Back to Llangollen

 

On Saturday morning we pulled pins at 08.00 and headed towards Froncysyllte to pick up my family and give them a trip over the Pontcysylite and a trip into Llangollen. We soon had Brother in law Philip working and he certainly seemed to enjoy lifting and lowering the lift bridge… We will sort out a good lock flight next time he visits.

Its not far then to the Aqueduct and how brave was my number one sister Sharon. She stood on the bow all the way over.  (and no I wasn’t tempted to nip up behind her and push her off).

As soon as we got in to Llangollen basin it was chill out time. In this picture I have just told my sister that she is starting to look more and more like our Mother Joan.

Everybody had a very good day and my Dad Ken really enjoyed the trip over the Aqueduct and then a walk around Llangollen ,and then it was  back to Inca to watch the Cricket and Football which he really enjoys.

 

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On Sunday morning we decided to walk up to the top of Dinas Bran. this is a castle that over looks Llangollen and is over a thousand years old.

After nearly suffering a heart attack on the 1050 feet hike up the mountain we finally reached the castle. I am so unfit I had to stop half a dozen times on the way up to catch my breath and let my heart beat slow down. But once we got to the top it was well worth the effort.

You can see the snowdonian mountains in the background to the west.

And In the distance are the plains of Shropshire to the East.

This has to be the highlight of our trip to Llangollen and I think it was just as  exhilarating than crossing the Poncysylite Aqueduct. …If ever you are in the area this is a must do.

The view down to Llangollen.

Guess who got a bit of Vertigo and had a few problems with the heights , I had to hug the sides of the paths and really struggled on some parts. Carolyn thought it was funny , but I didn’t.

When we got back down to the bottom Molly and Hamish were glad of a paddle in the canal to cool off.

It was then back to Inca and a very relaxing day sat in the sun and getting a bit of a tan.

 

                                                                       Very Happy Days