in running and culture that will feature in the programme. Keep an eye on this page for regular updates, or sign up here to stay in touch.

The rain is on our lips,
We do not run for prize. 
But the storm of the water whips
And the wave howls to the skies. 
The winds arise and strike it
And scatter it like sand, 
And we run because we like it
 Through the broad bright land. 

Extract from The Song of the Ungirt Runners by Charles Hamilton Sorley.