Arriving in those green hills The Devils Bridge Gorge The falls Base of the Falls Jacobs Ladder...on the decsent to the falls Water cascades over a marooned log and yes...you can get close up and wet.

Just outside Pontrhydfendigaid and a hill of sheep Its a long and winding.... all mod cons full running water and a sky- light to envy with a view of the tree line

Another day Another  summers Walk... the toady stool , the sunlight separates the pines and yes...the Welsh have big ones. The forest is dense and quite dark theres not much room yep...still too dark

and then it was too bright   The walkers gather the good, the....& .......... Stuart Dreams If only he had a rod! One man & his dog....Stu and Lucky

A view over Aber and away, down onto the coast Long deserted strands Clear blue skies The occassional promenader The architecture of yesteryear and even more yester-year Then came the paddlers

Silly Sods   The gang...Lucky,Sue, Stu, Saffy and Pip the shape of things to come ...UP TO THEIR WHAT????? Alf 'n his Frisby chasing

Stu and the dogs The Lazy Coast line the Cliffs with strange geology

Wierd and wonderful faults and caves and even stranger inhabitants The Woods and Pip shelter from the sun Trogs

Then its time for home   Its a scary place ...small and alone on the beach.

The Road Home

Calling in at Port Merion   all is surreal.. Even the Petrol Pump, but the gardens hold no prisoners.

Then up into Snowdonia and away.   As the night weather blows in we leave for home