This year we only did four castles in a week, and one of them was so ruined there were no stairs left. Oddly enough, through no plan of our own, we visited them in reverse order of ruinousness. (Is that a word? It should be.)
The first, and most ruinous was Denbigh, about three miles from the converted granary we stayed in for the week (sorry, somehow I never got pictures of it!). The land and original fortress were granted by Edward I (after his sweep into Wales to crush the "unruly Welsh" in 1282) to Henry de Lacy, Earl of Lincoln, who began work on the medieval fortification.
|Denbigh Castle, Wales|
|Conwy Castle/the view of the estuary|
|Caernarfon Castle/Menai Strait|
The town was charming, and we had lunch outside a cafe on one of the side streets.
|The view from the castle|
I also find arches, corbels with faces on them, windows with remnants of their stone tracery, and stairs that seem to climb from nowhere to nowhere completely irresistable.
And because I promised you a big, pink tent.
Unmissable, instantly recognizable - they were setting up for the Eisteddfod a couple of miles from where we were staying. If we'd been one week later we could have gone.