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We had a crazy few days away, here, there and everywhere. First to a wonderful little Herefordshire village - Leintwardine, then after a night's sleep on to Birmingham for a friends 60's, then back through driving rain to Drenewydd (Newtown).
Sunday we went to church in St Michaels, Aberystwyth. It was a really good time.
After spending the day in Aber and eating at the newly opened, newly modernised National Milk Bar, a kind of national treasure, just as likely to be filled with truckers as smart holiday makers, (excellent!) we decided to go to a place we have always passed by on the way to other venues, promising always to go and have a look. We had no idea what we had been missing.
The Nant Arian forest centre (Arian is Silver in Welsh ...and there are Silver Lead mines all around the area) is one of the places to see the Red Kites (a bird brought back from near extinction here in Wales) being fed in their hundreds, along with buzzards. But for me, it was the amazing views from Arian that will call me back again.
George Borrows, the travel writer speaks of the area of Wild Wales as being not very sociable ...because there are no people ...but a few scattered shepherds.