Going back to my rail journey along the Conwy Valley and up to Blaenau Ffestiniog, I was making my way back to the station, it’s that thing when you’re retracing your steps you seen all the things you didn’t see when you were walking the other way. The change of viewpoint, a different angle of view, throws up odd corners and alleyways that suddenly gain an added level of interest. […]
One of the treats of walking around a location with a history is coming across those pieces of street furniture that are slowly disappearing.
Summer evenings have their own special magic. As the sun settles itself away for a nights sleep the colours soften away from the days harshness and take on a gentle glow.
A couple of years ago now I took a rail trip out to North Wales, to the slate town of Blaenau Ffestiniog. The route was out to Llandudno Junction on the North Wales line to Holyhead and then down the valley of the River Conwy.
More combing through the files looking for travel inspiration for this coming year. I travel up to Newcastle upon Tyne from time to time and a favourite place to break the journey, yes cake and coffee, is the Cumbrian market town of Brampton.
January is beginning to pack it’s bags ready to wave goodbye for another year. February is on the horizon with a promise of days starting to lengthen and hopefully more regular visits from Mr. Blue Sky. Well we can hope can’t we.
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