Thursday 25th May 2023
Most of the day off from boating today – tourism calls.We’d decided on a train ride along the banks of the Dee, through the hills, to Carrog. Unfortunately the full length run to Corwen doesn’t open until later in the year. We quite fancied the route 199 picturesque bus service that runs a circular route all around the local villages but were disappointed to find it only runs on Saturdays – shame. So, short train ride with the spring weather at it’s spring best, there could be no disappointment here.
The countryside is world class beauty. There were fly-fishermen to watch as we passed by and made our way to Carrog. Due to the timetable allowing for the future Corwen service, we had 30 mins at Carrog station before returning. Time for a wander round to experience the wonderful countryside ‘silence’ and a cup of tea before setting off back to Llangollen.
Our tummies were starting to complain so we decided to return to the Old Corn Mill for lunch. Our meals there last night were so good and the beer selection was excellent. Five stars from Graham especially for the best faggots he’d ever tasted, for lunch today. The beer selection was different as well so he got to try another two ‘never tried before’ beers with his lunch.
On leaving the pub we found the riverside walk alongside Llangollen park which was a nice stroll – shame we hadn’t found that last visit, Although we didn’t have so much time to spare then. If you want to visit Aldi then this path is the most direct route from the town centre.
We then did a bit of shopping visiting a brilliant craft centre (opposite the Old Corn Mill, plus Brenda’s essential charity shops as well as getting some post cards. Back to the boat to write postcards while Graham gave the boat a wash in the ‘relatively’ clean water fresh from the Dee.
Just before 5pm a group of boats set off downstream and so we tagged on the end. On the way up yesterday we found that our two way radios were not working properly and so when we noticed another boat had sent a radio equipped walker ahead we followed them. It was a slow procession down to Trevor but with all the ‘view’ any-one could want, it was perfect. We even spotted a trio of paragliders pootling around a hilltop on the opposite bank of the valley.
Onto the Pontcysyllte aqueduct to cross the valley whilst taking some photo’s looking down – a special request from a blood-biking colleague. Once across we stopped and tied up for the night on the approach embankment.
G&B
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