Today I thought I'd go up to Llangelynin church after all from what I remember it's not that far from Conwy about 3miles I estimated............well I think we can quite safely say my estimations were monumentally flawed because the road just went on and on, twice I had to ask fellow walkers I met if I was on the right road as according to the app on my phone I had already walked 3.5 miles and the Church was nowhere in sight. Finally as the road narrowed I recognised the steep track up to the church there was a sign that read Llangelynin Church 1mile
Your having a laugh I though I'll never make it.... 1 mile left and it was all up hill. I hadn't come prepared at all I thought as I realised I had no sandwiches, I'd forgotten my bottle of water and my fold away portable stretcher was still on the kitchen table. By this time I was no longer walking it was more a kinda vertical crawl you know the one, your still walking but your hands are on your knees willing your legs to carry your body, by now the app on my phone read 4.5 miles and still the hill climbed I was knackered. This was ridiculous I thought it's the same distance back home yet
I found a wall and collapsed panting for breathe. Llangelynin church is a very special place to me it's where we scattered my Nains ashes, she spent a lot of her childhood playing up and around the churchyard it was one of her favourite places. Sitting on the wall I remembered the day the entire family traveled up the narrow winding track to scatter Nains ashes, I laughed as I remembered my Dad driving his camper van up and this was no little VW camper van it was a full on wide as you like camper van honestly a gnat couldn't have maneuvered around it, all you could hear was his gears crunching and the engine screeching as he kangarood up the road
Dad was getting more and more annoyed as one by one we started sniggering in the back which only drove him on determined he'd succeed to the top. Apart from the poor beggars behind us the rest of the clan had reached the top and where now watching my poor frustrated Dad navigate the last bend. I think the funniest part of the whole day though was when my Uncle Graham actually scattered Nains ashes, we decided to go round the side of the church to carry out the ceremony as it was a little windy on the day, my Uncles and Auties said a few words and Uncle Graham began to scatter........ exactly the same time as the wind picked up and so we all got a pebble dashing, as we looked at one another we had to laugh as Nain would have found it hilarious it was like a scene from Only fools and horses. Ceremony over everyone rushed back to their cars determined not to be behind my Dad on the way back down
Well I'd had my rest now it was time to carry on up the never ending really steep hill. On the way up we saw this Mine I have no idea what was extracted from it or how old it is but the sign outside it said dangerous and that was enough for me it was onwards and upwards.