Not all those who wander are lost
The Blorenge, parking at Keepers Pond, across to the summit and down to the Punch Bowl.
Bleak with a cold wind blowing but we met a gang of enthusiastic local ramblers who promptly told us we were far too young to be walking with them. They are out all year round and include some active eighty year olds!
‘The kiss of the sun for pardon,
The song of the birds for mirth,
One is nearer God’s heart in a garden
Than anywhere else on earth.’
In the chapel garden of St George, Usk Castle.
Devauden, the Cot & Lower Veddw
We opted for a short walk – partly because I finally have my new boots so I am breaking them in but really because both of us have too much going on this week to spare a whole day – sometimes that’s enough to reset your mind into a more tranquil state. And boy! We needed to do this today! Continue reading “Around Devauden”
Walking up Pen Allt Mawr in the Brecon Beacons above Crickhowell. We walked this way in March but changed the route to have a picnic on Darren – thanks Darren! It was an incredible spot – one of our favourite picnic places now with panoramic views of the Black Mountains and Brecons.
