Question. Travelling.

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There is a tiny lane in between the falls and Capel Tygwydd and halfway down you will find a very funny looking wooden house called Tangelynen

I will take a look the next time I visit. Do you mean the lane that goes up near the petrol station?

Pant-y-Llyn? Yes, we did go there once. It must have been quite late in the summer, because it was nearly empty - still a beautiful spot though (except for the junk thrown in by idiots revealed by the water draining away!) I've been down a few caves with seasonal siphons and the like - Peak Cavern in Derbyshire was originally called "The Devil's a***hole" because of the weird farting noises made by its underground U-bends (it's said that they changed the name because Queen Victoria was visiting and was not amused!)

It goes up past the holiday Park and off that road is a tiny lane.
It's not important, but it is an interesting place because it is made from a ww1 artillery wagon with a roundhouse built onto it.

You have me intregued.

Interesting place, generator for the electric, bore hole for water, wood burners for heat and boiler. My time in Wales was bloody freezing!

2009?

2010 - 2014, do you remember the winter of 2012? We had to move into one room and we had half an inch of ice on the inside of the windows, but I bet you know all about it!

Ah. I knew it was somewhere around there. Two pairs of trousers wasn't enough. The mountain road here was sheet ice for a month and a half. I had a Citroen AX at the time which could climb the 1 in 4 hill on snow or ice as it was so light weight and had narrow tyres. Only once it didn't make it. I went back down and went home the long way round rather puzzled. Got back home. Opened the boot and remembered I had 3 sacks of coal in there! Going downhills was hairy. No power steering. No antilock brakes. A lightweight 640kg car.. Narrow tyres. Put it in 1st gear and it was like a sledge going down. No way could I stop, but I could use the steering as a kind of guide! Good job very few other cars could make it up this hill. Some 4WD vehicles couldn't make it.

I had to go out on Christmas eve and I asked my friend if there was a LEVEL route to his house. Somehow I messed up and ended up going down a 17% hill. It was a case of steering for the hedge, letting off the handbrake and steering for the hedge on the other side, all the way down, zig-zagging into the hedge. I got stuck at the bottom, in a dip but after some tine a passer by towed me out and I got home at 11pm. That winter ruined our car, the seals never worked and it got all mossy on the inside.

I didn't think that I would go back to Wales in a hurry but I ended up going back quite a lot since then.

I bet you keep a shovel in the boot

I find traveling miserable, but Wales seems like a beautiful place to visit.

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I have only once been on Anglesea so far. Not called in at Llanfair. I have passed through the other Llanfair.

It was like that up here, too, that winter; though not for quite as long. My journey to work at the time involved a 2 mile cross country walk, and up a 400ft hill (and that was just to get to the bus stop!) Of course, idiot me just decided to go to work as usual. The snow was waist deep in places along the old railway line, but I quite enjoyed the adventure. The main road at the top was single lane because that's all the ploughs could manage to clear, with solid, vertical walls of snow either side, way taller than me. So of course, the bus part of the journey took ages, too. When I got to work, of course, most of the people who lived 10min walk away from the office had phoned in to say they couldn't dig their cars out, so the place was virtually empty and I had no work to do! Me and my damned routines, it never even occurred to me to ring up myself and have a day making snow forts!

The funniest bit was that we had some customer rep's visiting at work that day... from Sweden, of all places. They were wetting themselves laughing at the British trying to cope with a "little bit" of snow!

Haha. Here they ran out of grit for our main roads so country roads didn't even get a snowplough. My little Citroen coped ok. My issue was other cars struggling. One was driving very carefully at about 15 mph. Took a while to overtake so I could get to 30-40 to cruise along.

I haven’t travelled in my life very much, Only 4 trips away from the UK - France, Spain & Canary Islands, and none in the last 14 years. As a child I would struggle with our family holidays, more than once holidays were cancelled because I came down with mysterious illnesses (probably stress related) so my mother took to keeping holiday dates a secret and just told me on the morning. I found the travelling and unfamiliarity difficult. I still do. If I have to travel I prefer to do so by train and alone. I find the motion of trains comforting, though sometimes the smells or overcrowding can be difficult. I struggle to handle travelling companions needs and wishes. I just need to be very closed off from others to cope with the uncertainty and unfamiliarity. I am happiest seeing (my part of) the world by foot.

Likewise. I love getting to know a place through all of the seasons and in every different kind of weather. So long as I've got some nature close by, I can always find something which will fascinate me, and I really enjoy discovering and researching all the little traces of local history that I find. I find it very comforting to feel a connection with the landscape around me. People used to think I was mad doing a 2 mile, 400ft rise, cross-country walk twice a day in all weathers to get to work when I could have got the bus into town and back out again, but I wouldn't have had it any other way - it made my employment possible to have that time in nature to prepare myself and wind down rather than being packed like a sardine into a bus crawling through traffic jams.