A short break in Wales
Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2017 1:20 pm
So with the sad demise of my old moggy (she was 22 years old) it has meant that Annie and myself can just up sticks at any time and shoot off in the touring caravan for a few days at relatively short notice. We went on a short trip earlier in the year to Betws-y-coed in North Wales to a lovely spot just outside of the little village and set between two rivers, the Conway river and another that I cannot recall the name of, Annie loved it, plenty of walks. I met up with a very nice couple whilst on the site and we had our lunch together in a local pub most days, they live in Grandad’s part of the world (on the Isle of Sheppey) and were very pleasant company, we have all booked up to meet again in September for a few more days on the same site.
Earlier this month we had a few days down in the forest at a place called Delamere in Cheshire, a very peaceful site set in the forest with walks around the local meres. Another of Annie’s favourites as there are lots of squirrels and rabbits to chase after. We spent some time there at the back end of last year when we dropped on to a good spell of warm weather as we did again this time around. It is quite close to me and I can be there in under 1 hour, so it is handy for a short break.
Last week we ventured further afield and stayed at a place quite near to Harlech Castle in North Wales, a place we mentioned in another thread the week before when castles came up in the conversation. This was a longer drive as whichever route I choose involves some slow or narrow roads although many are quite scenic so it takes me around 3 hours to drive there. We stayed at a farm that is a CS site (Certified by the caravan club) and these sites are more rural and a bit more basic amenity wise, although they do have to me some minimum standards for toilets, showers, sanitation etc. and are only allowed a restricted number of pitches, usually no more than 10. The advantage of these sites is that they are usually situated in National Park areas or in some other place of natural beauty usually restricted to the public for the purpose of caravanning or camping.
We were staying at a farm in Llandanwg, a Welsh name and as such difficult to pronounce (unless you are Welsh) phonetically you would say “Thlan-dan-ug” as the ‘w’ is pronounced as a ‘u’ and the ‘Ll’ is more like a ‘Th-l’ sound. It was literally a stones throw from the beach and the adjoining fields were owned by the National Trust and led down and around the estuary of the river Artro.
In the fields stood a small rustic church of some interest of which I will write more (and include some images) at a later date. From this location we had a few nice trips out and the weather was really nice, up until the last day when I was soaked while packing everything away and hitching up the van ready to leave. We visited the lovely little village of Bedgelert (meaning literally “the grave of Gelert”) which huddles just below the confluence of the rivers Glaslyn and Colwyn and has a population of only around 500 people, again more about this later.
We visited Potmadoc with its narrow gauge railway and extremely long beach that when the tide is out it is so firm that you can drive a car on it for miles. Another highlight was to visit a visitor centre near to Aberystwyth where they have a Red Kite feeding station and every day at 3 pm hundreds of these lovely birds fly in to take advantage of the free food on offer. It is a spectacular sight to see and I will again tell you more about this later and add some images.
Quick view of my pitch and view from my sun awning, plus Annies favourite a barbecue on the go



General views looking to the mountains and back towards where we are staying




A pleasant walk through the fields to reach the estuary



The tide was usually out when we walked around the estuary so all the images show little water. Although it looked a bit muddy in places it was mainly soft sand and marsh grass, but very firm under foot.




There were plenty of boats either moored in the deep channel or resting on the sand and quite a lot of 'Lions Mane' jellyfish washed up onto the strand line.




You can see how big they are as Annie investigates a stranded Jellyfish and as usual she is straight into the water for a dip. The last two show a very happy little dog running up and down the soft sand, tongue hanging out and all four feet off the ground.




Earlier this month we had a few days down in the forest at a place called Delamere in Cheshire, a very peaceful site set in the forest with walks around the local meres. Another of Annie’s favourites as there are lots of squirrels and rabbits to chase after. We spent some time there at the back end of last year when we dropped on to a good spell of warm weather as we did again this time around. It is quite close to me and I can be there in under 1 hour, so it is handy for a short break.
Last week we ventured further afield and stayed at a place quite near to Harlech Castle in North Wales, a place we mentioned in another thread the week before when castles came up in the conversation. This was a longer drive as whichever route I choose involves some slow or narrow roads although many are quite scenic so it takes me around 3 hours to drive there. We stayed at a farm that is a CS site (Certified by the caravan club) and these sites are more rural and a bit more basic amenity wise, although they do have to me some minimum standards for toilets, showers, sanitation etc. and are only allowed a restricted number of pitches, usually no more than 10. The advantage of these sites is that they are usually situated in National Park areas or in some other place of natural beauty usually restricted to the public for the purpose of caravanning or camping.
We were staying at a farm in Llandanwg, a Welsh name and as such difficult to pronounce (unless you are Welsh) phonetically you would say “Thlan-dan-ug” as the ‘w’ is pronounced as a ‘u’ and the ‘Ll’ is more like a ‘Th-l’ sound. It was literally a stones throw from the beach and the adjoining fields were owned by the National Trust and led down and around the estuary of the river Artro.
In the fields stood a small rustic church of some interest of which I will write more (and include some images) at a later date. From this location we had a few nice trips out and the weather was really nice, up until the last day when I was soaked while packing everything away and hitching up the van ready to leave. We visited the lovely little village of Bedgelert (meaning literally “the grave of Gelert”) which huddles just below the confluence of the rivers Glaslyn and Colwyn and has a population of only around 500 people, again more about this later.
We visited Potmadoc with its narrow gauge railway and extremely long beach that when the tide is out it is so firm that you can drive a car on it for miles. Another highlight was to visit a visitor centre near to Aberystwyth where they have a Red Kite feeding station and every day at 3 pm hundreds of these lovely birds fly in to take advantage of the free food on offer. It is a spectacular sight to see and I will again tell you more about this later and add some images.
Quick view of my pitch and view from my sun awning, plus Annies favourite a barbecue on the go
General views looking to the mountains and back towards where we are staying
A pleasant walk through the fields to reach the estuary
The tide was usually out when we walked around the estuary so all the images show little water. Although it looked a bit muddy in places it was mainly soft sand and marsh grass, but very firm under foot.
There were plenty of boats either moored in the deep channel or resting on the sand and quite a lot of 'Lions Mane' jellyfish washed up onto the strand line.
You can see how big they are as Annie investigates a stranded Jellyfish and as usual she is straight into the water for a dip. The last two show a very happy little dog running up and down the soft sand, tongue hanging out and all four feet off the ground.