Britain 09 - Day 33

Introduction

Today we left the timeshare in Wales early and headed west out to the coast at Aberystwyth. From there we drove north, to the market town of Machynlleth, before continuing on towards Porthmadog and Llanberis. We had two objectives on this journey - Llanberis and the railway to the summit of Mt Snowdon and the fantasy land of Portmierion. We had decided to stay the night at Llanberis, but would decide when we visited Portmierion (before or after Snowdon) on the way. A lot depended on the weather. As we neared Portmeirion, the weather turned into a fine, warm afternoon, with the forecast for a similar day to follow. That settled it, we would visit Portmeirion first.

Aberystwyth

We found our way into the town then picked one of the narrow one-way streets that took us out to the coast. We drove past the old university and stopped on the quay that overlooks the small port. But there was nothing else to entice us, so we continued on to the north. We soon came to the market town of Machynlleth and found ourselves in the midst of the market, the main street lined with stalls. There is a large carpark just off the main street so we parked there and went looking for coffee. We were surprised to discover that most of the stalls were trying to sell the most amazing range of junk.... and the average age of the people wandering the streets was at least 80. Nearly all were supported by walking sticks, frames or in wheelchairs. That made walking through the crowds rather difficult and at times dangerous, So after a quick coffee and a look at the large clock tower we departed.....

Aberystwyth
The coast at Aberystwyth, looking towards the river mouth
Aberystwyth
View the other way, towards the old university
Aberystwyth
The river Rheidal flowing through Aberystwyth
Machynlleth
The market town of Machynlleth, with stalls and the prominent town clock
Machynlleth
Heading into the hills of Wales on the A487 near the B4405 junction
Wales
The view back towards Lake Tal-y-Llyn
Wales
Rocky crags above the road
Wales
The B4405 turnoff to Tywyn
Wales
The back of a bus that we followed....

The Fantastical World of Portmeirion

Portmeirion was the creation of the architect Clough Wiliams-Ellis, beginning as with an experiemnt in European design that soon had a life of its own. Images of Portmeirion were still vivid in my mind from the TV series "The Prisoner", which of course we watched in black and white. The TV series also did not show the full panorama of the location, so visiting had high expectations but, like the place itself, not grounded in reality. We Followed the signs to the large carpark, which for once was free of charge! However the entry fees were high enough to cover the parking. From there on we wandered through the small valley, filled with surreal buildings, statues and colour. I think it was the wealth of colour that struck me most, perhaps heightened by the early grey images from the TV show. The weather too played its part. A brilliantly fine afternoon with strong sunlight bringing out the colours and deepening the shadows to give an overwhelming impression of space, colour and life.

Portmeirion
The map board of Portmeirion
Portmeirion
The view across the estuary from Portmeirion
Portmeirion
The entrance arch, reminescent of the entrance to Miramare in Trieste
Portmeirion
Our first glimpse of the colour and architecture - where to look first
Portmeirion
Turning the first corner
Portmeirion
Looking down into the central part of the valley
Portmeirion
View along the central piazza
Portmeirion
View back up towards the entrance
Portmeirion
A very English scene in the valley
Portmeirion
The Pink House - all frontage, it is only one room deep
Portmeirion
Tower with eagles
Portmeirion
Scene through the pink gates
Portmeirion
The columnar pavillion building rescued from Bristol
Portmeirion
Another rescued relic
Portmeirion
Colourful towers everywhere
Portmeirion
The Bristol pavilion through the yew trees
Portmeirion
The road continues on down to the harbour....
Portmeirion
where there is the hotel and a yacht (concrete), and
Portmeirion
a lighthouse of course.
Portmeirion
Looking back up towards the entrance from the yacht
Portmeirion
Closer view of the towers, and the flag to remind you that you really are still in Wales

Now a few pictures of various small features and views that make Portmeirion such a fantastic place

Portmeirion
Views through archways
Portmeirion
Towers
Portmeirion
Towers with weather vanes, and eagles
Portmeirion
Statues...
Portmeirion
This one of Hercules
Portmeirion
Hercules in close-up
Portmeirion
Plaques on the base of Hercules to the Summer of 1959
Portmeirion
And the summer of 1971
Portmeirion
And of 1975
Portmeirion
Fountains....
Portmeirion
speakers....
Portmeirion
and golden statues.
Portmeirion
The top of the petrol pump
Portmeirion
The Greek statue
Portmeirion
And the pink house through the archway.
Portmeirion
Finally, some tired but happy travellers...
Portmeirion
resting on a seat in the central piazza
Portmeirion
then passing out through the entrance/exit arch.

The road to Llanberis

From Portmeirion we continued north towards Llanberis. The road eventually climbs to a vantage point to the south-east of Mt Snowdon, overlooking the small power station that is fed from the lake of Llyn Llydaw. A little further on the road forks, the left fork heading to Llanberis. At the fork is the old hotel of Pen-Y-Gwryd, little changed from the early 1950s, when John Hunt and his climbing party, including Hillary, used the hotel as a base to prepare for their ascent of Mt Everest.

Wales
Lake Gwynant from the A498
Wales
The valley to the south-east ofSnowdon
Wales
Trees and bracken on Snowdon
Wales
Looking down the valley back to Lake Gwnant
Wales
The power station at the foot of Lake Llyn Llydaw
Wales
The old alpine hotel at Pen-y-Gwryd
Wales
The Hotel's name
Wales
The road through the Pass of Llanberis
Wales
The Lake View Hotel at Llanberis

Lake View Hotel

We finally arrived at Llanberis and found the Lake View Hotel. I had emailed the hotel a few days earlier to book a room, but had not received a reply. The hotel was locked up, but eventually the co-owner/chef came to the door and told us the restaurant was closed until 6pm. This we already knew from the sign on the door. But afer explaining that we had emailed for accommodation she brightened up and led us up to a room. Our host soon returned and opened the bar, to be joined by two couples who had been guests for a few nights. We were now in northern Wales and here the Welsh language is strongly defended. All at the hotel were fluent speakers, especially as the guests were school teachers from Bangor and they are now required to teach in Welsh. So we very soon had our own pronunciation lessons, followed by an excellent meal and drinks.


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