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After a pretty tough January I decided last week to escape the city to try to get some space and clear my head. The destination, the Pistyll Rhaeader waterfall near the Cambrian Mountains in Wales. I don’t do this kind of thing enough and when after a two hour drive to the waterfall I was faced with the only road to the falls being closed some 3 miles from the falls itself, I felt that it clearly wasn’t meant to be my day. After a quick motivational pep talk I decided to walk in the last few miles rather than give up. It was misty and raining lightly but the peace and quiet on the closed road was good for me. I was pretty much alone for the whole walk apart from the sheep of course, until I met a farmer and his dog Roy near the falls. The farmer, a valley-man who had lived in the valley almost his entire life, chatted with me while Roy fussed at my legs. Putting my bag down to change lens, Roy decided to use the opportunity to mark it as his property and so decided to piss on it just as I was mid lens swap! A dogs gonna do want a dogs gonna do. Saying goodbye to Roy and the farmer, I completed the rest of the journey to the falls where my morning travails were more than made up for. Sometimes it’s the journey itself which makes the destination even better.
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