Land of my father’s…

So, now we’re in Wales – the land of my fathers. Or, to be more precise, we’re at Saundersfoot in Pembrokeshire, land of my father’s mother’s mother!

Summer sunshine on the quay at Saundersfoot

And we’ve finally found summer (just don’t mention the forecast for tomorrow’s ride to Llanelli).

We were glad to make it to Wales. One of my pedals was steadily disintegrating and in danger of seizing up any moment. However, we hadn’t been able to replace it because no-one could get it off the crank.

Two previous bike shops had tried and failed to remove the pedal and we were worried we’d need to replace the crank too. Luckily, though, Peter Walker from Pembrokeshire Bikes rose to the challenge and eventually did the deed – after bringing out the blow torch, scaffolding pipe, stilson wrench, grinder etc!

Finally, new pedals!

We arrived in Wales on Wednesday lunchtime after a very welcome bit of ‘RnR’ in Wexford. A huge thank you to the wonderful Padraig and Claire for being such great hosts and letting us laze away a couple of days in your home.

L: Carolyn doing her bit to support the Irish economy. R: A taste of 'trad' in Wexford.

We’ve an early start tomorrow so we can get to Llanelli for another talk – but then a long weekend on The Gower with an old friend.