return to the castle with JM. She enjoys a jolly good snoop around the tearoom. Charlie the cat says
"Hi". She's an old girl too. As Charlie
does not have cloven feet, but retractable claws, we feel it's alright to touch the
Mrs farmer's wife / owner chats about The Problems. They had been
closed for a month but opened again as they need the business! Their tearoom extends to
neighbouring farm buildings - they could easily cater for a 100 but there's just
the two of us, Jolly Molly and I.
We drive along the Brecon Beacons National park. High and picturesque - even sunny! Jolly is quite delighted. Driving though a small cluster of cottages named Bethlehem cause much singing from my passenger.
This is irritating to say the least!
Dolaucothi Gold Mine
drop off JM and search for gold. Dolaucothi
Gold Mine isn't open for visitors but open enough to walk along a trail and look around. The University of Wales has a geology laboratory there. The place first used by the Romans still has human activity today.
Noisy cheerful engineers bash away at a small shunting engine and mining wagons. Being Welsh there
too much singing! Everyone's getting the place ready to be open on the 6th. Complete with tours that show how the mine last operated
commercially in the 1930's
The mine entrances can be explored but there's no entry into the workings.
Complete with a small hydro electric plant generating 4.35MW.
The water is spectacular but
I return via a small isolated pub at by the River Cothi near
Nat-y-Bai. The landlord
humble custom. He explains how dire things are - he relies on campers sited in the local fields. The fields currently have sheep - but the sheep may not be
moved - so no campers.
Back via a waterfall by the road side. I stop. It's time to practice with a tripod and time exposures.
I take the Tally road back Llandeilo. I happen to be tantalisingly close to confluence
52N 4W. But the sheep regulations and unaccompanied hill walking is silly.. but maybe next time!
The rain returned ready to take JM out for her evening's nourishment. Tonight it
is the turn of the Castle Hotel in
Llandeilo, home to the Tomas Watkin Brewery. A good pint of medium strength bitter. Jolly has
vegetarian pancake, I have dead cockerel.
"Only 4 in the bar and 2 in the restaurant: worse than a Sunday." bemoans the landlord.