Having spent a week in Taunton, we’re itching to get back on the road and as we only have five days before Jo’s treatment starts again we opt for a quick jaunt into Wales, however we had forgotten that it’s impossible to get a telephone/tv/wifi connection anywhere in the country and that it rains all the time, the first couple of nights is spent wildcamping next to Llwyn-on and Usk reservoirs. A drive round the Brecon beacons with no let up in the weather and we stop off in the hillside town of Brecon, which seems to have more Nepalese living there than indigenous Welsh. Not having tried Ghurkha cuisine before we try a curry which is pleasantly ok. Sunday afternoon and we meet up with Justin, Chrissy, Louis and Rosa, at the campsite at the National Show caves, the campsite is three quarters empty which is a bit sad as it’s their high season, I guess everyone else has noticed how bad the weather is.
Wasn’t it the philosopher Neil Diamond who said that he wanted to go where the weather suited his clothes ? as we were supposed to be in Greece now, we have nothing in our wardrobes for 17 degrees and rainy.
After a stormy night the day starts off with a rare sunny spell
and it has just been brought to our attention that camping must now be a dangerous activity as I’ve just noticed a family sitting huddled under their tent awning having breakfast all of them wearing fluorescent high visibility jackets, when did that law get passed through Euro Parliament then ?
The National showcaves complex has a number of attractions which according to the numerous signs everywhere, all visitors must visit the attractions in a certain order.
There are a number of Nazis uniformed staff positioned to ensure you obey their instructions.
Deep underground there is a largish cavern where it is possible to get married although as I mentioned earlier it’s impossible to get a reception round here.
The rain keeps off for the majority of the day which is a godsend with two under 7’s to entertain. The whole complex seems to have a dinosaur fixation.
the locals are a bit tetchy as well.
We visit the animal park with a motley collection of spitting llamas, pigs, goats and horses and a push-me-pull-you.
Next day and a short drive back to Usk reservoir where we wildcamp together for the night.
Oh a word of warning, never lend Justin your potato masher.
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