Trevor was the limit of our cruise on Tuesday evening and despite numerous messages of encouragement from many quarters we stuck with the plan to take the bus to Llangollem on Wednesday. 4 buses per hour, £1.50 ea, dog went free. Had a bit of a wander around and worried the dog by lengthy peering into the Welsh taxidermists window. There werent any sheep on display probably in the back room.
Watched the return of first steam rail excursion of the day. All very dignified. Looked at the 1974 pictures of the stripped out station post Beeching. 12 years to decay, how many to restore. Will we learn ? The basin was about ¼ full with visitors, mainly hirers and the town was busy under a clear blue sky. Pub lunch (Chile vs Honduras) preceded the walk back to Trevor and it was clear that the concrete lined last few miles were no doubt less troublesome to a deep drafter than the section between Frankton and Trevor which in places is pretty dire. We decided to un-rope and head back across the P-thing, mooring in the shade after the lift bridge and the offside permanent moorings. Beeky
