The main purpose of this blog is to keep in touch with friends and family, and maybe entertain others with common interests, particularly in relation to the outdoors. We hope you enjoy it, and your comments are valued....
Sue and Martin in Mallorca 2019
On the Archduke's Path in Mallorca
Tuesday, 31 August 2021
Monday, 30 August 2021
An Alpine View

We sometimes yearn to be back in the Alps.
I chose this picture from 23 July 2007 for today's posting before realising that I'd used it before as a header for my entries about the Zillertal Rucksack Route, or Berlinerweg.
To revisit my recollections from that trip, click here.
Happy Days!
Sunday, 29 August 2021
Moss Campion and the Fanes at Dusk
Saturday, 28 August 2021
Saturday 28 August 2021 - Around Llanberis and Llyn Padarn
On another blue sky day, Sue and I were joined by Richard and Jenny, who had arrived last night, for a 14 km walk around Llanberis.
Sue and I had done this walk before - on 8 July, so we knew it had merits, especially on such a fine day.
This time we found some free parking, just off the A4244 at the bottom end of Llyn Padarn. The first picture was taken from there, and the next one was taken further up the lake, where lots of activities were in full flow.
Friday, 27 August 2021
Friday 27 August 2021 - Dolgoch Falls and Birds' Rock
An hour's drive to Dolgoch, and £4 in a machine for parking, then we set off on a 50 minute circuit of Dolgoch Falls, starting near a viaduct that houses the Talyllyn narrow gauge railway.
Thursday, 26 August 2021
Thursday 26 August 2021 - Llyn Trawsfynydd
The car park in Trawsfynydd was full, so a lay-by on the main A470 road had to make do. [Roadside parking in the village is possible.]
Today's walk comprised a 13 km clockwise circuit of Llyn Trawsfynydd, plus a 6 km loop on a new route through the Celtic Rainforest to the south of Maentwrog.
We soon passed the statue of Hedd Wyn, a WW1 poet. He won a prize for one of his poems, and was called forward in the 1917 Eisteddfod to receive his award. Sadly, the assembly was then informed that he had just been killed in Flanders, so the empty chair was hurriedly cloaked in black.
Then we visited the war memorial, from where there was a good view of our footbridge across the end of the lake.

























































