Carningli

Some of you are familiar with my passion for the Angel Mountain series by Brian John.  Well, last Thursday quite unexpectedly because of a cancelled appointment, David took Mum, Cairo and I to this hallowed place.  It was a warm but overcast day and I hardly dared to think it would meet my breathless anticipation.

Here's Mum at the carpark.

Here's Mum sitting on the track awaiting our return.

We made for this peak first because the outcrop on the far right looked like Cairo's profile to me...

Once we were there, it was apparent that we had further to go to the pinnacle.

It was like Picadilly Circus at the top - not really but two other families had made their way there via an easier route.  This is David and James, who had taken a fancy to Cairo.

This is the view down to 'the easier way' with Newport and The Parrog (for Martha Morgan fans).  As you can see, the cloud had magically lifted...  But don't think the adventure ends there.  Next we went to the Candle Workshop which is actually Brian John's place.  We didn't meet The Man but his son was there making tapers (not tapis, unfortunately).  Of course, I bought a Martha Morgan book and chatted up the son who had just returned for 10 years living in the Dandenongs with his wife and children.  And as if that wasn't magic enough, we then went to Pentre Ifan, a communal burial place from about 3,000 years ago.

Pentre Ifan with Carningli in the background.  How's that for heavenly?