tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-271088692024-03-06T01:34:50.238+00:00Jimski's BlogJim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.comBlogger302125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-79729858939387751962021-04-28T17:59:00.054+01:002022-01-04T07:51:00.947+00:00Springtime on Anglesey<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhzcf5be0S0miLYGeeY5icbwWdjMavNLqjjd-2gz6ryZgrhNAyLWxdqHEzY4NmfnUsLD69rgchKcqPAPZ2fPmi6ma7zKe97Cqg5hsBzpdEUL7AJYLFoeyj5jAuBtqlQPOPplQ_ZYEwT5Eob7gHYML7PgLg87fynDM-YVBz14cg_KMF9Kwd8CQ=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhzcf5be0S0miLYGeeY5icbwWdjMavNLqjjd-2gz6ryZgrhNAyLWxdqHEzY4NmfnUsLD69rgchKcqPAPZ2fPmi6ma7zKe97Cqg5hsBzpdEUL7AJYLFoeyj5jAuBtqlQPOPplQ_ZYEwT5Eob7gHYML7PgLg87fynDM-YVBz14cg_KMF9Kwd8CQ=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>Its been great to see that Spring is springing on Anglesey. With the maritime influence on the weather it's usually a little milder on the coast. Thrift is my favourite coastal flower. Its the way it paints the heathland and cliffs with the new colours of Spring.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz3ram-UBlBHgffRrakWvcTEsuKxus8oFnL_g4ncjS4H7ZhF9bSLdaR3S48QAPwFpek9WXsIHs6Cjo' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />In among the gorse and heather birds are busy singing, feeding and getting on with caring for a young family. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj3NqnmFzdom1hCvlE88IbInES-6qDk_EYso2oacy6-HPolG3wU-KrhFfg2d-SlNn8a6Y2UN67KTG3QajRMgyzLI2dMVLyLU2g86FH5UtJ9U5nI_MbFNgnq5SXA45LEO3RM4A3Jz-QmYSL77Op-lIhBPmJU1WsnfsCBS46jMOTKNcwkj9fw2Q=s3166" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2372" data-original-width="3166" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj3NqnmFzdom1hCvlE88IbInES-6qDk_EYso2oacy6-HPolG3wU-KrhFfg2d-SlNn8a6Y2UN67KTG3QajRMgyzLI2dMVLyLU2g86FH5UtJ9U5nI_MbFNgnq5SXA45LEO3RM4A3Jz-QmYSL77Op-lIhBPmJU1WsnfsCBS46jMOTKNcwkj9fw2Q=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />There is so much going on at this time of year. A closer look into the vegetation reveals a tiny world bustling full of spiders, insects and other creepy crawlies.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhf29StNgLlN6ovsp8X-lKSx3FnXEFdiRD4h0AIEE-WOupoZuf9fvs3R_BtmcgKtv7pMkk_OkKOZPQOGvRKkwDgYL93e2e2F4426hqpl3u8YhKH6_OAfOZH54GwifFIr2F4MPdU_T-JSwZw4PMAEml84lEV5fpvrap6Z_tUJzNgqSEfqPwOWA=s3874" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3874" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhf29StNgLlN6ovsp8X-lKSx3FnXEFdiRD4h0AIEE-WOupoZuf9fvs3R_BtmcgKtv7pMkk_OkKOZPQOGvRKkwDgYL93e2e2F4426hqpl3u8YhKH6_OAfOZH54GwifFIr2F4MPdU_T-JSwZw4PMAEml84lEV5fpvrap6Z_tUJzNgqSEfqPwOWA=w400-h268" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-69806690123400960692021-03-21T17:31:00.057+00:002022-01-03T17:58:42.652+00:00Brighter Days Ahead<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgS7bxxHRxr5bJ7RwDax_e4VzAPHcDSo1Yvaoa_m0tzpHUfAQt9igTHqrP62cXs-5Jb0714NOLUiMAWjN9xzXErKC8v_dnSi8R60_7TGZc0_6S7nGEe7YKiJ0xZORkHOm5zKbRt3ij0QZwbGh8y0yCr46Z7uzsP_HS2QlzZK75yirGzQKEodA=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgS7bxxHRxr5bJ7RwDax_e4VzAPHcDSo1Yvaoa_m0tzpHUfAQt9igTHqrP62cXs-5Jb0714NOLUiMAWjN9xzXErKC8v_dnSi8R60_7TGZc0_6S7nGEe7YKiJ0xZORkHOm5zKbRt3ij0QZwbGh8y0yCr46Z7uzsP_HS2QlzZK75yirGzQKEodA=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>After Winter begins to loose its grip the first signs of Spring appear. This always fills my heart with warmth and joy. Just as night turns to day new energy is all around as the sun rises higher each day.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjCy-0lW2Pz8M2X0dh7i1bDnaolmNPqL9fSJXNqWbf61sgbyXRQIGKv6hQRGMFGx4IpS9w4AV1WGgQZs3OQIi-qjaL_Ft8dSF5mnnuH1tt74oNdDBSREJt183pT_3Uausni0ja-oC8fapJ0bxMxnqPUtciRJO_m6D-lu6vty4g_jneEuzp2fw=s3845" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2884" data-original-width="3845" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjCy-0lW2Pz8M2X0dh7i1bDnaolmNPqL9fSJXNqWbf61sgbyXRQIGKv6hQRGMFGx4IpS9w4AV1WGgQZs3OQIi-qjaL_Ft8dSF5mnnuH1tt74oNdDBSREJt183pT_3Uausni0ja-oC8fapJ0bxMxnqPUtciRJO_m6D-lu6vty4g_jneEuzp2fw=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>It will soon be time to start foraging for the fresh growth of young nettle shoots and leaves of wild garlic to the sound of birdsong in the warmth of the sun.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiRvzOZFkUNyA6GiIp_5ZJDl4Q3CUzPsgOuGEU4T5BTIXCUOCrCOJ_l5QKt7Cr5KyHy1Haz4JGmd5yH236di-BA_YDW-6ZmazRyjFPfTX2O61rsk5CvtQ6cMh_sD608qe4PJAg4ZL9fKhy9I1ybMEhLUNvXUmjf-S0zpPiHQZGv3VpZ01c2Og=s3168" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2372" data-original-width="3168" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiRvzOZFkUNyA6GiIp_5ZJDl4Q3CUzPsgOuGEU4T5BTIXCUOCrCOJ_l5QKt7Cr5KyHy1Haz4JGmd5yH236di-BA_YDW-6ZmazRyjFPfTX2O61rsk5CvtQ6cMh_sD608qe4PJAg4ZL9fKhy9I1ybMEhLUNvXUmjf-S0zpPiHQZGv3VpZ01c2Og=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>Following the difficulties of the Winter just gone, things are so much better now and I'm feeling a new momentum. Sure there are still tough days and setbacks but my direction us upwards.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhtjGSLzOg78NIuwuRlWD_QyC0fiJWCjFsJqA8Lxqu9Q-ttuvyYOzYnFNG5Rrr3SR6XQrDcGdEkYyfZ17CbehyJTvoY7EOyPfEjEzo8WI3vK-wtnN9ES-1A0GWYOKU8jDdo-koPElu1HBcpkfslFWxwaxqfEfqpBasPy7_AYIw33nftzzaxAg=s706" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="706" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhtjGSLzOg78NIuwuRlWD_QyC0fiJWCjFsJqA8Lxqu9Q-ttuvyYOzYnFNG5Rrr3SR6XQrDcGdEkYyfZ17CbehyJTvoY7EOyPfEjEzo8WI3vK-wtnN9ES-1A0GWYOKU8jDdo-koPElu1HBcpkfslFWxwaxqfEfqpBasPy7_AYIw33nftzzaxAg=w400-h313" width="400" /></a></div><p></p>Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-60141650429234091752021-02-16T15:07:00.000+00:002022-01-03T15:43:17.382+00:00Long Dark Winter<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzM9d_rdJEm5qy0zWHR0GJfoyF1Qnwd0mEjWs38ZLeoxjRVwyutW3SNEGPFR8y2LJ1Tat5vON7FrVs' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Back in November there seemed to be little to celebrate with a substantial increase in Covid infections and another lockdown. I'm fortunate to be living in a good community with sociable and kind neighbours. We do well looking after each other.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEisEiIvadDOFUl5w-S7JGVx231KG3Lq7ZpMh4RnF6c3INE_SO0wgemTwZfJ5TezHPxNqGoMaYVUuLLcKpDkR_wQjh9GIQSko4d_4YXnbPplw3EcILG9_P7JROWQQNkaAaX_BdQAULvob32aM4go6MFyWBURObVN1Ldepbz0VKcgVA04vmGuZA=s3085" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2314" data-original-width="3085" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEisEiIvadDOFUl5w-S7JGVx231KG3Lq7ZpMh4RnF6c3INE_SO0wgemTwZfJ5TezHPxNqGoMaYVUuLLcKpDkR_wQjh9GIQSko4d_4YXnbPplw3EcILG9_P7JROWQQNkaAaX_BdQAULvob32aM4go6MFyWBURObVN1Ldepbz0VKcgVA04vmGuZA=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />I often find wintertime and Christmas difficult. This time for a few reasons I found myself in a really bad place, needing some professional help and taking time off work. It's true to say; one day at a time, take small steps, be grateful, and kind to yourself. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi-jwM8ozWLQivSBUaL9Zh6wqg7KmNqH8Mo0OvHSJuGWOO6OQ7ZhoEp5m_bQAthyuAtbIfmUTFeJ0atJEufFGzMoQ5ld8TmxT1C-UHBGHOOcO9_dt30DY5B3W-Ql1KINJvYg2vC92lUga1PPktd5gJUWwwK2-CpkWimn7_F8Uattsyul0PZ1Q=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi-jwM8ozWLQivSBUaL9Zh6wqg7KmNqH8Mo0OvHSJuGWOO6OQ7ZhoEp5m_bQAthyuAtbIfmUTFeJ0atJEufFGzMoQ5ld8TmxT1C-UHBGHOOcO9_dt30DY5B3W-Ql1KINJvYg2vC92lUga1PPktd5gJUWwwK2-CpkWimn7_F8Uattsyul0PZ1Q=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />There is no doubt that I was in a bad way for a while but with the right support from my GP practice, neighbours, friends and family, things are taking a turn for the better. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjN-_mH4utLmzOs54ruOTQCj4V-QdgcLOQLFzFL1KZew0ZYSpaeiwcWoP6cU9FFuExV8mxK12d7H8HcpVdSwGdtvNirFZ-Z7LfeW8fKQr5GNwCcYSl42_r5dU3G0mrCVdqC-_bhaE8Tef8NBHSShe5AnWVdFj8RYJJ8gDpO0JCpUFu4rkej6A=s1077" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1077" data-original-width="718" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjN-_mH4utLmzOs54ruOTQCj4V-QdgcLOQLFzFL1KZew0ZYSpaeiwcWoP6cU9FFuExV8mxK12d7H8HcpVdSwGdtvNirFZ-Z7LfeW8fKQr5GNwCcYSl42_r5dU3G0mrCVdqC-_bhaE8Tef8NBHSShe5AnWVdFj8RYJJ8gDpO0JCpUFu4rkej6A=s320" width="213" /></a></div><br />In many respects I have got off lightly. I'm also aware that many others who suffer with depression and anxiety and other mental conditions may not be as fortunate as me.<p></p><p><br /></p>Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-68739935006582010832020-10-29T13:00:00.164+00:002022-01-03T14:58:40.690+00:00Skye & The Outer Hebredies<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEglpAVi0oJ-udPRNttPjIOn78xeARW9-mDsI7GmTBNID0dSEWG5CfRfZuO5qN_FUojVQfvLpowaH8jtvmWrCIgoOuITK5RQCU1v39sOpcFKxhOolgoB2n6UBg0WZg7gA5HaqeGmhtlb46X6ON_0HuH9uwVc39Wl1Tzbyq93zJp02WmRV50Wdw=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEglpAVi0oJ-udPRNttPjIOn78xeARW9-mDsI7GmTBNID0dSEWG5CfRfZuO5qN_FUojVQfvLpowaH8jtvmWrCIgoOuITK5RQCU1v39sOpcFKxhOolgoB2n6UBg0WZg7gA5HaqeGmhtlb46X6ON_0HuH9uwVc39Wl1Tzbyq93zJp02WmRV50Wdw=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>Earlier this month me and my friend Sarah set off for the west coast of Scotland on a road trip. Our plan was to do some hiking, coastal walks and sea kayaking. It was a delight to get away through the highlands, Glen Coe, beyond Fort William and along the beautiful road to Arisaig. The late afternoon view across to Eigg was perfect with the moody skies.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhBnGr7Sdx2e4nHZBL6ta8-HCBI8dMpTBA2s1WyQECvxIj-n3sX_vsf73HOnf1GXYhBlGYXP6uhH_QshRhwy6Dd93TP6GT5U3Wv9B5yt2Uk8AYM4xOd9_g9TsgMn2wGWCaBUYtEO9c1srikuLJVfraSAN9R1mjkVUFcS7xN9boc_oool3d0Hw=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhBnGr7Sdx2e4nHZBL6ta8-HCBI8dMpTBA2s1WyQECvxIj-n3sX_vsf73HOnf1GXYhBlGYXP6uhH_QshRhwy6Dd93TP6GT5U3Wv9B5yt2Uk8AYM4xOd9_g9TsgMn2wGWCaBUYtEO9c1srikuLJVfraSAN9R1mjkVUFcS7xN9boc_oool3d0Hw=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>The Isle of Skye welcomed us with a walk to its southernmost headland Point of Sleat. We were rewarded with steep rocky paths, deserted beaches, breathtaking panoramic views and muddy feet!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjnE6KAzPnUnFQIFgXWot_KqEX40VcfE3zlaKgbVQT6vk3D-8kdHD_laSXCDULMvtguwV87urwD4v6nCATnBf02IJ4VS7zy1NLR6uOrPFbw4QB--6PH-thmyhU35lVjsbFfW31B3lXoJCH1by5S6Mo9WHBD61RQFWT6QQpJha6cYvi4wkKU-Q=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjnE6KAzPnUnFQIFgXWot_KqEX40VcfE3zlaKgbVQT6vk3D-8kdHD_laSXCDULMvtguwV87urwD4v6nCATnBf02IJ4VS7zy1NLR6uOrPFbw4QB--6PH-thmyhU35lVjsbFfW31B3lXoJCH1by5S6Mo9WHBD61RQFWT6QQpJha6cYvi4wkKU-Q=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>I had only been to Skye before by kayak so had not see any of the interior. The day we went to see the Old Man of Storr, Mother Nature was in a grumpy mood. There were only rare glimpses of sunshine between frequent blustery showers. Optimists describe this kind of weather as 'atmospheric'. I certainly agree because this combination produces rainbows.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6J3GUSgNrcIe9AfVV1i31hBcKUPsNjM32hcatEFtJ59TqNTv7--DmQcWEtcGkKPNxoD-zuQvx1FhLvdbJghjA1pWnc-GJbTDFqZZB2TZYSvWsowW663JYXJeqJy2atutYAL6Dgtsg8tvZbvbHlrojAsT3pH30aCQlfrJZxWJrfItGirF4tg=s2480" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1860" data-original-width="2480" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6J3GUSgNrcIe9AfVV1i31hBcKUPsNjM32hcatEFtJ59TqNTv7--DmQcWEtcGkKPNxoD-zuQvx1FhLvdbJghjA1pWnc-GJbTDFqZZB2TZYSvWsowW663JYXJeqJy2atutYAL6Dgtsg8tvZbvbHlrojAsT3pH30aCQlfrJZxWJrfItGirF4tg=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>Staying for a couple of days at Glenbrittle gave us the chance to rest up. However, it wasn't long before we were itching to get out kayaking. We found caves, waterfalls and otters all with the splendid backdrop of The Cuillin Hills smothered in tumbling mist.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgyvhwqgt3tz5tBttBbalVxTLKeQcvTeZK6N-DbnSLD-T7xgfLr0SrkW7b2k81CKWNRdWJzhTCT20f_YW8wlbGoFgggBHr48QYPXXGK6vC_7cpyqi-bTNNyNGknW0chm-kpX0lOWxGjfo2QtJ2-jYCXjvWoiuBkgYWxKJ7cW4L7Vy7efcMElQ=s3679" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2759" data-original-width="3679" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgyvhwqgt3tz5tBttBbalVxTLKeQcvTeZK6N-DbnSLD-T7xgfLr0SrkW7b2k81CKWNRdWJzhTCT20f_YW8wlbGoFgggBHr48QYPXXGK6vC_7cpyqi-bTNNyNGknW0chm-kpX0lOWxGjfo2QtJ2-jYCXjvWoiuBkgYWxKJ7cW4L7Vy7efcMElQ=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>A couple of days later we arrived on the Isle of Harris and headed immediately for the famous Luskentyre Beach. It is prized for being one of the most beautiful beaches in the world. There are hills nearby where you can easily reach a vantage point, or you can while away the day wandering, exploring and generally messing around.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJTFiXgNN_3R81tpHgHfWNzKFmX6eOxTky5CD0TIy0EMXka4tgxKYlt5SUksK4DPVEYHaQX4XtiC6QDl-dxy2uMgpLyY1fxjWnWBhsbUvpGQ1L6ob7612va80gH3zr9rShq2fL8Qh8zr3yR1ldM4dO9wcoLi3AP4pVpryaNFQFni2pvPt98g=s2640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1981" data-original-width="2640" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJTFiXgNN_3R81tpHgHfWNzKFmX6eOxTky5CD0TIy0EMXka4tgxKYlt5SUksK4DPVEYHaQX4XtiC6QDl-dxy2uMgpLyY1fxjWnWBhsbUvpGQ1L6ob7612va80gH3zr9rShq2fL8Qh8zr3yR1ldM4dO9wcoLi3AP4pVpryaNFQFni2pvPt98g=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>Heading north to the Isle of Lewis we found Bostadh Beach on Great Bernera. This is a great place to expolre. The family we met as we arrived had been kayaking and seen dolphins! There are also the remains of an Iron Age village. By far the coolest feature is the large bell mounted on the rocks. When the tide comes in, the waves wash against a hinged paddle which in turn rings the bell.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgkTdS3lY_IWuGatAmkni5JaBkUducb6e2gk2jJXbMV-tidizw6iUSHLJfaa2gAM0J6brtVRblAqKRw5KcSFy1H1BHCSgdxKD9T6gaSVjs9QTD-cl28WBPN9QPd19yzAxCiEbgiGNIal1YgVbONsUp8fjCtkCWepRaJyn1eKqh5ZvwW3epxRg=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgkTdS3lY_IWuGatAmkni5JaBkUducb6e2gk2jJXbMV-tidizw6iUSHLJfaa2gAM0J6brtVRblAqKRw5KcSFy1H1BHCSgdxKD9T6gaSVjs9QTD-cl28WBPN9QPd19yzAxCiEbgiGNIal1YgVbONsUp8fjCtkCWepRaJyn1eKqh5ZvwW3epxRg=s320" width="240" /></a></div><br />As we packed up to leave Bernera we realised that we were heading into the latter part of our trip. This is possibly why this local resident was reluctant for me to get to my car. It was a little easier to head home because the weather was deteriorating and daylight becoming more scarce. I can't wait to get back!<p></p>Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-67062966275713344332020-09-01T11:24:00.000+01:002022-01-03T11:25:17.685+00:00Further afield<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgYS1gjayo-WOmQi7B8mZNy4MS9CYTXqtertnpeDY7gewUVHHfQ7sA8yThxnEoyDbpRpvl99M4t6a7ncd9H4QJjmXnlaO-Nm_m1hOiFQq3awzCFxv1BEC0NIFL8mZDUs4DiIaprOuMn62R7TWYC3fiVaYC27Rjq8atogW6kJltiGH06iEptMg=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgYS1gjayo-WOmQi7B8mZNy4MS9CYTXqtertnpeDY7gewUVHHfQ7sA8yThxnEoyDbpRpvl99M4t6a7ncd9H4QJjmXnlaO-Nm_m1hOiFQq3awzCFxv1BEC0NIFL8mZDUs4DiIaprOuMn62R7TWYC3fiVaYC27Rjq8atogW6kJltiGH06iEptMg=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>As summer progresses we are now permitted to travel further afield. A gentle walk in the Peak District was called for but this was easier said than done because many folks had the same idea and it was difficult to find anywhere to park. Eventually I found parking in the woods next to Ladybower.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCu7XVkw22NK2LGiyBdG7uuD1kBnzyZiZhszROJd7QwM2Gb8K6VT88AtU2PmTu-j40NeFvLDtEVJow7W8cJUB8_CTd-xFajE5gWi9nzvEz1htSDqiyOlSbPwCdvq_7P0tVmyLjIkZgRmRoBN-JtTPwiqdMQQvRPmVmVwDBMbK5HV_JxLVWIQ=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCu7XVkw22NK2LGiyBdG7uuD1kBnzyZiZhszROJd7QwM2Gb8K6VT88AtU2PmTu-j40NeFvLDtEVJow7W8cJUB8_CTd-xFajE5gWi9nzvEz1htSDqiyOlSbPwCdvq_7P0tVmyLjIkZgRmRoBN-JtTPwiqdMQQvRPmVmVwDBMbK5HV_JxLVWIQ=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>I couldn't wait to get back to Anglesey! Some short easy paddles in the sea, coastal walks and simply enjoying the scenery that I had not seen for ages.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjoOEAHFxIvQMBmEX14YDRjZ3FQETpWpKTlEHDGbNTfisjvGNkJlYHc-TNxx9wXZF5JbCdJ59hmmk8aR406h3IoAQACx0R8Q3KKazQJiyNhloNH5BvCDTTfJi5THkuTvji7uNYak86BIbMtKBYBeBmpb2kglDV7xyKjGxBVkH47b5nC_7fg-w=s1296" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="972" data-original-width="1296" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjoOEAHFxIvQMBmEX14YDRjZ3FQETpWpKTlEHDGbNTfisjvGNkJlYHc-TNxx9wXZF5JbCdJ59hmmk8aR406h3IoAQACx0R8Q3KKazQJiyNhloNH5BvCDTTfJi5THkuTvji7uNYak86BIbMtKBYBeBmpb2kglDV7xyKjGxBVkH47b5nC_7fg-w=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">Most of all it was all about meeting up with friends, getting out on the sea and messing about in boats! Having the canal close by had been a lifeline during lockdown but being able to take in the sea air was heavenly.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg5RctX4r-M9s6qgWQwGB5pdafxNIuOUpfGFmIHpnvuiut7gbY-rqGJgMpMQOMfojSMkFL2-SbJ-4VGkzPGWHikAJMazTs7oPhZ1E64d8NUxrfFClvqGkvd4O0e4lNrf_JjChdp92lJrY1o3BExIvFEqZnPZbVZpxOkfiyIohDgUXG07tTc2Q=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg5RctX4r-M9s6qgWQwGB5pdafxNIuOUpfGFmIHpnvuiut7gbY-rqGJgMpMQOMfojSMkFL2-SbJ-4VGkzPGWHikAJMazTs7oPhZ1E64d8NUxrfFClvqGkvd4O0e4lNrf_JjChdp92lJrY1o3BExIvFEqZnPZbVZpxOkfiyIohDgUXG07tTc2Q=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>Now that campsites are opening it's all about enjoying the warm summer weather, spending the evening round a campfire with a beer or two and sleeping in a tent.</div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjb9QMN0Oko-wlCp8h3B8tiVnnByJkP9l8wwcywVXVmvrMSahYzu1h4H7ycJBJVYQrRIEykzmK7FaFS1lwwDrtWaUwF3jJibcQIv0ODo7gdWEY9zuUUyBReUPxqRBqwjzKYayReEU_zRGrbVDM4lfrklMlZ8cRe2unJ1YnIGSLvu9-lAX3GVw=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjb9QMN0Oko-wlCp8h3B8tiVnnByJkP9l8wwcywVXVmvrMSahYzu1h4H7ycJBJVYQrRIEykzmK7FaFS1lwwDrtWaUwF3jJibcQIv0ODo7gdWEY9zuUUyBReUPxqRBqwjzKYayReEU_zRGrbVDM4lfrklMlZ8cRe2unJ1YnIGSLvu9-lAX3GVw=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>Lately I've been heading north into the Yorkshire Dales and further into Southern Scotland to test myself with some gentle hillwalking. The waterfalls and woodland of Swaledale around Keld are captivating. <p></p><p><br /></p>Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-83213345933148708212020-06-02T10:22:00.000+01:002022-01-03T10:24:07.783+00:00Covid Spring<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiFSnnm_5206AGgfs46VfYIzV_S6AWNlrCSWh-0KBMpfSMWvzP7OslGgnpXkXM0vnTGi2RC8Ja5DICmH_7GN0FiEBpaBmXMB98k6r9gU9Mw03dWZWWkoz7OybFiHcSDMvlD_D-5Lcsy5L7NAhSKJRTRwMoEi5wz6tw0FMLj5KHuVprlbe6duQ=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiFSnnm_5206AGgfs46VfYIzV_S6AWNlrCSWh-0KBMpfSMWvzP7OslGgnpXkXM0vnTGi2RC8Ja5DICmH_7GN0FiEBpaBmXMB98k6r9gU9Mw03dWZWWkoz7OybFiHcSDMvlD_D-5Lcsy5L7NAhSKJRTRwMoEi5wz6tw0FMLj5KHuVprlbe6duQ=s320" width="240" /></a></div>Getting out and about is key to making a good recovery from my hip fracture. The weather gods have been good to us in lockdown life giving us warm, dry sunny weather. I set myself daily mini-adventures. I set off on my crutches early each day in search of what springtime has to offer.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dynmRGPESDZA2LwmLfW6B7duchyPgJIaXlu47-52RCaEkrbiqwsltwCSxOWZoVodhGRzO6Goi9YmFE' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>There is always plenty going on at this time of year. Green shoots emerging, buds bursting and birds singing everywhere. The ranks of the resident British songbirds are reinforced by warblers which migrate here from Africa bringing the dawn chorus to a crescendo in mid-May. One of my favourite highlights is listening to woodpeckers drumming in the woods. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiuvxJMHLfajnBY0ROlXxJlrOexsE6YaYoOEC7y0PPaYldqHLM3cTSL2BlP0tfwXP4mSl3x-Gopu_TSb94aQeumgdNcUQiVeGssD5hrx0qoXmJ134BNuDuz_yHByvfhK9pA_2mGh5mm8Evc8RK-FlyB2bEP3HF0j3SfBu2S91g4FMmUsEh6cQ=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiuvxJMHLfajnBY0ROlXxJlrOexsE6YaYoOEC7y0PPaYldqHLM3cTSL2BlP0tfwXP4mSl3x-Gopu_TSb94aQeumgdNcUQiVeGssD5hrx0qoXmJ134BNuDuz_yHByvfhK9pA_2mGh5mm8Evc8RK-FlyB2bEP3HF0j3SfBu2S91g4FMmUsEh6cQ=s320" width="320" /></a></div>I have also been enjoying foraging for food. Wild garlic regularly goes into my salads when I can get it and I have been using nettles in my curries in place of spinach.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjlgTwhwVLAfRcKQYi1wz7tnLmy-x2cDLfCy-4s1OLn9qsEAnNsHaKbcMlckZWd-utUeXImjZv1TLWIO8ZluoHL3uDNVoB1AP9WSOsGc89TNJ7sl3rew84rvXpbD8VlY7jc4t4hKRgesaYhtKkEwiaaj2oo9ZUyxsYHi6n_fDpRJiZ4ckur3A=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjlgTwhwVLAfRcKQYi1wz7tnLmy-x2cDLfCy-4s1OLn9qsEAnNsHaKbcMlckZWd-utUeXImjZv1TLWIO8ZluoHL3uDNVoB1AP9WSOsGc89TNJ7sl3rew84rvXpbD8VlY7jc4t4hKRgesaYhtKkEwiaaj2oo9ZUyxsYHi6n_fDpRJiZ4ckur3A=s320" width="240" /></a></div>I was given a DIY manual by the physiotherapists when I was discharged from hospital. With physio clinics unavailable I have enthusiastically keeping to the routine. This, along with daily walks seems to be paying off. I've even been very carefully doing some short bike rides!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEghqzspDmcQPq4_yPorYwYrqDDVomH7CJGIRnVgPNyaNcV-uE_OkZC6zMKq-qLe2gaFdZ29ncGAFNzKBcr3l5XT6TV3Ck3eQXRybofLl60g8wAf3FkeAigPdJtt_1VJEDhnhAQ6f4hWIDCsIsLpeapub-5vlZ2wyS9rw3IQkA1IMhelc0x_9w=s1599" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="899" data-original-width="1599" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEghqzspDmcQPq4_yPorYwYrqDDVomH7CJGIRnVgPNyaNcV-uE_OkZC6zMKq-qLe2gaFdZ29ncGAFNzKBcr3l5XT6TV3Ck3eQXRybofLl60g8wAf3FkeAigPdJtt_1VJEDhnhAQ6f4hWIDCsIsLpeapub-5vlZ2wyS9rw3IQkA1IMhelc0x_9w=s320" width="320" /></a></div>Ultimately I have been wanting to get back into a boat. My friend Chris has been helping by meeting me at the canal in Sale with a canoe for me to use. The lates news is that I have managed to get into my sea kayak without too much trouble and even been out on my stand up paddleboard.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgWhK66tX-J_vdL_Ax4iSocjJk1r5lcxQIGsQDC3OJ6jqPqsVUAs3ZX0dfSxL-Pqpv06vTDHht6W3Jn231JPpu7B2YRnA7vq2HbQzevht3hkoiQHImNAG2TmXK28FRtEgI_YPHEspJoke3xNnd8JOiqZZfJfJgjGn7o8jDgApu2hhctEDCQGg=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="454" data-original-width="640" height="227" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgWhK66tX-J_vdL_Ax4iSocjJk1r5lcxQIGsQDC3OJ6jqPqsVUAs3ZX0dfSxL-Pqpv06vTDHht6W3Jn231JPpu7B2YRnA7vq2HbQzevht3hkoiQHImNAG2TmXK28FRtEgI_YPHEspJoke3xNnd8JOiqZZfJfJgjGn7o8jDgApu2hhctEDCQGg=s320" width="320" /></a></div><p><br /></p>Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-7506564535778582022020-04-03T08:47:00.000+01:002022-01-03T08:52:22.714+00:00BrokenHelp was soon on hand as many of my fiends came to see what all my swearing was about. After all the pain subsided a little I got some help from a couple of friends, got up onto my left leg and began to assess the damage. There was no way I could put weight onto my right leg. I managed to hobble my way round to the passenger seat of Chris' car and get in. I was lucky that Chris had offered to give me a lift for the weekend.<div><br /></div><div>It had only been a silly stumble. Surely this couldn't be all that serious???<br />
<br />My ideas ranged from pretending that nothing much had happened, and that I would be alright in the morning, to realising that I had fractured my hip and should go to hospital as soon as I got to Manchester. <br />
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As we got closer to home I called my neighbour Lindsey who is a paramedic and was off-duty that day. She asked all about my injury and offered to take me to A&E. I managed to hop / hobble into Lindsey's car then off we went to hospital. Once there I managed to transfer to a wheelchair without too much trouble. Before too long I got through triage and again managed to transfer from the wheelchair to a bed without too much pain or difficulty. This led to the idea that my injury might not be too bad after all.<br />
<br />The radiographer's expression changed once she saw the images. I asked, "Is there anything you can tell me?" In a lowered tone, she muttered, "Don't move! It is broken."<br /><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhnmEArSa2QW_3S42h2IWXqApMGkJLada9ojhU0wrXsfNEPXVOWGkFFSbOXE4DjeGVcw-FLQIb-xe11shoLsDtRIK-TOwNl1RY0opqfi6V37h-OmRqhN5seNxgpnv7pX4vhAFbISkUnu3cOOwlWTrlIiOSWAASpBiKZwnKUVyTH94pQ5hC8Lg=s1851" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1851" data-original-width="1549" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhnmEArSa2QW_3S42h2IWXqApMGkJLada9ojhU0wrXsfNEPXVOWGkFFSbOXE4DjeGVcw-FLQIb-xe11shoLsDtRIK-TOwNl1RY0opqfi6V37h-OmRqhN5seNxgpnv7pX4vhAFbISkUnu3cOOwlWTrlIiOSWAASpBiKZwnKUVyTH94pQ5hC8Lg=w268-h320" width="268" /></a></div>
The Doctor looked at the x-ray and began to explain... I'd didn't understand his words so I interjected and in a hopeful manner suggested, "Okay, so can I go home now?" The doctor replied, "err... no!" Before I could express my disappointment he explained that I would be immediately admitted for an operation to pin the fracture in the morning.</div><div><br /></div><div>My horror was somewhat subdued by the generous dosage of painkillers. On the on hand I felt comforted by the professionalism of the hospital staff, and on the other I was terrified at the prospect of major surgery. I had never spent the night in hospital before.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi3Dlx2RETgPadcZM5BWincKh8a2AZ1Sq2GnjGDh5bVuPxQ8jP-O1niNdLffH3POPdTigDY1ClqxdAsylWn8TCgdbDbs09e64Ih8MgNKCJK4gW31lCXpBW7h5gG0EyWIgVIHeDgclk85dlPSV4VqhE9vKugEfs4RhzrIJ0kjxDCbhXfNzpGhQ=s2576" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi3Dlx2RETgPadcZM5BWincKh8a2AZ1Sq2GnjGDh5bVuPxQ8jP-O1niNdLffH3POPdTigDY1ClqxdAsylWn8TCgdbDbs09e64Ih8MgNKCJK4gW31lCXpBW7h5gG0EyWIgVIHeDgclk85dlPSV4VqhE9vKugEfs4RhzrIJ0kjxDCbhXfNzpGhQ=s320" width="320" /></a></div><br />The next morning the operation went really well. For me it was just like switching the light off for a couple of hours. To my surprise I was able to get out of bed the very next day and use a Zimmer frame to get around. </div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiYUiTcp5XFqRP50c-XQEU0Kd8UF_lsVJ0n_0CdV-u0AXHnXWsF7ekBWvyyzLDN-2G3YAa6hjx5DY6kKjz9zFT7TVNd0Q7lTe2O9s8rMaj3OL6tL2Ls0TD70qjeDly57u0AEFB9Kjg0Zz-x4xA7UpaybRzPiA3ZEDOPS4Vzjax-srKM657ERw=s960" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiYUiTcp5XFqRP50c-XQEU0Kd8UF_lsVJ0n_0CdV-u0AXHnXWsF7ekBWvyyzLDN-2G3YAa6hjx5DY6kKjz9zFT7TVNd0Q7lTe2O9s8rMaj3OL6tL2Ls0TD70qjeDly57u0AEFB9Kjg0Zz-x4xA7UpaybRzPiA3ZEDOPS4Vzjax-srKM657ERw=s320" width="240" /></a></div><br />One day later I could use crutches, then after four days in hospital I was released back into society just before the UK went into the first of the coronavirus lockdowns.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhUnic_f2uSNzmZZRQ-Q1p0DomfSWT8irZeemDp3mJbBg5c9dss7iBpe5lrHDmyER1oVMu_0e1DqBWFmwnnUT2VUeKaLiuKcUqnxbKwX0m31up0VP_5fo9StkMfKTyZtfUb7gKboaX0bSvGfuSFlCaCFMSJa-lQkY_dMy63AD3d3UlQ2g1-QQ=s3571" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2678" data-original-width="3571" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhUnic_f2uSNzmZZRQ-Q1p0DomfSWT8irZeemDp3mJbBg5c9dss7iBpe5lrHDmyER1oVMu_0e1DqBWFmwnnUT2VUeKaLiuKcUqnxbKwX0m31up0VP_5fo9StkMfKTyZtfUb7gKboaX0bSvGfuSFlCaCFMSJa-lQkY_dMy63AD3d3UlQ2g1-QQ=s320" width="320" /></a></div><br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-44040260461695398132020-01-27T22:57:00.001+00:002020-01-27T22:57:42.585+00:00Views from Nantlle RidgeJust over a week ago I went to explore the Nantlle Ridge in Snowdonia with my brother Chris. I have often looked at its distinctive skyline from the southern shores of Anglesey and often wondered what the view would be like from up there. Many years ago I had an epic climb at Cwm Silyn but missed out on the view as we completed the last pitch in the dark!<br />
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This time we fully intended to complete our activities in daylight hours. We parked at Rhyd Ddu and made our way to the buttress that leads steeply to the summit of Y Garn. The winding path ends up being quite hard work but as we quickly gained height, the views down Nant Colwyn towards Beddgelert combined with a little 'summit fever' spurred us on...<br />
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The summit was bleak, misty and strewn with cobbly rocks. Every now and then we got a brief murky view across the Menai Strait to southern Anglesey.<br />
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The route to the next peak, Mynydd Drws-y-Coed was along a wind beaten rocky ridge with slimy rock with ice patches. Before complaining we reminded ourselves that we had set out wishing for an adventure. Perhaps we weren't careful enough with our wishes.<br />
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Easier ground led us to Trum y Ddysgl. We descended down a steep narrow ridge and found a sheltered spot in the sun to stop for lunch. The view to the south was idyllic with the Afon Dwyfor glistening with the reflections of the golden winter sunshine. That valley is called Cwm Pennant and its beauty is immortalised in a well-known poem by R Williams Parry. The poem ends with the the famous sentiment that roughly translates as, "Oh Lord, why did you make Cwm Pennant so beautiful, yet the life of a shepherd so brief?"<br />
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After lunch we climbed to the nearby Mynydd Tal y Mignedd to investigate the monument at its summit. It was built to commemorate the diamond jubilee of Queen Victoria. As the sun was sinking lower in the sky we sensed that it was time to return route. We headed back to Trum y Ddysgl and began our steep descent along a steep ridge that runs south-east towards Beddgelert Forest.<br />
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The walk through the dark mossy forest completed a day full of variety with steep paths, slippery scrambling, amazing views, a Victorian monument and a touch of adventure.<br />
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My thanks to Chris for his company on my second visit to the Nantlle Ridge but this one was completed in daylight and we were back in time for tea!<br />
<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-62020305040508384842020-01-22T16:02:00.043+00:002022-01-03T17:18:29.435+00:00River Dee by Canoe<p>The river Dee from Llangollen to Erbistock is regarded as a classic trip for canoeists. The valley is steep sided so the low winter sunshine rarely gets a look in and leaves this place with a reputation for cold winter paddles.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjqd9Gy49pB1au4ndWHY88Amfeq3Hs2rt2KO_QdL_BMp-S2hv3Sd7s4Rvo5FlY0TNvGvaBxfXu3gKGrbOV20rYuowjIgqpAqmHM6G2KW-jejkbHNlwxv1b7xiP89GsO4sg6I76HnAgrjNFfnwqrWFsufIM72wdNK1ouW6BtLlzrY02S5DTLrw=s4721" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3541" data-original-width="4721" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjqd9Gy49pB1au4ndWHY88Amfeq3Hs2rt2KO_QdL_BMp-S2hv3Sd7s4Rvo5FlY0TNvGvaBxfXu3gKGrbOV20rYuowjIgqpAqmHM6G2KW-jejkbHNlwxv1b7xiP89GsO4sg6I76HnAgrjNFfnwqrWFsufIM72wdNK1ouW6BtLlzrY02S5DTLrw=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>We launched from the Ponsonby Arms car park just near the bridge at Llangollen having already left a couple of vehicles down river at Erbistock. The river is mostly Grade 1 & 2 with the possibility a couple of grade 3ish stretches.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj89gC4kl7uxjzeIBSPnXxIsDiMbNRNhrXUJUAZt8rqWoEOMfdh88Jb8m5ZIQDJSUwqDo74-RLz7Kg-BdygKZq5h6eJM0XBbj82QcVGWLhS6EObG6Did-fmrtOcA5FgVwg4SbbDo-SqPyJjqAwe6ujo87L8XWR2EtzCiPkIg3IidAtP5hk_6g=s3707" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2780" data-original-width="3707" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj89gC4kl7uxjzeIBSPnXxIsDiMbNRNhrXUJUAZt8rqWoEOMfdh88Jb8m5ZIQDJSUwqDo74-RLz7Kg-BdygKZq5h6eJM0XBbj82QcVGWLhS6EObG6Did-fmrtOcA5FgVwg4SbbDo-SqPyJjqAwe6ujo87L8XWR2EtzCiPkIg3IidAtP5hk_6g=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>We found some entertainment in the rapid that leads into Trevor Bridge but the fun was ours as we all remained dry. We also had plenty of fun surfing the wave beneath the bridge.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi_AFATHej1OwN3DHNPBRPpSBMjNG00o6BpiPqhMUU5pZ6uAoLKDTZLqeL6U41BE9sGuKYO6W3kHBZZ-GNhlS6wBhsUdSLHMQF5w2hWj6uv4l_Llpif3AP5VgvAa5YD856UY2f4JncIwCbK2vS--OooiFVoqH4gN59ieNGhU8T00z7rNl-s4g=s4705" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3529" data-original-width="4705" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi_AFATHej1OwN3DHNPBRPpSBMjNG00o6BpiPqhMUU5pZ6uAoLKDTZLqeL6U41BE9sGuKYO6W3kHBZZ-GNhlS6wBhsUdSLHMQF5w2hWj6uv4l_Llpif3AP5VgvAa5YD856UY2f4JncIwCbK2vS--OooiFVoqH4gN59ieNGhU8T00z7rNl-s4g=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div>After that the water relented but only slightly. There was still plenty to concentrate on. This was made tricky because all I wanted to do was gaze upwards at the amazing <a href="https://www.pontcysyllte-aqueduct.co.uk" target="_blank">Pontcysyllte Aqueduct</a> towering more than 120 feet above the river.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiQQHuCj0nK87oakXZ9oD6nBa3W1wbcf6kzkbOuujC4LYzhGX1lSU38ZSgx6_Ej5jyEK8YHbWZeaSRnJ7PHXGi-8QVJnXmchA5QstT-1-YZ_zo4nPYJu0sANCADXZwSiowf_X6-OR7tj5lbmX3CN6ymK95UPIxn9PDlhCyZp9cWTEYWIfBAdA=s5184" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiQQHuCj0nK87oakXZ9oD6nBa3W1wbcf6kzkbOuujC4LYzhGX1lSU38ZSgx6_Ej5jyEK8YHbWZeaSRnJ7PHXGi-8QVJnXmchA5QstT-1-YZ_zo4nPYJu0sANCADXZwSiowf_X6-OR7tj5lbmX3CN6ymK95UPIxn9PDlhCyZp9cWTEYWIfBAdA=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />We stopped for a hot drink and snack in a rare patch of sunshine at Ty Mawr Country Park. In spite of the sunshine it was too cold to stop for long so we headed on to pass beneath the spectacular <a href="https://www.pontcysyllte-aqueduct.co.uk/attraction/cefn-viaduct/" target="_blank">Cefn railway viaduct</a>.<p></p><p>From here the river levels off and its a much easier ride between steep wooded banks and some more open countryside. The final challenge is the weir just upstream from Erbistock. We landed to have a look from the bank to see if it would be safe. It looked quite lively! It was actually really good fun to paddle through some more white water before ending our trip on the bank beneath <a href="https://theboataterbistock.co.uk" target="_blank">The Boat Inn at Erbistock</a>. </p>Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-45966895374448251452020-01-11T15:56:00.000+00:002020-01-11T15:57:48.040+00:00Festive FairbourneOnce the excesses of <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wigilia" target="_blank">Wigilia,</a> Christmas Day and Boxing Day were consumed it was time to head off in search of adventure and some gentle exercise. A small group of us rented a cottage in Fairbourne at the mouth of the Mawddach estuary in North Wales.<br />
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After settling in to our accommodation we began to explore the local area for a short walk. From Penmaenpool Andy and I crossed the toll bridge and took the steep path up through the woods to the Precipice Walk. The views over the Mawddach Estuary are spectacular!<br />
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On the following day, having got our bearings we decided to head up into the valleys for a canoe adventure on the river Dyfi. We started near Aberangell and we were soon weaving our way along tree-lined river banks and between beams of golden winter sunlight. Its a pleasant and easy paddle with gentle rapids and views of the broad valley beyond.<br />
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Another day brought on more exploration of the area around Fairbourne and Barmouth. We made our way along the coast path towards the timber rail and footbridge that leads across the Mawddach Estuary to Barmouth. This bridge is a popular crossing. People seem to come from miles around to experience this pilgrimage. The beach and the shops at Barmouth were busy for a winter's day and I wondered if I had got the seasons wrong somehow.<br />
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Our route back took us along the Mawddach Trail and away from the crowds. It was nice to finish the day on the wild side enjoying what nature has to show at this time of year.<br />
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For most of our stay the weather has been mild but the strong winds kept us off the sea. Eventually on New Year's Eve the wind dropped and we set of on a dawn raid on the Mawddach Estuary. We laughed soon after sunrise on the shore opposite Barmouth and took the flood tide north to Penmaenpool. At times we had to be cunning to dodge the sandbanks but it was worth it for the views up the valley in the morning sunlight. After snacks and mulled wine we made our return to Fairbourne with ease helped by the wind on our backs.<br />
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After a hearty New Year's Eve supper washed down with a generous glug of wine we headed off to the beach to see in 2020 with a beach bonfire and the waves crashing beneath our feet.<br />
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I'd like to express my thanks to Chris, Dawn, Andy and Michelle for their company on this wonderful festive trip!<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-75899916296942441042019-12-27T12:42:00.001+00:002019-12-27T12:42:30.374+00:00December on the RibbleThe river Ribble is one of the few rivers that flows from Yorkshire into Lancashire. The upper reaches are popular with white water kayakers with grade 3, 4 and 5 rapids.<br />
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The lower section between Clitheroe and Ribchester is a pleasant and scenic canoeing river with a generous helping of easy grade 2 rapids.<br />
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Most of the river is broad with open countryside beyond the banks. We spent plenty of time playing the water and surfing small standing waves.<br />
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The river becomes a little more lively at Dinckley Gorge with steep wooded banks and rocky outcrops.<br />
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The finish at Ribchester has a delightful view up the valley towards Pendle Hill. I'd like to express my thanks to Andy and Chris for their company on this trip.<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-8110721189984247952019-12-22T16:50:00.003+00:002019-12-22T16:50:30.865+00:00Around about LancasterThe paddling trip known as 'The Lancaster Round' is an old favourite of mine. It starts at Glasson Dock where the Estuary of the river Lune is broad and windswept.<br />
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A ride upon the flooding tide can bring a keen group into Lancaster in an hour or so where the modern flood defences hide the historic riverside buildings from would-be seaborne invaders like recreational kayakers.<br />
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On a bulging spring tide you can paddle right over the weir at Skerton without even noticing it. Otherwise it's worth taking the opportunity for a rest, brew and snack before portaging on to the fresh water beyond.<br />
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The Lancaster Canal crosses the Lune by way of the delightful Lune aqueduct. It was designed by John Rennie and built by Alexander Stevens in 1797. An even more exhausting portage is needed to continue the round and paddle south the heart of the city of Lancaster.<br />
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The canal weaves and wanders its way through the city, suburbs and then the countryside. The tree-lined deep cutting that leads south gives the feel of paddling through a leafy river gorge.<br />
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More open scenery leads to Galgate and the Junction with the Glasson Branch. Ahead lies just 4 kilometres, but 6 obstacles in the way of locks (to portage) in the final battle to return to Glasson and the car park where the journey began. In the winter months this battle is fought and won (or lost) in the hours of darkness!<br />
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I'd like to express my thanks to the company of North West Sea Kayakers on my most recent trip on the Lancaster (merry-go) Round.<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-12012546812063766982019-11-19T22:23:00.003+00:002019-11-19T22:49:55.652+00:00Canoeing on the River SpeyThe lure of experiencing Autumn from my canoe has been increasingly difficult to resist and this trip to Scotland was to produce a couple of firsts for me. I had never paddled on the river Spey before, nor had I done an overnight camp with all my kit packed into a canoe.<br />
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We began our journey at Newtonmore which is higher up the river than normal. Easy water on the already broad river took us through pretty scenery. However, brutally cold headwinds sapped our strength and slowed our progress towards our first night stop at Loch Insh.<br />
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Feeling the bitter cold of a Speyside November evening, we were glad to have booked into the hostel at the <a href="https://lochinsh.com/accommodation/main-lodge/" target="_blank">Loch Insh Watersports Centre</a>.<br />
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By morning there had been a sprinkling of snow. As we launched our canoes onto the loch the temperature had not yet risen above freezing. We were thankful that the wind has eased and that the river flow had gained pace, but there was no escaping the cold. As we made our way down river there was more snow on the banks. Our feet grew numb.<br />
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At the end of our second day we reached Boat of Balliefurth. We found a patch beneath some pine trees which was clear of snow. I made a hot drink, got into my tent and thawed my feet in my sleeping bag.<br />
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The morning brought even lower temperatures and a biting chill. The river began to drop more steeply with more exciting rapids. As the sun rose gently into the sky we encountered the named rapids of the 'Washing Machine' and then 'No-can-do' (at Knockando).<br />
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We eventually washed up at Craigellachie to camp at Fiddich Park. This evenings entertainment was to be in the <a href="http://www.whiskyinn.com/thebar.html" target="_blank">Highlander Hotel Whisky Bar</a>.<br />
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Our final challenge was to paddle from Craigellachie to the sea at Spey Bay. I started the day by easing my way into my frozen drysuit which had taken on a cardboard like form. The morning chill seemed to intensify as we made our way downstream.<br />
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As we left the rolling hills and sandstone cliffs behind us we were greeted by a more open landscape. Shingle braids and banks of pebbles led the way; and although we could sense that the ocean was near, the water was still powerful and challenging.<br />
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We reached Spey Bay feeling cold weary and hungry, which is the sign of a good trip! My thanks go to Chris, Dawn and Andrew for their company on this wonderful journey.<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-39548597263494079012019-11-06T13:58:00.000+00:002019-11-06T13:58:05.592+00:00Tyne TourThe Tyne Tour is run by Hexham Canoe Club and is a weekend of sociable paddling on the North and South Tyne rivers.<br />
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At this time of year the Autumn colours are at their best and this year the festival was blessed with excellent water levels.<br />
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Most stretches of water are grade 1-2 with occasional grade 3. This is perfect territory for open boating, and for those taking their first steps in white water kayaking.<br />
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The most anticipated rapid is Warden Gorge just before the North Tyne confluence with the South Tyne. This normally provides a sporty grade 3 rapid but this time it was more like a huge volume grade 4 and few open boaters took the challenge. Those that did were swamped.<br />
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In the meantime the kayakers were making the most of the conditions.<br />
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The Saturday night festivities began with the Hexham Round Table bonfire and fireworks display. An excellent way to kick off the evening with a bang. Afterwards, the dancing went well on into the night with the ceilidh.<br />
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In the morning it was time to explore the upper reaches of the North Tyne near Bellinghan and Wark. It was nice to engage yet more of the Tyne's Autumnal beauty before heading for home.<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-14137380346985155802019-03-17T20:05:00.000+00:002019-03-17T20:05:05.305+00:00CanoeA few years back I tried my hand at canoeing. At the time it was all about developing my paddling skills in preparation for doing some coaching qualifications. At first I was not all that enthusiastic but after a while, I began to enjoy the occasional trip with a single bladed paddle. It was challenging but with, time and effort I began to enjoy the slower pace of life.<br />
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Recently I bit the bullet and bought my own open boat. Its an 'Old Town Guide 147. Just big enough for paddling tandem and hopefully small enough for me to handle on my own for solo trips. It was a long drive for me to collect it from Devon but it seemed a good way to use up a Saturday when the weather was pretty lousy.<br />
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My next challenge was to do some outfitting. The canoe had no airbags or kneeling thwart. It always seems wrong to start drilling holes in a boat. Especially as I had only just bought it! Some time and some swearing later I had fitted airbags and a kneeling thwart and I was ready to take my new canoe out on the river.<br />
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Overnight rain had brought the River Goyt into condition so I joined a group from Manchester Canoe Club on one of their regular Sunday morning outings. I had a few wobbles with my first tentative strokes but soon got the hang of ferry gliding below the second weir at Brabyns Park. After that, running the grade 2 rapids was fairly straightforward.<br />
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Whether I'll try more challenging water remains to be seen. Perhaps I'll leave that until the weather gets a bit warmer.<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-47677455226775319172018-07-26T08:08:00.000+01:002018-07-26T08:08:05.099+01:00Return to White WaterMany years back I used to paddle regularly at Canolfan Tryweryn which is the white water canoeing and rafting centre near Bala in North Wales.<br />
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Its a great way to keep cool and escape the heat and glare of the summer sun because the fast flowing waters of the riverare mostly shaded by trees.<br />
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I had not paddled here for over 4 years and some of the rapids are quite challenging at Grade 3 and 4. I was nervous to begin with but I soon got into the swing of things and began to remember how to read the flow.<br />
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I managed the to paddle the whole day without capsizing and came away with a renewed confidence in my white water paddling abilities :) I will be back soon!<br />
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Many thanks to Joe Parkin for his company on the water and to George Reekie for the excellent photos.<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-20848164235672809762018-06-24T07:48:00.000+01:002018-07-26T23:19:44.605+01:00Bardsey Midsummer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The island of Bardsey lies off the end of the Lleyn Peninsula of North Wales. From the mainland, Bardsey looks like a mountainous, craggy and forbidding place. However, the southern, seaward side has gently sloping pastures, a few houses and even a little woodland.<br />
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The slopes of this island are steeped in history. In the days of Celtic saints and three travels, three pilgrimages to Bardsey held the same merit as one to Rome! The ruins of the abbey date from the 12 Century and King Arthur is rumoured to have perished here.<br />
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I can never resist a trip to Bardsey. The crossing by kayak is always a challenge. This time of year I'm drawn by the call of the Manx shearwater. These fascinating pelagic creatures migrate here from the south Atlantic. They only land to nest. A single egg is laid in a burrow on steep ground. When the chick emerges the parents will only return to feed it in the burrow during the hours of darkness. This avoids predators such as gulls and peregrine.<br />
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Their ghostly, croaky, crowing is said to have frighened ship-wrecked sailors back into the sea. These were days when superstition superseded science. After all, they are just sea birds; not the grip reaper!<br />
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It was a pleasure to spend the darkest part of the night on the summit of Bardsey marvelling at the sound of thousands of shearwaters calling, landing and squabbling. Then... in a moment when first light broke over the Lleyn, the shearwaters hushed as the herring gulls awoke.<br />
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Late in the morning, normal daytime business resumed making the magic and mystery of the night time seem like a half-forgotten dream.<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-62042365943672922502018-04-19T23:25:00.002+01:002018-04-19T23:25:42.724+01:00Road Trip to ScotlandWith Easter fast approaching, it was time to make a plan. It had been a while since I had visited the west highlands of Scotland so I joined some folk from Liverpool Canoe Club on their Easter break based in Kinlochleven.<br />
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Once over the border it was time to stock up on supplies... it is always better to buy local produce where possible. By the time we reached the bunkhouse it was nearly midnight but there was still time for a bite to eat for supper and couple of beers.<br />
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Kinlochleven is a small village about 7 miles from Glencoe. It is conveniently located close to excellent walking, river kayaking, skiing and sea kayaking.<br />
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Our first day was a sea kayaking trip from Arisaig to Mallaig. This is a stunning stretch of rocky coast with skerries and a few sandy beaches. The view out to the west is a perfect backdrop made up or the Ardnamurchan peninsula and the islands or Eigg and Rum. We took our time exploring along the way until we reached Mallaig harbour where we took shelter in the Fishermans Mission. The coffee and cake made for excellent refreshment before heading back to Arisiaig in near-perfect conditions.<br />
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The following day was due to be a little more breezy so we chose to have a shorter day in and around Port Appin. It was windier that we expected and bitterly cold. Our windy paddle came to an early end rounded off nicely with a few drinks in the Pier House.<br />
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Having had two tiring days on the water, it was time to venture out on foot. The original plan was to explore the upper reaches of Glen Coe but we were enticed by some white water kayaking action on the river Etive. There were a couple of groups paddling a series of steep drops and waterfalls. The best fun was the final drop called 'Right-angle Falls'. Many of the paddlers clambered back up the rocks for a repeat run. Some even took the 4 metre plunge without their boat.<br />
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The sunshine and settled weather had been kind but the forecast for the coming days was for strong winds, sleet and snow. The decision to head back south wasn't taken lightly but it was the best thing to do. As ever with my trips to Scotland, I'm always left wanting to go back for more.<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-46785294066232246832018-04-18T07:38:00.001+01:002018-04-18T08:10:08.766+01:00The Frozen Storm Gathering<div style="text-align: justify;">
The 9th UK Storm Gathering was held in North Pembrokeshire on the weekend of March 16-18th near to St Davids. The idea of Storm Gathering is to bring together like-minded paddlers wanting to develop their skills and to network with others seeking to improve their sea kayaking.<br />
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I arrived late on the Friday evening through sleet and snow showers just as the first day was drawing to a close. It was bitterly cold! The next morning I settled in with a group of paddlers who were wanting to improve their rescue skills. With low temperatures and wind from the East, we decided to focus the workshop on towing skills and staying dry! Other groups went in search of more challenging waters and to the edge of their comfort zones.<br />
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We found a suitably sheltered stretch of coast at Pwllgwaelod and along the western side of Dinas Head. During the morning session we explored the different methods of contact towing. In shelter at first, then later in more challenging conditions. At Lunchtime we were lucky enough to be warmed by a rare spell of sunshine whilst preparing ourselves for an afternoon of rope work and towlines.<br />
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We experimented with towing in confined spaces, rough water, in twos and threes and then more until the whole group was 'husky towing' two fortunate slackers back to Pwllgwaelod beach.<br />
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As we landed the wind chill bit hard. It had been 7 Celsius when we launched. It was 4 degrees when we landed and once again it had begun to snow.<br />
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After the evening meal I began to prepare for the evening's entertainment. It was to be a quiz based on expedition kayaking. Just before kick off I ventured outside for a breath of fresh air. I found myself in a winter wonderland. Snow drifts had begun to form around the buildings and along the lanes. The quiz led to an entertaining evening of long drinks and tall stories that went on late into the night. </div>
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There was little appetite for paddling in the morning with sub-zero temperatures and strong winds. One group went out. Others opted for indoor based expedition planning and navigation workshops. My challenge was to get home through rural mid-wales whilst trying to avoid snow drifts and road closures.<br />
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This was by far the coldest Storm Gathering I have ever attended. Mother nature always provides special challenges at these extraordinary events.<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-8316114673672100112017-10-26T07:01:00.001+01:002017-10-27T08:00:05.864+01:00In the Autumn you'll need a Jersey!Earlier in the year I met Kevin and Nicky Mansell from Jersey Canoe Club. Whilst we were washing patatas bravas down with San Miguel after hot day of sea kayaking on the Costa Brava. They invited me and a few friends to paddle with them around their back waters.<br />
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We assembled a team of nine paddlers from Manchester Canoe Club and flew out to the Channel Islands on a Thursday in Mid-September. Kevin and Nicky met us at the airport and showed us to a pleasant campsite close to the Jersey Canoe Club Base on the East side of the Island.<br />
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We were greeted by the the worst weather imaginable for setting up camp. Persistent rain made the ground unpleasantly squidgy for putting up our tents. Later in the afternoon, as the weather began to clear we headed for St Brelade's Bay where Kevin had arranged a short trip with sit-on-top kayaks. As we made our way beneath the southern cliffs and through the pink granite rock-gardens, we stopped every now and then for some sport! Kevin would clamber up onto one of the more prominent rocks... and jump into the deep water below, and eventually re-surface. Some of us brave fools followed his lead. As the sun sank low in the sky beyond Corbiere Lighthouse, we headed back to St Brelade's for beer and banter.<br />
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Friday morning was our first day in sea kayaks. Jersey Canoe Club have a generous stack of Tiderace Vortex kayaks so there were enough to go around. We headed out of St Catherine's Bay, past the breakwater and along the north coast. The strong tidal stream whisked up past deep bays, promontories and tall cliffs until this impressive coastline led us into Bon Nuit Bay. We stopped for lunch in the sunshine before beginning our return journey. The highlights of the return journey was playing in the tide race at L'Etacquerel and meeting a pod of bottle-nosed dolphins near to Rozel.<br />
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We were fortunate enough to have timed our visit to Jersey Canoe Club with their annual barbecue. The festivities began soon after we landed with cold beers, greasy burgers and seared chicken wings.<br />
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It would be difficult to do better on Saturday. However, this time we headed south from St Catherine's aiming for the Gorey Castle. The trip was (yet again) jaw-dropping. The castle commands a high position on the top of a huge cliff that overlooks the harbour. We stopped for lunch admiring the paragliders before setting off back to St Catherine's for a well-earned rest.<br />
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Our final paddling day was on the north-east corner of Jersey. We joined the Jersey Canoe Club for their Sunday paddle. On this occasion it was from Greve de Lecq to Sorel Point and back. There was plenty of swell creating some challenging dumping surf on the beach. The reward for survivors was to witness the powerful three metre swell breaking explosively on the reefs and cliffs of Jersey's north-east corner.<br />
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Before catching the evening flight home on Monday evening we spend some time sightseeing in St Helier. Thanks to Kevin and Nicky Mansell and the rest of the lovely folk from Jersey Canoe Club. Their hospitality was tremendous. We will be back!Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-61813527059056686192017-06-23T21:20:00.000+01:002017-06-23T21:20:02.187+01:00Midsummer in Iceland<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I love the time of midsummer. The dark blue colour of the northern late evening sky is so captivating. I have noticed that I tend to head north during the summer for cooler climes rather than the hotter shores of the Mediteranean. As I write this, the UK is only just being released from a major heatwave. I'm glad to have escaped that.<br />
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I met Magnus at the offices of <a href="https://adventures.is/" target="_blank">Arctic Adventures</a> to get an idea of what I had let myself in for. <a href="https://adventures.is/iceland/day-tours/kayaking/" target="_blank">Arctic Adventures</a> is a huge company that offers a range of adventurous activities in Iceland including sea kayaking. The first task would be to guide 12 teenagers from the USA on a two day sea kayaking trip with a night of camping on a wild and remote island near to the fishing village of <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stykkish%C3%B3lmur" target="_blank">Stykkisholmur</a>. At times it was like herding cats but actually they were a great bunch and Iceland's cold, drizzly weather was like water off an eider duck's back to them.<br />
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Over the following few days we ran a couple shorter trips in a huge fjord called <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hvalfj%C3%B6r%C3%B0ur" target="_blank">Hvalfjordur </a>(Whale Fjord) and another 2 day trip from <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stykkish%C3%B3lmur" target="_blank">Stykkisholmur</a> with guests from Germany, Italy, Switzerland and China. The variety in the weather was stunning. Apart from plenty of soggy grey weather we got sunny weather that made it uncomfortably warm to wear a drysuit and a screaming gale through which we needed to tow 2 novice paddlers.<br />
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On my days off I took the time to stroll around the parks, coastline and city streets of Reykjavik. It is a delightful city. There are very few tall buildings giving Reykjavik an open and airy feel with big skies. The parks are well-kept and well used. Wildlife is everywhere. Lupins were introduced in the 1940s to improve the thin, gritty Arctic soils but have now gone a bit out of control.<br />
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One of my favourite birds here is the redwing; a winter visitor to the UK but breeding here in Iceland. They dart between digging for worms in the grass to foraging for grubs and berries in the bushes and undergrowth.<br />
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In just a few days now I will be heading back home to 'old blighty'. In the meantime, I have another day trip in Reykjavik and one more overnighter from <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stykkish%C3%B3lmur" target="_blank">Stykkisholmur</a> to keep me busy.<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-46970977167873907102017-05-31T22:53:00.000+01:002017-06-05T22:55:39.064+01:00A tale of two riversThere are always so many things to do so I'm glad I could make the <a href="http://www.dmxl.co.uk/Conwy_ascent/" target="_blank">Conwy Ascent Race</a> this year. It's the only sea kayak race I'll be able to manage this time round. Its always so pleasing to meet the regular sea kayak race goers.<br />
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The turnout was a little less than in past years, which may have been due to the forecast of thunderstorms. The prospect of lightning and all those carbon paddles is daunting. The race was slow-going and choppy in places with a difficult southerly headwind. A couple of K2 crews succumbed to the briny in Conwy Harbour just as the Pirate Day celebrations unleashed a resounding volley from town's defensive cannons!<br />
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After the finish in Dolgarrog, I joined a few other competitors for a paddle back down to Conwy. With the ebbing tide and the wind at our backs, it was an easy, mellow an fitting end to the day.<br />
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Afterwards I headed over to Shrewsbury to meet up with my friend Amy who showed me around town by means of the River Severn and a Canoe.<br />
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We packed up more than enough kit for our overnight camp but that's what you do, when you have a canoe!<br />
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It seemed to take forever to escape the meanders that have protected Shrewsbury from invaders (like me) throughout the ages. Eventually we found ourselves in the lush green countryside of Shropshire. Suburban gardens, wooded banks and farmland led us to Atcham and the Mytton and Mermaid Hotel. As this was a warm sunny day, we decided make the most of this opportunity to re-hydrate.<br />
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Back on the river, later in the afternoon we discovered some sandstone caves in amongst woodland. We stopped to explore for a while, made a cup of tea, explored some more, then decided that this was the perfect place to camp for the night.<br />
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The overnight rain gave way to a chilly drizzly breeze. Such a stark contrast to the sunny weather the day before. The sight of the chimneys and cooling towers at Ironbridge was a comfort because they looked so close. However, the meandering river kept repeatedly taking us away from the town before bringing us tantalizingly closer with each looping bend.<br />
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Last January I was invited to coach <a href="http://pagaia.club/simposium/?lang=en" target="_blank">at the symposium</a> and the first thing I was asked to do was to make a short video to help promote the event.<br />
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The flight into Barcelona was spectacular. The weather was clear and there were spectacular views over the snowy peaks of the Pyrenees. Next was a two hour drive along the coast to Llança where the symposium is based.<br />
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The first three days of the event are spent doing workshops in specific skills like rolling, forward paddling and boat handling. I teamed up with my friend Rick to coach rock-hopping and incident management.<br />
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After the first day a banquet was held for all 250 participants. The seafood paella was made and served up by volunteers from the Pagaia Club. The evening was rounded of with a warm rum drink, which is traditional among fishermen and sailors from this region.<br />
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The rest of the week was spent helping out with guided trips of the region. This is an opportunity to put the skills learned during the weekend workshops into practice. We even started some of our trips in Port Lligat which is famously overlooked by the house of Salvador Dali.<br />
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For the most part we were very lucky with the weather and sea conditions. There was only one day with any significant swell. On that day many paddlers felt 'tested' in the two-metre swell with awkward choppy clapotis.<br />
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I'd like to take this opportunity to thank the <a href="http://www.pagaia.cat/club/index.php/w" target="_blank">Pagaia Club de Caiac Cap de Creus</a> for inviting me, and for making me feel so welcome. I hope to be back in two years time.<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-39822205605651317682017-03-04T18:53:00.002+00:002017-03-04T18:53:57.938+00:00Blowing the Cobwebs AwayThe team of <a href="http://www.manchestercanoeclub.org.uk/" target="_blank">Manchester Canoe Club</a> sea kayak leaders has been
on Anglesey riding winter waves, practicing rescues and brushing up on
navigation.<br />
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The choppy waters of Trearddur Bay looked
challenging. The force 5 wind was onshore giving us the required safety net. If
anything went badly wrong, we would just be washed ashore. There are numerous
coves for shelter as well as treacherous jagged reefs that must be avoided at
all costs! We started by working our way gradually to the eastern edge of the
bay. This brought us to Raven’s point where the swell was reaching close to 3
metres. With some of these waves beginning to break we didn’t stay for long.</div>
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<span lang="EN-US">After lunch we indulged in some incident
management in amongst the reefs. The increasing wind made rigging towlines
difficult, but the experience will be worthwhile in the long run. The same goes
for the various deep-water rescues and rolling puzzles we set about.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">After tea and cakes at the <a href="http://www.angleseyoutdoors.com/" target="_blank">Anglesey OutdoorCentre</a> we set off for The Menai Straits. The shelter of the northern section
was perfect for an introduction to night navigation. Each leader took it in
turn to manage the group and navigate by compass bearing, timing and map reading.
The exercise went well and we were back at the centre in time for food and beer
in The Paddlers Return Bar.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">The objective on Sunday was to reach ‘The
Skerries’ which is a group of small rocky islands off the north west point of
Anglesey. There are strong tidal streams here and timing is crucial. On this
occasion, it meant getting out of bed at 6.30am! There was barely enough time
to have a brew and a biscuit before driving to Cemlyn Bay and getting on the
water soon after 8am. A chilly breeze, swirling mists and howling grey seals
greeted our arrival. The Skerries fog horn sounded as we finished our
breakfast. As the fog closed in, we found our navigation skills all in order
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<span lang="EN-US">We look forward to the program of trips and
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Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27108869.post-54233843580189015252017-01-08T17:46:00.003+00:002017-01-08T17:46:23.437+00:00Festive Paddling<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The festive paddling season started off with the Liverpool Canoe Club tradition of an early trip at Llandudno followed by a Christmas meal. The winter sun stays low in the sky which makes for a spectacular ceiling with thin layers of cloud.<br />
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It was great to finish early in the afternoon while there was still a little warmth form the sun. After we had got changed it was time to head over to the Grand Hotel for drinks and a 3 course Christmas meal.<br />
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<a href="http://www.manchestercanoeclub.org.uk/" target="_blank">Manchester Canoe Club</a> hold a Boxing Day race and tour on the River Goyt. We assembled at Brabyns Park where we launched upstream of the 2 weirs. There were a couple of comical swims before the group made the rest of the 3 kilometre, grade 2 descent to the club site at Dale Road. Once back at the clubhouse we fortified ourselves with a festive buffet of pork pies, assorted sandwiches and mince pies.<br />
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Later that day I made a quick dash over to Anglesey for a few days of sea kayaking. I was joined by Andrew and we quickly planned a few days of paddling to make the most of the limited winter daylight hours. The stretch between Porth Dafarch and Rhoscolyn provided us with lively seas whilst our day on the north coast was much more serene.<br />
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On the third day we launched at Porth Eilian to explore Point Lynas and the East cost. Andrew was feeling adventurous and decided to try some maritime cave scrambling at Freshwater Bay.<br />
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Finally, on the way back to Manchester we paid a visit to the Great Orme at Llandudno. This time it was much more quiet the my previous visit with Liverpool Canoe Club 2 weeks earlier. Many thanks to Andrew for his company. It has been a wonderful festive season and now i'm looking forward to the lengthening days of Spring!<br />
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<br />Jim Krawieckihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02348886621382957681noreply@blogger.com0