Tuesday 14 August 2018

Heading for home . . .


We drove away with reluctance, but as we were a fair drive for home, we couldn't carry on to Towyn as we would have liked.  Here are a few views taken on the way back.  In the mountains first of all:




This is the lake of Tal-y-llyn - apparently a "large glacial finger lake".  The Tal-yl-llyn railway runs from the coast up into the mountains and is a narrow gauge railway - I went on it, oh, 40 years back now.  Time to go again methinks.



Tal-y-llyn lake again.  If you climb up the Cadair Idris range, there is another (glacial) lake half way up which has a legend connected to Gwyddno Garanhir and the family who originally settled here, in the ancient history of OUR house (our local Vicar, an antiquarian, told us, were descended from him!   Saying, with a wry smile, his name derives  from "Crane" - how we smiled at that!



I just had to take a quick photo of this lovely old barn.  The old boy in the gateway was watching a helicopter the far side of the lake, which was spraying bracken.


This is a huge wheel for a huge furnace (details below), right beside the road.  I remember stopping there a good few years back now to take a photo.   Unfortunately, it's shut so you can't see inside, as there are bats roosting there.




The beautiful falls behind and to the side of the Furnace.  The wall to the right was one side of a leat which diverted the river to the water wheel when the Furnace was in use.


Finally, a few views of Aberaeron.  Such a pretty little town, with a VERY good fish and chip shop and a shop selling Honey Ice Cream.  We decided to have a bag of chips between us to save cooking when we got home but oh my goodness, we should have gone for the small size, as the large one had enough chips for at least 4 people and we had to chuck half of them away - what a waste.


More pastel Georgian houses on the harbourside.


A gull sat on a buoy in the harbour - there was a shoal of large fish (Pollack?) swimming about, looking for food.  They were a good 12" in length.




The houses are such pretty colours here.  They reminded me of Ireland, where even brighter colours are used.


Considering I couldn't SEE the view through my camera lens as the sun was bright, I was amazed to have taken this arty-f*rty photo - I don't know what the black squiggle is but it looks good!

9 comments:

  1. Lovely photos. Many years since I was in Wales.

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  2. It probably hasn't changed a great deal - apart from Carmarthen, which has modelled itself on Swansea . . .

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  3. When you next go there is a wonderful tea room called McCormacks with fab cake!!

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  4. Ah, we'll have to look out for that one then Lou.

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  5. A great set of images - I adore the last one :) I do like all the coloured houses - reminds me of the ones we saw in Aberdovey. Wales is such a beautiful country.

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  6. Thanks RR. I try to hold onto the "Wales is such a beautiful country" in the middle of winter when the rain is lashing down sideways!

    The pastel houses are so pretty - the Aberaeron architecture was down to Edward Haycock, a Shrewsbury architect.

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  7. Absolutely beautiful Wales. When I was young a member of my family kept a boat at Aberaeron. We stayed at 'The Feathers' pub I think. Always was sick on that boat ;) but the houses weren't such pretty colours.

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  8. The pretty pastel colours are probably quite a recent thing (knowing how reticent folks can be - the lady who ran the PO in Abergwili was outraged when someone painted their house walls a lilac colour).

    My dad used to be seasick the moment his uncle's boat got outside the harbour walls . . .

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  9. Lovely photos. I always like these vicarious travels.

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