Cottage style accommodation at Hooke. Since i had 'misplaced' ie lost, my Canon battery charger there are no pictures of the hair raising ride Dylan gave me in his Lotus 7 look-a-like Tiger something or other. White knuckle doesn't really cover it.
After a couple of homely days with Sarah and family, we motored up to Nottingham via Tewksbury,
stopping in the town for a bite to eat. This is full size, not in miniature scale.
After getting our feet soaked on the last couple of outings, we decided to invest in more appropriate foot wear to cope with the pathways in Wales's autumnal weather. Guaranteed for 5,000 miles. Should be just about enough for us.
As well as booted, Gek is suitably suited in a Gortex, all weather coat, complete with woolly hat. Looks the business, does she not.
The first test for the boots was a rather easy walk across the Hengoed viaduct. Ystrad Mynach is at the junction of four railway lines built in the 19th century, only one of which is still used by trains. The other two have a new lease of life as cycle and path ways, including the one that was carried by this impressive viaduct.
The views up and down the valley from the viaduct are quite something, even in the mist and rain.
On the other side, back to the overgrown railway cuttings which go on for miles.