Guilsfield Hill Walkers

Peter booked a jolly nice day for our walk – sunshine nearly all the way – with plenty of interest and excitement.  Two contrasting features of the landscape dominated the skyline all day – Chirk Castle and Kronospan – both providing interesting photo opportunities.

Seven of us headed down Chirk Bank and under the canal and railway – supposedly the railway is higher than the canal to emphasise its higher status – and set out west along the Afon Ceiriog, which was rushing and brown, much like the Vyrnwy on the last walk.   We crossed the river at Pont Faen and walked up to Bronygarth via Pentre Wood where we saw a profusion of Sarcoscypha Coccinea – the Scarlet Elf Cap fungi – and the first shoots of wild garlic which was perfuming the damp air;  then back down to the river and joined The Offa’s Dyke path.  Here were learned about the Battle of Crogen from a very impressive plaque on the bridge.

From the river we had the second climb of the day: up the side of the valley to the west of Chirk Castle through the woods, coming out on the tops with good views of both the castle and the Kronspan plume. We continued NW across sheep dotted fields and joined the lane past the old kennels and onwards through some rather sloppy gateways and down the bank to the canal at Pentre. By this time even Graham’s boots had lost their shine. We stopped on the canal bank for refreshments before tackling the challenges of the tunnels that lay ahead of us.

The first, the Whitehouse Tunnel at 174m, was an introduction to the very much longer Chirk Tunnel to come. The torches come into good use here and some of us found that they were not as good as we thought they were and were glad Graham was there with his searchlight. Tunnel two, Chirk Tunnel at 421m,  loomed, this is not quite straight and gets VERY dark in the middle. But all safely through and out onto the aqueduct.   We crossed and returned then it was back up into the village and to the cars.

Thanks to Peter for another Grand Day Out and thanks to all who came and all who drove. 

What a day! Hard overnight frost left the lanes from Chirbury through Priest Weston and onwards to The Bog a bit iffy in places, but all arrived safe and sound in the car park. The sky was brilliant blue, and the air was crisp as we left the car park to meet the most treacherous part of the walk – crossing the road on the harpin – it was like glass.  We headed up to Black Ditch and turned south and round the end of the Stiperstones ridge on good paths to the big car park below Cranberry Rock. It was then up the wide track to the ridge and the views from the ridge were terrific.  As somebody said – “… if it wasn’t for the heat haze we could have seen forever …”

The ridge path was as troublesome as ever, but made more so with the addition of a good layer of frost on the rocks.  We paused at Manstone Rock and then on to the Devil’s Chair.  It was along here that Julie nearly stepped on a Red Grouse that was feeding on the edge of the path.  It errupted in an explosion of wings and chattering calls and glided away into the heather – a real bonus for the day.  Elevenses was called at the Devil’s Chair and I offered to take folk up to sit in the chair.  But it was far too icy on the rocks to get into the chair but we had an adventure with stunning views.  Go here for the Legend of the Devil’s Chair.

After refuelling and more admiring the views we left the rocks and on down to the top of Perkins Beach, turning west down past the reservior and onto the good path heading south back to black Ditch.  And then just a short hop back to the cars in The Bog Visitor’s Centre Car Park.

Just long enough for a morning walk and we couldn’t have had better weather.  Thanks to all who came and all who drove.

Roughly the same view on Spring Hill: left on the recce by Peter, right on the walk by by Chris.

Peter SG has assured us that this was a grand walk with lots of distant views of the hills.  It was a grand walk but distant views there were few. Welcome back Richard Rees: Richard had his first outing with the walkers on Sunday 17th November , and very good it was to have him back.  2014 will see him leading a good selection of challenging walks again.

A good turn out enjoyed this localish walk in a very much unexplored and interesting area. We parked up in the Glyn Ceiriog  car park and set out though a cool and damp village and up to the west and the hills beyond. It was that time of year for the fungi to be seen in profusion – pics in the gallery. We turned at the top and came down the valley of the Afon Teirw and ended up in the picturesque village of Pandy. We leaned over the bridge for a while and didn’t see any grey wagtails or dippers so we crossed the river and hit the old tramway and headed up the delightful valley to Spring Hill. By now Peter was waxing lyrical about the views he had on the recce: all we saw was a few glimpses through the gloom. (see above)

The party split just after lunch, two taking the shorter route back to Glyn Ceiriog and the others stepping out on an eastely loop, but both getting back to the cars with 10 mins of each other. It was then back to The Oak – now reopened, refurbished and looking good once again.

Thanks to Peter for leading and all who came and all who drove.

Sunday 29th September turned out to be a day of amazing contrast. Seven of us travelled to Tanygrisiau, just by Blaenau Ffestiniog, and parked up at the south end of the Cwmorthin valley by the waterfall: weather dry and cloudy, not too hot, not too cold, Goldilocks weather – just right. An easy walk in through the slate tips and along old tramways lead us to the incline that took us up to Rhosydd Quarry.  If you want to see a good account of the quarry and lots of great photographs, go here. Some of us had a bit of adventure here by crawling into the bottom of a water wheel pit and just marvelling at the size and construction of this stuff. Up onto the great open space of the dressing floor for an early elevenses and a bit more scratting around the old workings and bits of rusty metal.

From here the ground changed from slate quarry trackways to nigh-on invisible paths across the very broken land dotted with numerous lakes and boggy bits. The sky now was starting to open and the visibility improving all the time, we could even see down Cwm Croesor to Porthmadog and the sea: a bit late in the year for pedalos.  We made the ridge cairn by Llyn yr Adar and paused for thought.  The view to the north was stunning: right round from Siabod in the east, via the Glyders and the bulk of Snowdon, through to Moel Hebog and down the length of the Lleyn Peninsular. We decided that it was a bit early for luch here so we would take it on the summit of Cnicht, so off we set up the long ridge that heads south west.

This is where the day became a bit more exhilarating: wind!  Wind like you’ve never felt before, tugging at everything, pushing us around, sending some of us on to hands-and-knees or bottom-shuffling, but not cold, just bracing.  We made the top and squashed down behind the rocks and had lunch with some of the best views this year. Then it was out into the wind again and more crawling and shuffling for some of us back to the cairn by Llyn yr Adar. Wow – we all felt suitable braced and headed back down the way we had come, well out of the wind.

The paths across the boggy bits came and went and we made it back down to the Rhosydd Quarry and the tracks back through Cwmorthin to Tanygrisiau and the cars.  A good walk in a very interesting, and at times, challenging area.

Thanks to all who came and all who drove – pics in the gallery.

Third time lucky – and it all worked, apart from missing the second half of the initial tiny track and having to a bit of heather bashing – sorry about that.  For those who don’t know the area, it is to the NW of Wrexham, between Minera and the Llandegla Forest – with heights around 500M (1600 ft) and stunning views to the north and east: a bit like the Long Mynd in places.

We parked up on the mountain road and set out on a tiny path, that kept disappering, across the heathery wastes to the large wooden black grouse on the edge of Llandegla Forest. Here we joined one of the mountain bike trails that criss-cross the forest and had to keep eyes in the backs of our heads for a while as the bikes came thick and fast. We turned south off the trail where it met the Offa’s Dyke path.  This section is nearly all boarded so it makes for a fast easy section – a few little lizards basking on the boards. Where it rejoins the mountain road we met a chap walking from Land’s End to John O’Groats the hard way – ie across country – he seemed to be enjoying it. We stopped for elevenses here.

A bit more mountain road and then across the moors above World’s End to a high point where it was decided that lunch would be taken at the bottom of the track as there was a bench to sit on. The walk down from here is delightful with grand views over Wrexham, The Wrekin, Stiperstones and beyond. After lunch the next bit passes between the reserviors and across farm land towards Fron-dêg, here we turned NW and up across the moors – pausing for a drink and a last look at the views.  (Those turquoise blue roofs we were wondering about are on the large shops around Wrexham Central Station – Asda, Argos etc.)

A short drop down the other side – with views of the Dee Estuary – and back to the cars.  A good day.  Thanks to all who came and all who drove. Pictures by Graham in the gallery, thanks Graham – I forgot my camera.