BARRY ISLAND. Taking in The View.

t’s a cold and wet March evening as I put this post together. As is usual when the weather is being as unfriendly as a shark with toothache I take shelter n my photo files.
t’s a cold and wet March evening as I put this post together. As is usual when the weather is being as unfriendly as a shark with toothache I take shelter n my photo files.
For many years I would holiday in Scotland, basing myself in Dunkeld, Perthshire. It’s a beautiful area in it’s own right but with the added attraction of really good travel connections by either road or rail to other parts of the country.
If you flit back through the electric pages of my blog you’ll know that Chester is a regular destination of mine. It has a range of attractions for the camera carrying blogger. History dating back to Roman and pre Roman times, a range of architectural styles, plus the contrast between the hustle and bustle of the city centre and the quieter stretches down by the river Dee at the Groves where it pauses a while before launching itself over the weir by the Old Dee Bridge on its way out to the estuary and the Irish Sea.
As I said in a previous post the weather on my trip down to Caernarvon had been fun but then a journey with the prospect of bumping into coffee and cake is always something I look forward to. Purely in the name of research of course.
I took a trip into North Wales at the weekend. Train into Bangor then the bus onward to Caernarvon. The weather could have been a little kinder but it was a day out and there were photos to track down.