Glen Uig

Or is it Glen Conon? That’s the river; the OS map labels the north side as “Glen Conon”, as does the road sign for its road. The southern side? The sign points to Sheadar and Balnaknock, but it’s best know as the road to the Fairy Glen. We walked both roads (it’s very wet off-road at present), with the aim of following their continuations, as rough tracks, a little way up onto the moor. In both cases we were thwarted – by awkwardly-placed stepping stones on the south side, and a morass at the gate on the north side.

The Fairy Glen is, almost literally, crawling with tourists, struggling to top Castle Ewen. Away from the fairies, these are very quiet ways. There are fine views of three substantial waterfalls to the north (the first of which was a possible objective if we’d been able to cross the morass). Both roads leave Uig by steep hills, with wonderful zig-zags, and from the top there’s a fine prospect of Uig bay, and the ferry for the outer isles.

Sheader, Balnaknock and the Fairy Glen

Glen Conon

The Weir

Sunday: We’re travelling through Herefordshire, and need somewhere for a picnic and fresh air. How about the Weir? It’s a National Trust property, consisting of a riverside garden and walled garden on the steep north bank of the Wye, a few miles upstream from Hereford. The riverside garden is attractive in a wild (dare I say unkempt?) kind of way; the walled garden nearby is more traditional, perhaps, with colourful floral displays and rows of veg. Once again, the butterflies are being fairly relaxed…

The Weir NT

A walk to Coalport

We’ve done it many times. It’s a pleasant afternoon, even if it is rather overcast. There’s not quite as much colour in the hedgerows as there was a month or two ago, but the butterflies are more cooperative. The peacock was on the path, wings closed. I reached down to him and he crawled onto my hand, to join us for a few yards (he would have stayed, I suspect, but we thought he’d be better off in the bushes). As usual, there’s tea and cakes to be had at Coalport…