Friday, August 29, 2008

Driving in Drizzle

Day 2 and we cannot even see the sheep. This is supposed to be the big day with the 200 mile ride on the A470 up to Betty's Co Ed or as the English say Betws -y- Coed for Welsh Rarebit in a grotty cafe with outside loos for the boys. Drizzle and fog diminish nothing from the virtual redolent charm of Blaenau Ffffffffestiniog and a steam train greets us at Porthmadog. We are battered by gale force wind through Harlech and arrive with soggy numb bums at Rhayader. I'm accused of riding like a car driver...I survive. At dinner I admit to mono vision contact lenses: The man with the flip front helmet literally flips his lid.

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