Llanberis Pass

Trip Start Sep 13, 2007
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Saturday, September 15, 2007

Last night my sleep was fantastic. The reversal of the bed was a success and the only time I woke was at 6am by the snotty nose of Milo. Not a bad thing as I was given the opportunity of witnessing a beautiful sunrise over Moelfre.
 
The rest of the day would be given over to LaVern. It was now her time to have her first expedition. Initially I went to Barmouth and cruised around the one way system. It very busy and I didn't fancy fighting over a parking space. So back up the road we went. Initially I wasn't too sure where I was actually going. I vaguely remember taking Fenella on a similar route a couple of years back, but without a map handy I wasn't too sure where I was going to end up. Then it happened. The Llanberis Pass. A road of such mountainous virtue it should be in the Alps. Lavern did get a few admiring glances from the hundreds of ramblers I passed. Eventually I spotted a sign for the HEP station and decided to investigate. I couldn't get too close but the photo opportunity was too good to miss. During the drive I touched upon the legendary A470 as well as a few other very driveable roads. I think I'll make my first serious attempt at one of the roads in the week. Hopefully there will be less hikers with sticks. Dangerous buggers.
 
So how did Lavern drive? Well, she's very addictive. After about 3 hours of driving I could have continued for another three. Corners and sharp winding roads pose little problem and any quick manoeuvres are welcomed by the chassis. I even managed to try out the cruise control on a windy lane. She was simply faultless. A highlight is the throaty and subtle growl from the mighty V6 - it never disappoints.
 
It was whilst she was roaring through the mountains devouring the road I found the perfect soundtrack for her. "North by Northwest" by Bernard Hermann + mountains + Lavern = lots of pleasure and an atmospheric drive.
 
I think I discovered what the mystery tower of lights is. At night from the cattle grid you can see 8 or so red lights in a line. They look quite close but they are in fact many miles away on top of a mountain. During my adventure I spotted a radio tower to the north of Snowdon. This appears to be the logical choice - but I'll need to take a compass bearing to make sure; when I get a compass!
 
Eventually it was time to come home and an evening in the Cow Shed was planned. No, not an evening with some bovine friends, Llanbedr has a well serviced restaurant called "The Cow Shed" or "Yn Hen rfgfdfgd". A good sign was that yet again I was greeted with a strong food odour from the kitchen, which I was soon to discover is part of the dining area. A brilliant idea. Not only can you ensure your food is freshly served but you can see it get made. More restaurants should have the courage to do this.
 
To begin with I had Welsh Rarebit with prawns. In my book anything which gets served from the kitchen sizzling is going to be great. And it was. The mustard and cheese were perfectly blended and even the toast was still a bit crunchy. For my main course I chose Welsh Black Beef Curry. This was quite spicy for a non-curry house, but also far tastier than most. Even my mum was attracted to a curry and had the Welsh Lamb and Leek Curry. Delicious all round and complimented with a Pinot Grigio and a Rioja. To finish up with I had a chocolate crunch gateau which should be banned. Completely evil chocolate served with ice cream.
 
The long table next to us suddenly became invaded by a bunch of badly dressed and almost dead golfers. We felt it was time to leave.
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