“Well I think I’d quite like it if he marched past me with no clothes on!” exclaimed Myfanwy, the village matriarch, much to mine and Paul’s amusement! It’s the second day of a week long mountain biking trip that friend Paul and I are undertaking and we’re sitting in a … [Read more]
Day 5 – Devil’s Bridge to Elan Village
With no shop in the Devil’s Bridge village, and, faced with a particularly remote day where we couldn’t see any obvious food shops en route not to mention that we were starting to get a bit tired of cold toast half-inched from breakfast we ask if the proprietor of the … [Read more]