At the bottom of our garden in Wales is a waterfall. It is the biggest waterfall on our river – the Afon Cwm Mynach. That means ‘the river of the valley of the monks’. People must have wondered why the valley was so called until at the beginning of the twentieth century a gold treasure [...]

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Climbing and chatting in the sun, shining, fresh morning air, carrying us along. The river running over the stones. The valley, bright, paint box green, meeting blue sky and touching at the horizon. Then here it is, a large deep pool into which the sparkling water flows, and flows down a tall escarpment, charging over [...]

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