Date walked: 27th November 2013
Distance walked: about 12 miles
Cumulative total of miles walked along The Wales Coast Path: 500
The official website of the Wales Coast path is http://www.walescoastpath.gov.uk/default.aspx
OS map required: OL23 – Cadair Idris and Lyn Tegid. I get all my maps from Dash4it. They are well discounted, and delivery is free and fast.
Once you cross the River Dovey this part of The Wales Coast Path comes within the Gwynedd Council area. To report issues concerning the path, email Llwybrarfordir@gwynedd.gov.uk
NB after Pennal there are no facilities of any sort until you reach Aberdovey.
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The sky was stubbornly grey when I drove off from my base at London House in Eglwys Fach. My starting point for the walk was Machynlleth and yesterday I had spotted a lay-by just before the town where I had plenty of room to park. I’d packed some fruit and a piece of bara brith, so I had no need to stop at the shops.
The path keeps to the A487, passing a colourful mural painted onto the gable end of a property with a strange garden before it enters the Snowdonia National Park and Gwynedd and crosses the river Dovey (or Dyfi for the Welsh speakers)
After a few hundred yards stroll by the river, a steep little lane climbs up the hillside into the forest surrounding Foel Goch (not to be confused with the much higher Foel Goch elsewhere in Snowdonia).
The path climbs from the road to near the brow of the hill giving a fine view even on this dull day through a young plantation of spruce to the cloud covered hills.
The forest is serviced by wide stone covered tracks and the path joins one of these and then follows a sinuous route for about a mile and a half.
The views out to the surrounding hills demonstrate that these days forestry management is at least attempting to provide a more interesting landscape than the block planted monocultures of old.
The landscape is pretty sparse on human habitat. The stupendous view to a cwm below Tarrenhendre (if my orientation is correct) only accommodating a little bungalow. Whilst the bungalow made for a pretty enough picture, the line of electricity carrying poles that led to it do demonstrate a landscape cost of such isolated dwellings.
The path joins a minor road that drops down to the village of Pennal which boasts a pub ( The Riverside Hotel– Anne and I went there that night and had a very nice burger) and two chapels within spitting distance of one another. Not that the Calvinistic Methodists of Pennal are likely to spit at their Jehovah Witness neighbors, of course.
The path crosses the A493 and takes a drive that leads past an ancient earth work (shown on the map as Tomen Las).
On the map this drive leads to Talgarth Home farm. That’s a lie. It leads to the “Plas Talgarth Macdonlads Leisure and Fitness Club” – a resort of bungalows (sorry, I mean “luxury Lodges” and flats). There’s probably more money in this than sheep. They are serious about fitness – and health and safety. In the little wood that the path follows they have established a fitness trail.
Just as I was leaving the wood a couple passed me, walking for the first time a pair of the most gorgeous Jack Russell puppies.
As I left the wood there was a good view over the Dovey Valley and to the hills that I was walking through yesterday. You might think that the route would follow the river but the road and railway line are in the way and have occupied the edge of the estuary, so the path heads inland and back into the hills. At the property called Penmaendyfi I was intrigued by a pair of slate plaques fixed into wall of the house.
After re-crossing the A493 the path takes a minor road, passing a superb junk yard, before taking a track through a wood heading up towards Mynydd Y Llyn.
Part of the wood had been cleared, leaving a scene of apparent devastation but the debris left on the ground was simply what was left after the main timber had been harvested.
As I climbed the views were opening up and the land becoming populated by sheep.
I passed a memorial stone inscribed Carn March Arthur. This mystery was only partially resolved by google.
These last three miles were really a ridge walk with steep views down to the Dovey estuary on one side…..
……. and the Happy Valley on the other.
As I was working on the pictures I took that day I was getting rather oppressed by the grey skies so the next few pics demonstrate what can be achieved by processing them in a different way. What I have done was not to add anything but to reduce the exposure of the sky and increase the degree of contrast in the clouds.
The track becomes a road again at the isolated cottage of Bwlch Farm.
The end of the day is a good time to have an easy surface to walk on, and no more climbing to do and when you can just plod along and enjoy the views.
I could have stayed on this road into Aberdovey but instead the path proper requires a muddy, slippery descent through Allt Goch across fields to the town.
It was getting a bit gloomy as I took the steps down through the houses built into the hillside; a roofer was still working in the twilight on the Literary Institute.
But the dusk and lights gave me quite an atmospheric shot of the jetty.
My bus was due in 20 minutes so a had a quick nosey round the colourful back streets.
In a shop window were adverts for a Community Lunch, a Chrismassy (sic) concert and Pole Dancing tuition. It’s a lively place is Aberdovey.
The Lloyds Coaches X39 bus failed to arrive. Which was a shame as I would have taken the opportunity for a cup of tea and a bun if I had known it was not coming. And worrying too, as it was the penultimate bus of the day back to Machynlleth. And I was getting cold, sitting there, in the dark
The next bus did arrive half and hour later. I bent the ear of the driver who denied the previous service’s existence. And once on the bus I rang Lloyds who told me that the bus had run as per the timetable. And I emailed the company who wrote back apologizing that the service had been dropped 9 months previously and offered me a free days ride which I accepted . Like the bus, that never materialised either.
All the photographs on this and most of my other posts were taken on a Canon compact and were processed from Raw files. High resolution files and/or prints of up to A3+ size can be produced on request. Email me for costs at Charles@veddw.co.uk
Well, you know what they say: every welsh village needs two chapels: the one you go to, and the one you *don’t* go to…
I didn’t know that! And now I am thinking about it I don’t know why they would say that. Is the one you don’t go to like an insurance policy in case you fall out with the one you do go to or is this about something else entirely?
it’s more like the sort of folk Idris Davies is describing in this poem…
Capel Calvin
There’s holy holy people
They are in capel bach-
They don’t like surpliced choirs,
They don’t like Sospan Fach.
They don’t like Sunday concerts,
Or women playing ball,
They don’t like Williams Parry much
Or Shakespeare at all.
They don’t like beer or bishops,
Or pictures without texts,
They don’t like any other
Of the nonconformist sects.
And when they go to Heaven
They won’t like that too well,
For the music will be sweeter
Than the music played in Hell.
My first poem of the blog. Better still one I understand and made me smile. Thank you!
(Whispers – it’s spelt “Llyn”.)
I see that, being unable to stand on the edges of high cliffs to take pics, your lust for danger leads you to stand in the middle of busy Gwynedd roads. Please be careful as vehicles are apt to appear with little more than a week’s notice. Very dramatic tweaked sky too though the grey skies in the earlier pics do bring out the colours of the landscape nicely.
And I hope you split that burger fairly between you and Anne.
My bravery knows no bounds when it comes to taking pictures. Glad you like both my sky styles! I am always impeccably fair with Anne. Always.*goes back to blog to look for near Llyns.
I particularly like the photographs of the spitting chapels, I prefer the look of the Methodist chapel it seems less austere but perhaps I am biased. ( I have never spat at either Methodists or Jehovah’s Witnesses) The last photo is also a very strong composition, I have tried to imagine if it would be stronger without the car, but I’m not sure. 🙂
Haha, I know how to press your buttons! That last pic is really odd co’s it really was gloomy but i just couldn’t make it look gloomy. But yes, I think its better with the car.
Ohhh, entering hilly countryside and it’s lovely! Looks like some nice spots for a cheeky wild camp perhaps?
Yes, loads of places you could plonk yourself for the night and party with the sheep.
Charles, what a pleasure to have another walk like that! My fave shots are – the one of the bright houses in Aberdovey and of the chapels, and yeah – the church-related discussion in comments 🙂 I also like the concept of streaming images like you do – being of very different photographic value to me, they win over my heart as the body of work, an atmospheric collage, perfectly serving the purpose of the post. It breathes love and passion, to the landscape and photography. My favourite combo.
Olga, what a great comment, thank you. I am finding the built environment very rich for things that grab me and the landscapes for the sheer beauty of a place. Hope you’ll drop by again sometime.
Yes the bright houses of Aberdovey
A great picture, which would be so much less without the car. It has so much interest – the bold colours, very straight downpipe, the Lidl bag and the lit interior, and I really like the way you’ve kept as much height as possible, but cut off just below a potentially distracting gutter. You won’t thank me for this, but I keep seeing the back of the car as a cartoon face, and you may from now on.
The other picture that really grabs me is the sinuous mountain track – it’s such a pleasing shape and such a pleasing word
Hi Rob, I must say I am very gratified to have such detailed discussion about the pics. Once again I am indebted to Lightroom for very slightly straightening the line of the windows and downpipe in the Aberdovey pic. It is almost like having a very expensive Tilt and Shift lens in the bag. Not that you can get one for the Canon G15 anyway. I’ll bow to your imagination as to the cartoon face!
On another track altogether, I’d be interested to hear of your approach to taking shots of people.
In days past I used, I suppose, to be quite cavalier about this, and remember the great photographic potential of places such as fairgrounds.
Nowadays I wouldn’t be so comfortable, and, I suspect subjects would question the activity
I’m sure that the woman with the Jack Russells was very pleased to have her picture taken
The man on the roof probably wasn’t aware that you were taking one, but it would have been an amusing picture if you’d caught him giving you the finger
Did the woman with the long hair, and her back to you, know that you were taking her picture?
I wonder, do you have some guiding principles?
Hi Rob
I do find that I am being more drawn to taking some pics of people along the way. I suppose I start from the basics that one is entitled to take pics of people in public places, so there isn’t a legal anxiety. Then I would carry the question “Is photograpghing this person going to create harm or distress?”. The girl at Aber was unaware that I was photographing her, but I could not see any liklihood of causing harm or distress. I did ask the woman with the puppies if I could take her pic but then I didn’t say that I would put it on the blog. But again, they were not anywhere that they shouldn’t have been. Anyone walking with me knows that I am going to photograpgh them and put them into the blog. Next week you’ll find at the end of the blog a pic of a child and gran which has a question mark about it, but the gran did not say anything to me. And I would still say that no harm could be caused because the child was anonymous, fully clothed and not doing anything they shouldn’t. I hope you like it.
Hi there! Stumbled across this blog post while researching the local area…and have a little random nugget of information for you.
The ‘woman with the puppies’ could’ve helped you with the slate plaques – as she’s actually Shana Rees of Penmaendyfi!
I do realise this info comes a little tardy, but hey – better late than never, eh?!
Fantastic account of a beautiful walk. Thank you!
Aled and Shana Rees renovated the house. Adnewyddyd literally translates as renewed.
Nice! Thanks for that.