Tenerife Adventures.

After a slow start and cancellations due to adverse weather (there is actually snow on mount Teide) on Tuesday I had my legs wrapped around Mumba for two hours and she didn't mind at all especially when I gave her a carrot. I am going to see her again this morning for my second riding lesson.
Yesterday the weather was OK to go bike rafting which is lazy cycling.....you go up into the mountains in a mini bus where you are introduced to your two wheel steed and then are guided on a 40km freewheel journey through sleepy villages, forests and farmland. The trip also included Tapas, wine and cava to celebrate making it down alive.
Tonight I am going to the opera and tomorrow I think will be a day off before flying back to what I have heard is frozen Britain.

Tenerife again.

I flew to Tenerife yesterday to get away from the cold and rain in Wales. When I landed it was raining but at least it was warm and I spent all afternoon in a bar watching the conclusion of the 6 Nations.
Today I travelled back 4 years by visiting some of the places Jan and I had been to when we were here before but Los Cristianos at this time of year is just wall to wall wrinkles eating British food and watching British sport in the bars. I have now done the touristy bit, the adventures start tomorrow.

Walking back.

Billy and I had arranged to have this week's Friday walk at Betws y Coed but he bailed because of some raindrops in Tarporley, he is becoming a real Cheshire softie.
I continued on without him on what Jan called the Chris and Margaret walk, named after our friends with whom we first did the walk up the Afon Llugwy to the Miner's Bridge with their sons Thomas, Matthew and James.
I was glad that Billy had pulled out as it was the first time I have done the walk on my own and it brought back happy memories but also a certain sadness because Jan and Chris are no longer here but the conditions were ideal, cool, dry and the river was full after all the rain so the falls and rapids were spectacular. I am a lucky individual to have this on my doorstep.

From Pont y Pair bridge

Family time in Suffolk.

Great day today. Spent time with my youngest daughter and her bump. Brilliant to carry on reconnecting and of course being a dad, ie replacing light fittings etc etc. temperatures up to 16C in March, what is going on?
Keira is cooking tomorrow so I will be well rewarded for my labour. I am sure her estimate of half an hours work is a gross underestimate.
People watching at Warners Gunton Park is fun, fun, fun. The majority are here to enjoy themselves but there are a certain few who think they are in Hollywood like the slightly overweight girl who thinks she is so cool that she struts so her boobs bounce and the young guy who is obviously being introduced to the potential in-laws - too cool in his houndstooth jacket and rolling shoulders. I love it but one visit will be enough.
Kay encouraged me to take photos of the inmates but I haven't mustered up the courage yet.

Moving back.

When my Mum took me and our Sue to Butlins in the 60s I never thought that I would see the same people 50 odd years later at Warners Gunton Hall in Suffolk. The same countrywide accents, the same food just smaller portions (nouveau quisine)?  And Chardonnay and Stella have now replaced Double Diamond and Port and lemon. The only thing that is really different is the entertainment, not a patch on the Sixties offerings, mind you Pwllheli was probably the breeding ground of the Merseybeat at that time.
You know the good thing about getting older?...........Nothing.
Ah well I have Sunday dinner to look forward to, Keira is cooking pork for us.