There's really no justifiable reason as far as I can see for having an automobile in Crickhowell. They look completely out of place, there's hardly any parking... and they just get in the way. I say pedestrianize the village center... park ya infernal-internal-combustion-contraptions on the other side of the river, get out, and WALK. (or better yet... ride a bike!)
This time last year Mother Nature teased us with a "false Spring"... I'm holding a grudge against her for that bit of nonsense. If she tries that mean-hearted stunt again this year, I'm gonna have a talk with Zeus or Thor or somebody up there in the heavens... 'cuz that shit don't fly wit' me.
Riding on the way to Crickhowell there's a lovely little lane that purrs along side the River Usk between Llanfair Kilgeddin and Lanellen. I had been down it once before, but I wasn't exactly sure where it is because I'm new to these parts and also I'm being led about mostly.
Here's a map so you can find the lane yourself. Now there is no excuse to not get on yer velocipede and explore.
It's four miles of cycling heaven and one of my favorites. Graham is somewhere up ahead, but you can't see him because I keep stopping to take photographs and he's fed up with waiting for me... can you blame him? Can you blame me?
We missed you fellas... but Graham and I had a beautiful day trip up to Crickhowell.
... and on my way home I had the pleasure of discovering the new section of NCN 466 heading up the hill to Hafodyrynys (yes... that is how it is spelled.) Wow... what a wonderful new route and much improved over having to wrestle up the pavement beside the main road.
At the end of the day, I had 76 miles under my skinny butt. I was walkin' funny and makin' old man sounds as I went up the stairs to take a shower. I hardly remember having dinner or crawling into bed that night, but the images of lovely little Wales swirled throughout my dreams.
Here's a link to view the entire route: Crickhowell Explore.