Blaenau Ffestiniog
That is a name isn't it? It is a village in the Snowdonia
area an area popular with outdoorsy types. This villages claims to have 'roofed the world' - well
the world that uses slate on their roofs anyway. A local man who Stuart helped change
a tyre, directed us to a night camping spot outside a disused slate quarry.
On a mild calm evening, the lake and abandoned slate buildings
in the quarry were a very tranquil spot to take our evening ramble (to employ a
local phrase).
The village has a little narrow gauge railway that runs to a
nearby port – Porthmadog. After a couple of attempts to park the truck we were
satisfied with its position - across the road from some professional
busy-bodies. We rode this dear little toy-train to Porthmadog. We enjoyed some
excellent fish and chips and as it was another very hot day - an ice cream. No
room left for dinner that night (in my book anyway).
After the train trip, about 5pm, we headed back to the previous
nights campspot. Alot of shuffling
about ensued getting the truck level so the hot water would fire up for our
shower before a scratch dinner. The night was a little unsettling to start with
as someone parked next to us and kept their engine running for a long time, but
eventually grew bored and left.
Aquaduct at Llangollen |
Its a long way down to the river (crossing the gorge on the aquaduct) |
Off again, to Llangollan where we parked in the pay and
display- someone gave Stu their left over parking ticket - another £2.50 saved.
We stocked up with some more alcohol and bread and were off
to a world heritage site -Pontcysyllte Aqueduct. It carries canal boats over
the river valley, and stands on tall brick pillars.
Built by Thomas Telford and William Jessop, opened in 1805
it used to carry chemicals, coal and brick to the Midlands. It now is solely
for pleasure narrow boats.
One of the pressing issues when carrying your house with you
is disposing of waste and loading with fuels and water. We were able to take
advantage of the facilities provided for the narrow boats and emptied the
toilet cassette and filled with some fresh water. Relief all round as the hot
weather is causing the toilet to turn a bit whiffy.
World heritage sites are on the menu this week as the next
day we visited another World Heritage site one of the central hubs of the
industrial revolution, Ironbridge gorge.
We spent the morning at an open air reconstruction of a
Victorian town talking to volunteers and staff dressed in costume.
The candlestick maker |
Internet access is very important to stay in contact with
the outside world, I was told 'no problem, we have access and paid-up data - go
for it'. Within a couple of days all paid for data was used and Stuart
determined to get a source of free data. He ordered a wifi booster so we can
tap into free wifi zones while remaining a distance away. This booster didn't
come cheaply but is to be the way forward!
We already had a mifi (personal modem on the truck) but the booster was extra technology.
Alot of leaflet studying ensued and he rigged the system up but it wasn't performing as expected. "A pole, I need a pole" he said as he clapped eyes on my little truck-broom. The bristles were removed, the white booster thing (about the size of two packs of cigs) was strapped to the broom handle with his ever-to-hand duct tape. "Height, I need height". The broom handle with wifi booster was poked out of the ventilation hatch in the top of the truck. It was slowly rotated by hand. I was outside the vehicle by now and the whole scenario reeked of a surveillance operation in a crime show.
Alot of leaflet studying ensued and he rigged the system up but it wasn't performing as expected. "A pole, I need a pole" he said as he clapped eyes on my little truck-broom. The bristles were removed, the white booster thing (about the size of two packs of cigs) was strapped to the broom handle with his ever-to-hand duct tape. "Height, I need height". The broom handle with wifi booster was poked out of the ventilation hatch in the top of the truck. It was slowly rotated by hand. I was outside the vehicle by now and the whole scenario reeked of a surveillance operation in a crime show.
Still not quite performing as expected he moved the truck to
a far corner of the nearby Tesco Supermarket and set up operations there to
take advantage of their free wifi. I looked back as I walked away and could see
a figure inside hunched over a laptop with the booster unit poking out of the
truck, it looked suspicious to me. He sat there for a long time while I walked back to my parent's house.
Success! Free wifi was obtained and a
penny saved is a penny blessed.
We did manage to book a passage on the aforementioned free
wifi for a ferry crossing to France which will be a whole new chapter.
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ReplyDeleteYou didn't try the 2km zip wire at Blaenau Ffestiniog?
ReplyDeleteIt's quite funny seeing the Welsh names and realising that people will be reading this and be struggling with pronouciation.
No did not try the zip line, think we are too old now
DeleteNo did not try the zip line, think we are too old now
DeleteBewts-y-Coed is the place where we had a meal in a hotel restaurant and the chef marched up-and-down holding a cleaver and remonstrating against customers who wanted their fish 'boiled for 20 minutes' (not us).
ReplyDeleteGlad to see Stu is living up to his Scottish heritage!
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