Whitehouses To Llangollen, Then back to Froncysylite. 1 Aqueduct Each Way.

Saturday was just a silly day.

Moving up to the aqueduct on a lovely sunny day with the hills/mountains in the distance was a tonic for the soul.

Here we go again across the puddle in the sky

Two and a half hours later of a will we make this? won't we make this? trip,

where we seemed to spend more time scraping along the bottom and clearing leaves from the prop than actually getting anywhere, we made Llangollen......eventually.

The river Dee was in a bit of a hurry to get wherever it was going and looked spectacular in it's haste.

The grown ups were playing steam trains again.... all adding to the holiday feel of this place!

Why put ourselves through all that trouble of the trip just to turn and come back?
Let me explain.....
I needed to buy a valentines day card for my beloved, and nipping into Tesco's is not quite the same as fighting my way by boat to the end of the world and back just to get it!
I think a few million brownie points are in order......don't you? 




Until next time...................





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