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  • Day37

    Arrived in Wales

    September 3, 2017 in the United Kingdom

    The crossing across the Irish Sea took 3hrs 25mins....a bit choppy at times and a few sick people. Rainy, not good visiablity. Arrived in Holyhead on the Isle of Anglesea....wow the names of the places over here, sure are different. One had a name that is 58letters long...see photo for the meaning. We stopped there for lunch, then drove onto Llangollen to our hotel, The Ramada in Wrexham for the night. It has rained all day today, so it's a shame as these villages are so pretty to look around.Read more

  • Day113

    Day 113: Liverpool via Pontcysyllte

    June 8, 2017 in the United Kingdom

    Time to leave Wales, after a great 10 days or so travelling through. We've both really enjoyed our time here, and it's got a lot more variation than I think either of us were expecting. Good history, great beaches, friendly people, and of course the green hills, sheep and rain that you'd expect!

    Had a host-provided breakfast and another chat before heading off around 11am, a bit later than planned! Still quite stiff and sore as you'd imagine from our exertions the previous day. Today's mission was driving to Liverpool, via a UNESCO World Heritage Site: Pontcysyllte Aqueduct & Canal.

    First stop though was Betswy-y-Coed, a pretty little village town surrounded by mountains and rivers. We parked up and had a quick look around, but it was raining pretty steadily and didn't feel much like exploring. Instead we popped into one of the many many outdoor gear shops in town, where I bought some new hiking shoes and a rain jacket. Figured that travelling into northern England, Scotland and Ireland, I was definitely going to need both!

    Back in the car, where the 90 minute drive passed fairly uneventfully, though it was raining fairly heavily in places and we weren't feeling super enthused. Pontcysyllte (pronounced pont-ke-shith-te) is a large aqueduct built entirely of cast iron and wrought iron, the largest in the world. It was built as part of a larger system of canals and aqueducts to ship heavy goods like coal, copper and tin from the mines in Wales to the dockyards in Liverpool and Manchester.

    Unfortunately, despite the incredible engineering involving in getting parts of it built, it was about 40 years too late as the expanding railway network sounded the death knell for canal transport.

    Nowadays you can take a tourist boat across the aqueduct (which is impressive, at several hundred metres long and about 40 metres high), but we declined due to the rain. Did some filming, but neither of us were overly impressed with the site itself. Painfully descended a walking track down to the river level for a good view of the aqueduct, but the viewing trail was closed off for health & safety reasons (there was a guy doing gardening). This country is ridiculous sometimes, they close off an entire walking track because of one guy with a wheelbarrow.

    Back to the car, where we drove another couple of hours north-east into Liverpool. Made a couple of wrong turns but eventually found our accommodation, a spare room in a large terrace house with a couple our age. Had a good chat with them about the election taking place today, before we headed out to walk Schnitzel at a nearby park.

    He had a great run around on the grass, and we then went to a nearby pub our hosts had recommended. It was sadly a bit of a let-down, since the kitchen closed at 7:30 (!!!) and we had to make do with cold meat platters. And there was a guy playing piano and singing, which was fine except Schnitzel HATES rounds of applause, so at the end of every song he'd bark his head off. Oh well.

    Walked back home and made a slight detour to George Harrison's childhood home, in the block behind our house. Very disappointing, not even a plaque or a sign! Just a normal house in a normal street. Oh well. Back home and off to bed, looking forward to exploring the city tomorrow.
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  • Day108

    On the way to Cardiff

    August 1, 2016 in the United Kingdom

    We are back tracking slightly today on our way to Cardiff. The scenery is very reminiscent of new Zealand in many ways. Sheep, fields and green. Trees line the roadways though and you are often driving through their darkening shelter. The road wind their way through countryside interspersed with homes. The odd village is passed by. We stopped for morning tea at a little village off the tourist track called Builyth Wells. Quaint with narrow streets, and shops right on the pavement. Very few of the shops have awnings or similar shelter from showers. Found a lovely tea place and got myself "cream tea" which is clotted cream with jam, butter and sugar one along with your team, served on lovely plate and china tea pot. People seem so friendly and helpful.Read more

  • Day17

    Narrowboat time!

    September 2, 2017 in the United Kingdom

    Off to Bettisfield today to pick up our Narrowboat, about a two hour drive from where we spent the night near Bristol. We stopped in Whitchurch to visit a little market in the Main Street, bought some cheese, pepperoni and sour dough and a couple of pork pies! What more could you ask for! There was a narrow boat show on not far from town and we called in to have a look at them. Some pretty cute ones!

    They were waiting for us with the boat already when we got to Bettisfield. And after a few instructions and demos we were off! Beautiful day for us to set off, the sun is shining and it's quite hot! Took us a while to get the hang of steering this thing, because it so long it doesn't take much to put it off course! But after cruising down to Ellemere we were doing pretty well. Lots of bridges on the canals too and they are only just wide enough for the Narrowboat so that's pretty interesting trying to line them up!

    We stayed the night in Ellesmere, walked down the canal and had a lovely chat to a young guy who was entertaining his daughter catching a few fish in the canal! Think she was more interested in collecting rocks and showing them to me really but she did like to hold the little fish he caught and chuck them back in. She was only about three and giving me heartaches dancing around the edge of the canal! Dad didn't seem the least bit phased though!

    The next morning and it's a different story, the skies look very threatening and we had a few hours to do today so we made an early start before it actually started to rain. Luckily we'd packed raincoats and beanie and scarves, what a contrast to yesterday, it is freezing today and a constant drizzle. We stopped about ten for a cuppa and to wait for the worst of the rain to pass.

    Once we set off again it just drizzled the whole way to Chirk, we had a bit of fun getting through the locks. I was the one working the locks and was supposed to be listening yesterday when Nick explained it to me, umm don't think it really sunk in. Oh well luckily when we came to the first one there was a few people in front of us and I got to see how it all worked. Seemed like there was plenty of people to help so I wasn't too worried but they all disappeared when it was my turn and left me all alone. Luckily I'm a fast learner or it was pretty simple and I managed to get it sorted.

    There are two locks very close to each other and at the next one I had to help these two ladies who had no clue what they were doing! Ha ha reminds me of work, watch one, do one, teach one! Then some old dude asked me if I was the lock keeper, Yep, fake it till you make it! we made it to Chirk and after tying up we walked uptown to look for a beanie for Graham (he left his at home somehow), but we forgot it's Sunday so nothing was open except a gorgeous tea shop where we had tea and the the most delicious chocolate cake, almost better than I would cook myself.
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  • Day23

    Last day on the Kingfisher!

    September 8, 2017 in the United Kingdom

    Last day on the boat, we have some washing to do and then only a two hour trip back to Bettisfield! Washing done and a bit of housekeeping tidying up the boat, (we have spread our belonging from top to bottom of this thing). We doodled back up to Bettisfield getting there just after lunch.

    We had half a day to fill in and decided to head off to Chester for the afternoon. Now if we'd talked to the boat owners they would have told us not to drive right into the city but to take the park and ride. But Gung-ho as usual we headed in. Wasn't too bad, except we missed the car park, but we did find a park, legal or not I don't know but it was nice and close so good enough.

    What a pretty city centre, it's called the Rows. They have kept all the Tudor half timber buildings. The shops are on two levels but if you look up past the street level it all looks original.

    Chester started life as a Roman fort in the first century with an almost complete wall complete with gates and tower around the old city, a huge and I mean massive cathedral, a Roman amphitheatre which is still being excavated and a castle.

    We walked around the wall, checked out the towers and the city gates, visited the cathedral, and admired all the rows. The only disappointment was the castle which is just a shell really which you couldn't really get close to.

    Headed back to the boat about five, miraculously our car hadn't had it wheels clamped, traffic was a bit worse coming home, but once out of the city centre not too bad. Lots of cars going in though. Have to finish off all the cheese, beer and wine on the boat before we hand it back tomorrow.
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  • Day20

    Back to Chirk

    September 5, 2017 in the United Kingdom

    Leaving Llangollen this morning the sky is looking a bit greyer than yesterday. The neighbours were heading off early so they would get a clear run down the narrow sections, and when we heard them go we thought we may as well follow. Turns out quite a few people had this same idea and the one way section had more of a holdup than yesterday at lunchtime. Never mind it didn't take long and we had a nice run down to Trevor.

    We pulled up at Trevor and walked across the aqueduct, till almost halfway (ok well maybe I only made it a little way) man it's high and even where there's a railing the gaps are huge.

    Another eerie, foggy ride across the aqueduct, and on then down to Chirk! We parked were we hoped was the closest place to the Castle. We've been in the Uk for three weeks and haven't seen a castle yet. We have seen them just haven't visited one. Had a toss up whether to get the bikes off or just walk. Seemed like it would all be uphill, cause nobody builds castles in the valley do they? So we opted to walk.

    Found the gates ok and then followed where we thought the signs pointed, after a little way, no more signs and we weren't sure if we were on the right track or not. We flagged down a Jag going past, who just waved and keep going, Arsehole!

    The next car a cute little convertible Merc, pulled up for us and yes we were on the right track and would we like a lift. You bet we would, lovely man! Thank goodness, it was still a fair way up to the castle.

    We saw the Jag guy when we got there and Graham made himself know to him. Told him we were only after directions. Ha ha he kept trying to talk to us every time we ran into him.

    Our national trust membership got us free entry, Yah. this castle is 700 years old and what a beauty it is. They had all the staterooms open and volunteers in all the rooms to give you a bit of information, or answer any questions. It was amazing and we throughly enjoyed it, the staterooms, the tower, the dungeon and the gardens.

    We spend about three hours there, which is well above our usual attention span! We'd lost our friendly driver though so had to figure out how to walk back to the boat. Getting direction from one of the gardeners, it seemed like we could walk straight down the hill to town. Wasn't quite that simple, but certainly quicker then following the road!
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  • Day108

    Stop just before aqueduct

    August 1, 2016 in the United Kingdom

    Once through the mountains we stopped off at a small town about 20 minutes away from the aqueduct. This pleasant little village was a hive of activity even though it was Sunday. We had seen a steam train further along the river and this was it's station. I will try and get photos off google and put them in another footprint.

  • Day51

    Chirk welcome to Wales

    June 27, 2017 in the United Kingdom

    Chirk is a small place, packing in a lot of history! The hilly countryside that divides England from Wales here, created the perfect location for a 'defensive' castle in the late 13th century; and five hundred years later the same hills required the building of a 150 foot high stone aquaduct, and the boring of a tunnel (460 yds) to allow the Llangollen canal to remain lock free for 12 miles navigation into Wales.
    Thomas Telford was a great engineer, and that was just the beginning of his career!

    Late in the morning we leave Pelangi, moored in a deep cutting beyond the northern mouth of Chirk tunnel, and start walking uphill to the castle, about a mile away. We soon discover that we must walk twice this distance as the main gate and long driveway to Chirk Castle are no longer the access for visitors - walkers are demoted to the Trademan's entrance via a marked path through undulating estate farmland.
    The NT castle has high walls, once surrounded by a moat; dungeons 20 feet below ground - the walls are over ten feet thick - meant little chance of escape for anyone thrown there; Chris bribed the guard to get out again!!
    Outside of the walls are lovely, very colourful, well kept gardens and an historically interesting Victorian Laundry house. This used to employ many laundry maids of extraordinarily specific grades and prospects of service, but one amazing fact retold was of the dispatch by rail from the Scottish home of Chirk's Mortimer family, of laundry that would arrive in basketloads at Chirk, be carefully laundered and repacked ready for the return train to Scotland! How much did all that cost the tenant farmers, we wonder?!

    We will spend another night moored at Chirk, then head just three miles for the canal-side hamlet named Trevor, and one of the most exciting valley crossings of our summer adventure...
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  • Day52

    World Heritage by canal

    June 28, 2017 in the United Kingdom

    One of the highlights, if you can stand great heights, of navigating the Llangollen Canal, has got to be the famous Pontcysyllte Aquaduct (1007 ft long, 126 ft high, pronounced Pont-kuh-sithl-tuh?) which marches over the River Dee valley on 19 massive stone piers.
    Its building began in 1795 and the aquaduct was opened in 1805! In its time, the dimensions of such a valley crossing were seen as almost impossible for a water-carrying structure; a budding young civil-engineer, Thomas Telford, thought otherwise. The Pontcysyllte is now a registered World Heritage Site!

    We are approaching this "masterpiece" of engineering by Telford through the attractive hamlet of Froncysyllte, with just a lift bridge to negotiate, then a sharp right turn and there it is - Chris steers Pelangi slowly into the 8 foot wide iron trough, which provides just a 3/4 inch metal side between us and the 126 foot drop. Jo finds the first view, a marked out sports pitch way below us, dizzying to look at, but the river Dee coming into view next is easier to admire! To our right, about a mile away, we can see the Pontcysyllte Viaduct, which takes the later built railway to Shrewsbury and Chester.

    We arrive on the northern side of the Dee valley, and search for a mooring in the canal arm at Trevor (pronounced Trefor), but there are no spaces. The next stretch of the canal, to Llangollen itself, is a very narrow cul-de-sac of about 4 miles. The canal is also getting shallower by the mile and we decide to moor overnight in a stretch that's wide enough for boats to pass. It's hard work bringing Pelangi right up to the towpath edge in such shallow water.
    A short walk back to Trevor, and we find a pub restaurant with a few veggie menu items. We drink to our intrepid crossing of the unpronounceable aquaduct!
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You might also know this place by the following names:

Wrexham, WRX, Графства Рэксем, Рексъм, Kontelezh Wrecsam, Wrecsam, Wrexham County Borough, Co-chorp Coontae Wrecsam, רקסהאם, レクサム, 렉섬 주, Reksamas, Wrexham grevskapsdistrikt, Рексем, Wrexham Coonty Burgh, 雷克瑟姆

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