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Travel Blogs from Llangefni
Left Newport and started driving to the north coast of Wales to Llandudno on the coast of the Irish Sea, the largest resort town in Wales. We were going through Pontypool on the way, G stopped at the Pontypool Rugby Club as one of the players who used to represent Wales and play there is a favorite of his. He was able to pack down with the wooden front row standing outside the club, his technique was a little rusty. We drove on ...
The Club's November meet took place at Llanberis, based in the Pen Ceunant Uchaf Hut, owned by Chester Mountaineering Club. It had obviously been chucking it down all day on Friday (and probably for several months previously), so the ground seemed absolutely saturated.
But Saturday morning dawned dry, if not exactly sunny. A group of us set off up the gently-rising tourist path towards Snowdon summit, arriving at around 11.30am in grim clag, with no ...
... towards Penmon along some very narrow lanes. Wen we returned to Beaumaris we explored a bit, and found our next home on Brynteg before heading home across the old Telford suspension bridge. Mum enjoyed the outing although the wind was too strong for her to get out of the car. Chris took lots of photos but he doesn't have the cable connection for his camera so they will have to ...
... to the Ladies to disrobe.
Leaving Harry's, the first instruction said:
"At the gate, turn left, no signpost".
"Do you reckon this is the gate?"
Well, in hindsight, the answer was "No, it wasn't."
So once again, three minutes later saw us once more seriously off piste.
This time, we ended up doing a huge loop which eventually took us back past the entrance to Harry's ... and on to Beaumaris.
But after all, it is ...
... seems to have more little railways than the whole of the rest of Britain.
Caenarfon was a little like one of those tricky Indian boxes to get into, but once we did and found the castle, we drove round it at the foot of the towering walls and in through the narrow archway into the centre of the old part of the town. That part was interesting, but the rest of the place looked like a tatty Poundland.