That's the River Severn towards the right and in the distance to the left are snowcapped hills. Truly! There are also sheep in the brownish field but they seem to be invisible. There are two delightful donkeys that live in the paddock to the left of the conifers but they had been put to bed when we took this pic at 5pm today (4am Tuesday, EDST).
Continuing our theme of visiting ancient monuments, today we gallivanted to north Wales to see the [insert adjective] Conwy Castle. Warning: history lesson imminent...
Edward 1, king of England from the 1270s, was sick of the Welsh upstarts thumbing their nose at his authority, so clouted them round the head in battle and then quickly built five castles in the north to show them who was running the show.
Conwy was one of these.
Grasshoppers, I know I say this about every place Geoff and I visit, but it was pretty damn special. We were both gobsmacked by how imposing it still is over 800 years later.
This pic on the left does not do it justice: we were about four kilometres away when we first spotted it looming over everything nearby.
The city walls are also pretty much intact. Edward 1 (known as Long Shanks) made hordes of English people move to Wales and live inside the city walls.
The pic below is of Geoffy waving from the top of the king's tower. I only went as far as the level below. It was a horribly steep, dark, wet, winding, narrow staircase with only a rope to hang on to, and I have a gammy leg (albeit with a fetching limp) so do forgive my lack of bravado.
Tomorrow: a brisk jog across the Midlands and then south to Cambridge, with some Roman roons on the way!
Today's badger count: One. Total to date: 15
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