Blaenau Ffestiniog

By Beryl Johnson Sitting in a narrow gauge train traveling at little more than a snail’s pace between large boulders and discarded mining paraphernalia, you are transported into the dark, damp belly of a disused slate mine. The journey is bumpy, cold, and cramped. Dressed in oversized red coveralls and a hard hat, you could be forgiven for thinking you were on your way to … [Read more...] about No Ordinary Cave Tour