Today we should have been in Anglesey for Peter's flying lesson but it was postponed due to the forecast of strong winds. Sure enough it has been very windy today. It started last night when the sound of the wind had me going out to the terrace where I was met with the sight of lightning over the Cambrian mountains behind us. All very exhilarating until a massive thunderclap had me moving closer to the house just in case the storm got any nearer. The rain arrived later and continued through the night but had cleared up by the time I set off to meet my friends for our usual walk.
The walk started in Borth, handy that, went up the hill past the barn where the camper lives, over the top of the hill and down to the village of Llandre. We had our lunch sitting outside the church in Llandre and then decided to take the longer but flatter route into the valley via the village of Dol Y Bont and back to Borth.
Getting to the top of the hill behind Borth gave us great views over the Cors Fochno (the bog) behind the village (above) and back along the river Dyfi towards Mach (below).
There was some trepidation amongst a few of the group when we had to pass through these young cows, not sure if they were heifers or bullocks but most of the cattle didn't even bother to get up as we passed by.
From there we walked through wooded hillside (below) and then the interesting graveyard surrounding Llandre Church (will post photos tomorrow). We ate our lunch perched on the church wall by the Holy Well and then made our way down into the village of Llandre.
Most of the houses we went past were fairly modern, pretty but not notable. This small sign made us all laugh as the plaque commemorates the fact that Llandre won the 'Best kept village in Cardiganshire 1957, 1958 and 1960.' I think cutting the brambles and other weeds around the sign was a sardonic comment on the current state of the public parts of the village.
From there it was an easy stroll through gently rolling fields avoiding being attacked by the large flock of gulls. (Not really.) They were actually following a farmer muck spreading on a nearby field.
Finally we walked through the small village of Dol Y Bont with its steep hump-backed bridge and pretty houses before walking past a vast camp site by the River Leri to the back of the zoo.
It was fairly late by the time we got back to Borth so I passed on the invitation to go to Chris' for apple pie as I wanted to get home. But as we were almost by our house I invited the stragglers of the group, we had got spread out by this point, to come and have a look at my front garden. We're all gardeners and I had spoken a lot about the garden and no doubt bored them to tears with the week by week account of the making of the shingle garden. But I've been to their gardens, we've all swapped plants and it was nice to give them a quick tour of mine.
Another smart Dol Y Bont home.
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