Considering the descent we had undertaken, I was mindful of making the most of our time in the valley so of course we took the path along the river towards Abercraf. The sun soon came out, although the canopy kept us mainly in the shade and made the landscape really glow. In contrast to the flat landscape of Norfolk the delights of water flowing from the rocks made for a beautiful backdroop to our riverside amble.





The information board compared the landscape to the Amazon basin; while I can't say I've been trekking in the Amazon I can confirm that once the sun started beating down I saw fit to remove my coat, scarf and jumper. This thick shirt is a go-to piece for holidays and I did wear-wash cycle so it got a lot of outings. I didn't bust the knee of my favourite jeans, they've been wearing thin for such a long time. On closer inspection, they're being retired due to imminent risk of splitting at the crotch.


 A mighty beetle! I couldn't pass by without a picture.
The path carried on up to a road (and beyond) but we u-turned after about a mile or two and headed back. I very nearly slipped over badly on a large stretch of flat rock before the walkway as we were waiting for some people to pass ahead and with a small step I found myself on my palms with my backside only an inch or two from the deck and feeling like a prize idiot (but thankfully an idiot with a dry bottom and without a bruised coxis).
A walk well worth taking. We really enjoyed our couple of hours here. Mostly very quiet too.
Sophie