Home again
Built a wall, whipped home and whipped out again down to Devon. This is the wall high up below Tryfan with National Trust warden Dewi on top of it, placing the coping stones. On the last morning I worked with another ranger lower down in the valley. Iolo was a silent man until you started to talk to him about dry stone walls! I know enough now to have a go at repairing ours, if only I could find it behind the nettles and buttercups, hogweed and bind weed. Might have to be an autumn project when all the weed dies down! I have been trying to sum up my experience of the dry stone walling holiday which is hard as it was a week of extremes. On the one hand, I loved it. The company was good, the walling was fascinating, being bumped out of my comfort zone and into the sort of communal experience I haven't had for years was interesting and probably good for me. On the other hand, I discovered I was considerably less fit than I was a few years ag...