Selling up....

When we sold our home and gave up work and bought a barge, our eldest son expressed concern by asking if it was a mid-life crisis. It might well have been, so what would he call our latest venture, to walk the Wales coast as we approach our 70s? We gave up our floating home and rented part of a farmhouse in Shropshire - as far away from water as its possible to get. It is not called The Midlands for nothing.
Why walk around Wales? After all, we don't walk at all, and we have health issues. Who doesn't as they approach their 7th decade!
So we bought a map, and a book, bought back-packs, waterproofs, flasks, and planned our 70's.
Starting small, we are booked into an hotel in Llandudno - one has to have luxuries, and attacking, albeit slowly, The Great Orme.
Our plan, which is mightily flexible, is to walk as much as possible, except in wintertime. Our second foray from Conwy to Bangor, always health-depending, in October, and Anglesey in spring for a week.
So, train pass at the ready, and the end of September in sight, we are ready, willing, and sort of able.

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