As spring has sprung its time to start making more use of the van for weekends. With this in mind we thought a jaunt to Corwen would be in order as less than an hour from home. Booked a couple of nights on Gaer Hyfryd campsite which is a mile or so outside Corwen but only a short walk from the Rhug Estate Farm shop. Lovely site with 20 or so pitches, only opened for the season this weekend so very quiet with 6 or 7 vans.
At this stage spring decided that it was time to step back and allow a bit more winter in – the heavens opened on our arrival and continued for the afternoon. Not too much of a problem as resulted in plenty of time for a good read of the Kindle. Time to wash up after tea and found out we had come away without washing up liquid. A quick glance at the rain and decided we could do without – shampoo does the job and leaves the plates smelling of a spring day even when the weather isn’t obliging.
Sunday dawned with a bit of sunshine peaking through the clouds so it seemed like a plan to head out for a walk. The camp warden gave us some directions and we headed up the hill looking for a footpath that lead down to the River Dee. Down through a farm, crossing over what can best be described as a bog and we meet head on with a large herd of cattle – not my favourite things to meet so we made a sharp exit over a gate and into the field along side the river. Managed to follow the footpath to a great extent but a couple of wrong turns and we ended up on a scramble along a river bank which lead us into Cynwydd village and a much needed stop on a bus stop bench where we sat and grumbled about the rain for a bit before moving on.
From there it was an easy walk along a disused railway path to Corwen village, well easy with the exception of a couple of very heavy showers and trying to side step puddles the size of small lakes. Lunch was a picnic on a bench on Corwen High Street in the rain – yup as always living the high life when we go out and about. From there it was a short detour behind Rhug on a path running between a couple of fields of bison – not quite what you expect to see on a field in Wales but made a change from sheep. When we reached Rhug Farm Shop we stopped for a well earned latte, only when we had sat down in the cafe did we notice everyone else dressed in their Sunday best for lunch and us caked in mud were standing out just a bit like the village hobos, so a quick stop and we made our exit resplendent with mud and water dripping behind us.
We moved on Monday and over to Porthmadog and a stroll around the new outdoor shop, a must for gadgets we never knew we needed for the campervan until we saw them, then we overnighted at Criccieth on top of the hill at Eisteddfa Campsite. A really big site set out on tiers with 120 pitches. Nearly every pitch taken with seasonals but only a couple of people around. The sun decided to shine and we had fabulous views out over to the sea, very tranquil if you ignored the small child with a mallet bashing the ground with all the determination of someone needing to kill every blade of grass available.
Today we headed home and detoured over to Beaumaris for a mid morning coffee stop at Beaus Tea Shop. A lovely twee little shop with an eclectic mix of plates, cups and teapots with every pattern under the sun. It was like stepping back 50 years with knitted tea cosy’s and doilies everywhere – loved it. As we set off for home the skies cleared completely and the sun came out – typical- so to make the most of the day we headed for a lunch stop on Penmaenmawr promenade before heading home to plan another weekend trip very soon.