On Sunday Warren was still suffering with a cold, so decided to stay home while Jane and I went to Wales for the day. We headed first to the Pontcysyllte Canal for a trip over the famous Aqueduct.
This is the longest and highest aqueduct in Britain and sits 38m above the River Dee.
The trough, which is made of cast iron, is over 300m long, 3.4m wide and 1.6m deep and is supported by 18 stone piers. Completed in 1805, it is now a World Heritage listed site.
As you can see from the photos, there is not much room either side of the narrow boat as it crosses the canal. It was a long way down and not a ride for those afraid of heights.
We then drove to Llangollen for a ride on the Llangollen steam train up the River Dee Valley to the small town of Carrog 7 miles away. Unfortunately the special event “Day out with Thomas” was on and I think Jane and I were the only passengers without several toddlers in tow.
The kids enjoyed the ride and the scenery in this part of the world is beautiful.
By the way the, the title of this post is the comment a Pommy colleague made when I said we were thinking about visiting Wales 27 years ago. No love lost between the Welsh and English (or Scots for that matter).
