On the weekend, a friend and I decided to go to north Wales for a couple days of walking, eating and boozing, but on arrival the weather was decidedly blowy and was equally impressive to the winds experienced up at Tan Hill.
Given the conditions, more eating and beer drinking took place, than walking, but hey, do you here me complaining? (Cue tumble weed and distant church bell sound effect)
The wind rather unnervingly rocked our 'hard standing tent' quite vigorously at times and never really ceased throughout both nights, causing me to me wake intermittently in a startled 50p 20p state! (If you don't understand that expression, I'm not explaining unless you e-mail :0)
Due to the weather making high altitude walking both physically hard and dangerous, we stuck to lower level walks and there's a great one around a couple of lakes and an old forest, taken from a walking book, which I have done may times and it suited this weekend just nicely...
Around the other side of the first lake, we poked around this lovely old house...
Upon closer inspection, I spotted the old outside loo!
Niiice... It's hard to believe that inside toilets are actually quite a modern commodity; relatively speaking.
The next part of the walk goes through a rather magical forest and last time I was here, a solitary wild white horse was roaming around inside!
The local Equus caballus residents were all gathered by a holiday cottage this time, eating the lawn :-)
In the middle of the woods, I spotted this... Anyone wanna help me rebuild this old house?
I can envisage the Estate Agent advert:
A secluded airy, one bedroom, cosy and attractive traditional dwelling with stunning views of encompassing woodland. Extensive gardens and a great view of the night sky from inside! In need of some modernisation and associated amenities!
The trees in this wood are very ancient and mossy; you can just imagine elves or dwarves inhabiting such a place.
On the evening, me and me buddy ate at one of my fave restaurants, although the waitress's have gone rather downhill aesthetically :0)
After much nice food and many ales, a walk round Betws-y-Coed was called for and I stumbled across this, well, big, hard, kinda, massive, sorta... you know what it is!!!
(And no, it's not a rooster)
The wind showed no mercy, on the second day, and an unsuccessful trip to find to the highest pub in Wales was embarked upon, but along the way we stopped to look at a reservoir and dam, as the wind was something special, rocking the car and proving very hard to walk in...
Andy nicely demonstrating the appropriate straddle here...
The wind easily held all of DoGGa's weight!!!
On return to the campsite, police had blocked the road right opposite the site because canoeists had got stuck. On the scene were police, ambulance, the press AND a rescue helicopter, so we went for a quick nose. See the story here.
The rescue Helicopter flying low over the campsite and being blown about quite severely.
Grrr-O-Meter Rating: 2/10
Today's Top Tip: Turn the tables and make shopkeepers feel like criminals by carefully checking their change and holding any bank notes they give you up to the light before accepting them :]