Mike, (northern pies) suggested a few days in Wales. He knew of a nice campsite, that, although officially closed, would allow us to camp. Thus it was that I staggered off the train at Welshpool with a heavy rucksack to be collected by Mike and Bruno, (superdawg). Monday afternoon was surprisingly mild, it felt good to be out once more.Tents where soon up and a brew on.
Tuesday saw us heading up a delightful valley for a short walk. The rich, autumnal colours where quite beautiful.
We arrived back at the camp site early and had a lazy afternoon.
Wednesday morning was quite chilly. Mike had an idea for a walk. Thus we headed over to Dollgellau and the Precipice Walk. In fact it was a delightful stroll.
After our morning stroll we headed over to Barmouth for an amble along the beach. Bruno was highly delighted at this and spent much time chasing his new found ball.
Wednesday night saw a change in the weather with strong winds and heavy rain. The tent was well anchored and I was snug.Unfortunately Mike's tent leaked which was not good. This meant we where heading for Welshpool earlier than intended. However, as a compensation, we indulged in an enormous full english breakfast. A good few days away.