Llandudno to Chester

 Another bright and windy day, but this time very much in our favour and it pushed us all the way from Llandudno to the top eastern edge of Wales.

Then we took a right hand turn down the estuary with distant views of England and The Wirral.

The wind was now not helping us, the sky was darkening and our lovely cycle path disappeared. As we reached Flint, and just as we had stopped to admire it's castle the rain started.

We needed to find shelter, and across the way was a concrete building with an overhang, so we raced to it. On closer inspection it had an open door, distant music playing, and a sign above it that said FTU.

I went inside to investigate, and it was the club bar for Flint Town United. It was completely empty apart from the bar man, and he told us to bring the bikes in and get a drink.

We were a couple of hours early to watch it, but the whole place was decked out for a celebration because FTU were in the Welsh Cup Final that afternoon.

Daz had a pint of FTU beer and the bar man gave us two little badges as we left. Apparently the last time that they won the cup was in about 1958 so it was all very exciting, unfortunately they lost 3 - 0 later that afternoon.

Then it wasn't too far to Chester and the cycle path reappeared, although the route got very technical and bumpy over the towpaths of a canal that took us right to our hotel.

All that was left to do then was a quick walking tour of the city before dinner.