|What no stepping stones?|
The settling is a beautiful one with the proverbial babbling brooks and overhanging foliage and as we climbed higher the path narrowed until we had to negotiate a rotten-looking wobbly plank over quite a large drop. I have two recurring nightmares: in the first I am sitting a history exam without doing any revision, in the second I have to walk across a narrow plank with water rushing below. Grabbing on to Teo, Jake and I got across the plank only to come to a weir.
After a steep climb the guys got to the mouth of the cave only to find the gate locked, so no stalactites but lots of hornets.
Meanwhile the ladies were sipping a cold drink next to the mill wheel and Jake was enjoying a paddle.
Why such a discrepancy between the information on the web and reality? The business is under new management, more overnight accommodation is being built and the restaurant is being revamped. I'm left wondering what has happened to the original owner who developed the site and talked with such enthusiasm about his project.
|Dave takes a cold shower|