As the Lockdown starts to ease, I made my way to Halkyn in the company of Red Dragon Ventures, better known as Dave to me. Halkyn is his turf, and so I placed myself in his capable hands as we wandered around a windswept Halkyn Mountain, amongst the pock marked turf and curious cairn caps of the long abandoned lead mining shafts.
And no visit would have been complete without a wander through the Old Churchyard, which I must admit I was rather pleased was done in full daylight - quite the most evocative of places, and I imagine a place of childhood dares.
And, of course, I couldn't help myself. I had to have a look at the remains of the churchyard cross, embedded into a butress of the new church, built as a replacement for the one knocked down in order to improve the view from nearby Halkyn Castle.
Still, don't tell anyone I said this, but none of this was as impressive as the Bacon Cheese Burger I had from Billy Jean's Cafe just down the road. Dave knows where the best caff's are...