More from before : posts about “Llanberis” and walks in the surrounding area.
How is this for a room with a view … just before breakfast on Saturday morning.
Our garden views were pretty awesome on the other two days we spent camping in Llanberis at the bottom of Snowdon too,
… even when the clouds rolled in and got us a bit “damp”.
Needless to say, I’ve plenty of pictures to sort out and I’ll filter them through over the next week or so.
Today’s weather was forecast bright sunshine to start the day so I took a detour on the way home and put myself in a pretty good vantage spot to catch the sun as it came up.
This was my reward for standing in the freezing cold and waiting for it to arrive, not brilliant, but nice to watch anyway.
The timing of the sunrise over the next week fits in nicely with the walk home so I’ll watch out for a few more in a few different places, if the springish weather holds out.
A few more pictures from Cowes, in the Isle of Wight …
As we walked through Cowes I was a little disappointed at first because most of the sea front was taken up by various types of eating and drinking establishments. If you visited one of these you could sit outside and enjoy the wonderful views of the yachts and other boats as they passed, unfortunately the views were reflected in the prices.
Alternatively we found ourselves wandering through narrow back streets, hidden from the sun and sheltered from the refreshing sea breeze, taunted by the sound of the seagulls, which we couldn’t see. Ok, I will admit I was tired and hungry, and also in great need of a caffeine fix.
We popped out into the sunshine at one end of a shortish prom and walked to the far end where there seemed to be a bit of a commotion going on. Here, in my eyes at least, Cowes redeemed itself.
A large cannon overhead was fired to start each race, we watched the yachts sail away from us into the distance, turn and race back to the finish line, as they crossed it a smaller cannon would fire for each one to welcome them back.
I showed you one of the pictures of the yachts at Cowes Regatta framed with the railings in yesterday’s post, here’s another, taken with the railings again but this time I caught sight of an artist we had seen painting earlier. Perhaps he was eyeing up his next picture.
More from before – Holidaying in the “Isle of Wight“, September 2011.
After wandering around the port of Monte Carlo for a while we decided it was time to head back and although the bus was just one euro for the trip back to Nice we thought it would be nice to just stroll along and follow the coastline as our guide, I mean, how difficult could it be, right ?
Well, you probably know by now that my map reading skills are about as good as my French, however I do know they have limitations so I checked at the little tourist information box before we set off.
With the words “Vous et ici” still fresh in my mind from my attempt at map reading earlier in the week I tackled the problem in hand. I smiled nicely at the man in the box and pointed to Monte Carlo on my map with the word “ici” (here), then a little schoolgirl french from one of the few french classes I actually listened to I made my fingers walk along the page with the words “à pied” (on foot) and drew a squigley line around the coast as far as Nice and repeated myself “ici”.
The attendant sighed and told me in perfect English that I couldn’t walk around the coast as there was no road. He showed the route I would have to take on my map, pointing with a pen, and said I would have to go up and over the next hill via the steps in the distance.
Hey, at least I tried.
And here’s the view which greeted us at the top of the hill.