Day 10: On Our Way Again

Our walking holiday ended with one final cooked welsh breakfast and a fond farewell to our newly made friends. Time to start Allison's Whip-Thru-Wales driving tour! Our HF friends were quite amazed/dumbfounded when I ran them through our planned itinerary and I found myself repeatedly saying: "as we're likely to be by this area just the once, we'd like to see as much as we can."  They just shook their heads as if to say "those Canadians". Ah well, this is the way Mum and I travel.

Saturday we ticked off one of the 10 Great Drives in Wales by conquering the twisty, winding, blind-curved Black Mountain Road on the way south from Brecon. I'm not sure who had a more difficult time of it, the driver or her passenger!  We were spat out into a yet another single track farm lane that ultimately led us to Carreg Cennan castle. Mostly ruined, it did have a long scary tunnel running ever deeper underground; we went as far as our iPhone flashlight apps and slippery runners would allow before admitting defeat and returned to the sunlight.

Next was the beautifully landscaped Aberglasney Gardens. Known for its 9 gardens since the 1400's it was only fully restored in the early 2000's. So pretty, we decided to forgo the National Botanical Gardens of Wales and continue on to the next on our list.

Laugharne, a picturesque coastal town that's famous for being the home of Dylan Thomas, where he wrote "Under Milkwood" from his little writing shack set right over the sea. The walk to his house along the estuary was very pretty, the town...well, crowded with parked cars was our impression. Time to find our B&B!

(Shed made up as if Thomas just walked away)

Martyn, our host, met us in the drive and ushered us into his relaxing guest lounge, brought us some well-received tea, shortbread and welsh cakes, and we collapsed with our books in bliss for the evening.