Over the weekend, I agreed to take LT for possibly his last camping trip of the season to Llangollen. Let the record show that I OFFERED: I was not dragged. Well, not on this occasion, anyway…’
We decided to head across to Llangollen, Denbighshire and do a spot of outdoor sleeping. Les calls it ‘camping’, but well all know that’s just to make it sound more appealing. It doesn’t work.
Before this, we thought we’d take a look around Llangollen and check out the aqueduct.
The weather, although billed to be pretty miserable, was pretty much perfect all day. We pitched up at Trevor Basin and mingled in with the masses to see what the views were like from canal. Trevor Basin is such a lovely setting. Barges gently float on the water and holidaymakers and dog walkers stroll along pathways and basking in the sunshine from the comfort of the pub on the opposite side.
|Beautiful barges on the river at Llangollen|
|Aqueduct at Trevor Basin|
The aqueduct itself is a fabulous structure and we could see it well off in the distance as we approached Llangollen. This is likely due to the fact that it’s the biggest in Britain. It stands at 126 feet and was built by Thomas Telford. We took a gentle stroll along the bridge and I soon spotted a sign with ‘coffee shop 10 mins walk’ written on it. That in itself was all the motivation I needed to keep moving. The entire trip couldn’t have taken more than 15 minutes and it’s pretty much a completely flat surface (you know, with it being an aqueduct and all…)
Several barges passed us by as we made our way across and we stopped in the middle of the bridge as we jostled to get the best photographs of the scenery. There’s a floating sweet shop just across the aqueduct that seemed to be doing a fair trade with passing tourists in need of a sugar fix. I’m usually included in this grouping, but I’ve got a wedding to attend shortly, so I’m going cold turkey. Inside, I’m crying.
Fron Tea Room
We found the Fron Tea Room as we reached the end of our walk and parked ourselves in their outdoor seating area and demanded they furnish us with tea and sandwiches. It’s a peaceful setting and the deck at the rear of the tea room offers lovely views out across the canal. After stuffing our chops, we reversed the journey and headed back towards the car park, wondering what we could get up to next.
|Fron Tea Room|
|Come to mama…|
As it turns out, we quickly spotted a sign for Horseshoe Falls and made our way over to look. It was only a short drive away and was proving popular with families with kids who were paddling around. Dogs were chasing sticks and happily swimming around with their tongues flopping out, which made me very happy.
By the falls, there’s a woodland path leading up to the beautiful St Asaph’s Church and graveyard. As well as visiting the churchyard, you can also pop your head into the building itself. In the main foyer area before the main door, there’s a little tree with labels to write memorial messages for a loved one.
|a beautiful spot for a leisurely walk|
|the beautiful Horseshoe Falls|
Afterwards, we hit up the local spar for food. Then we headed on over to Carrog Station Camp Site to spend a night under the stars….in the freezing cold. It wasn’t all that bad, but I am glad that it was my last camping venture of the season. LT also got to test out his new hobo stove, which made him happy.
|One of the only good things about camping is being able to catch the sunset…|