Seventeen cars made it to the starting grid for the NTBHWE at the Original Withy Trees, Bamber Bridge on Friday the 6th June. Bright sunshine was the order of the day, so roofs were down and sun cream applied. Bacon barms and tea/coffee were provided by Bob the landlord, and Gordon gave a good demonstration of how to put 10 rashers in a barm cake! And he ate the lot! He did!
After Bill‟s pep talk, we all fired up and headed off to the Wallasey tunnel in Liverpool to head up the M53 into Wales and to our 1st stop at the Plough Inn in St Asaph. A superb buffet lunch was provided at this nice pub, and with the sun still out, we all headed off to our destination, the Royal Victoria Hotel, on the eastern edge of the town of Llanberis. The route took us through some great places, Llanwryst, Betws-Y-Coed & the Llanberis Pass to name but a few.
On arrival, all the cars parked up alongside each other on a reserved grass area
close to the main car park overlooking the hotel entrance, making access to he hotel nice and easy. Great stuff and great organisation on Bill‟s part! And do you know what? Olive made it without any car trouble! But – did I speak too soon?
We couldn‟t stay in Llanberis without some thought of the highest mountain in
Wales, and so on Saturday morning Bill had arranged a relaxed ascent of Snowdonia via the Snowdon Mountain Railway. The old steam train had been rought back into service recently, and we had the refurbished Victorian carriage all to ourselves on the 4.7 mile ascent and descent. Regrettably, and per usual, the visibilitywas virtually zero. But, what a great trip!
That afternoon, some members took off in their cars to visit the local area, some took to the Llanberis Lake Railway, some of the girls opted for the shops, and some members took to the bar in the hotel. Some good choices there!
Dinner at 8pm prompt in the Victoria dining room, a few drinks in the lounge, and that was Saturday gone.
Sunday arrived, and the forecast was good for the day.
Bill had planned a 99 mile run down the northern side of the Lynn Peninsula, with a coffee stop at the Lion Hotel, Twdwelliog (very nice) and a lunch stop at the Tyddyn Sachau Garden Centre. Shirley picked up a nice pinky coloured Acer plant to take home, but Henry was heard to say „No, its not going in the boot‟.
Past Caernarfon, Porthmadog, Abersoch, Hells Mouth, LLanbedrog,
Pwllheli, and a brief look at Beddgelert where, in the 13th century, Llewelyn, the prince of North Wales killed his faithful hunting hound, Gelert, believing it to have killed his infant son. Llewelyn, realising his mistake, never smiled again!
Gelert occupies a grave in this village. By the way – you notice my spelling of these Welsh towns is not bad?
So – up the Llanberis Pass once again, and back to the Royal Victoria, for dinner in the Victoria dining room at 8pm prompt. A few drinks in the lounge, a quick tinkle on the ivories by yours truly, and that was Sunday gone!
And Olive‟s Midget decided it wasn‟t for going down the Lynn Peninsula on Sunday. It developed petrol problems, or lack of to the carbs, and heads were under the bonnet sorting out the problem. The pump was replaced, and the engine started! Yes! But – a bit further down the road………
A helpful bus driver came to the rescue, and identified a split rubber pipe from the tank to the engine bay. A repair was made and Yes again! Olive and her Midget enjoyed the run down the Lynn Peninsula in the end – just like everyone else.
Well done Bill – again. An absolutely fabulous weekend thoroughly enjoyed by all.
NTBHWE a few photos of the various events