Had a really nice walk today from Conwy, all the way along the cycle path to West Shore. I spoke to two lads clearing the ivy on the "turret toilets" I asked if they were going to repair the broken drain pipe at the side and was assured there's another work force coming soon to carry out the work.
I took a photo of the tunnel under the road. It seems to serve no purpose at all to be honest. It has no access doors for maintenance and is full of rubbish, even a cycle helmet. I wonder if it belongs to the scooter tossed over the wall featured in my earlier post?
As I approached Llandudno there was sign "beware of Golfers" I had to laugh, as I imagined some rabid middle aged man, frothing at the mouth, wearing a pringle jumper , jumping out from the bushes wielding a club.
. but then due to throwing Socs' ball incessantly along the path I now had one arm like Popeye so I would have put up a good fight
I also took a photo of what we as kids used to call sleeping beauty mountain, if you look at the silhouette you can see her head, nose, boobs and skirt outlined on the edge of the mountain. That's what my Dad used to tell us anyway but then for years I truly believed a haggis was a bird with one leg longer than the other enabling it to run round the mountain faster.
I took a picture of a shelter on Deganwy beach, it could do with a lick of paint but I have to admit I much prefer the old versions to the anti vandal painted, breeze block ones the council erect nowadays.
The Orme looked really impressive in the distance but it was then that I decided it was a bit too far, not to mention ambitious to even think of tackling the hike around it today. Who am I kidding? It's a bit too ambitious to think I'll tackle it tomorrow either.
On my arrival back in Conwy I took the photo of the old stables (I think they're stables) tucked round the back of the bakery just up the road from the Legion. Lovely building I thought.
