I made the strategic decision to stay in a bed and breakfast rather than camp with everyone else. The howling gales and snow vindicated that decision but didn't put a dampener on the diving. By the end of the trip only two people were left in tents - everyone else having moved into dormitories at West Wales Divers.
There's something surreal about sitting out in a RIB on Easter day about to dive with snow settling on you. Thank heavens for dry suits.