We had a weeks holiday in Porthmadog, North Wales in early September and so for the next few weeks I will be featuring a variety of images and collages, and a mix of subjects, which I hope you find entertaining.
One of the most popular tourist spots in this part of North Wales is the village of Beddgelert and this is the centre of the village with the river running through. Sadly the weather was very changeable whilst we were there as you can see from this image.
Beddgelert (Meaning the grave of Gelert ) was once described as "a few dozen hard grey houses ... huddled together in some majestic mountain scenery". This village, just south of Snowdon, owes its fame to the story of Prince Llewelyn ap Iorwerth who decided on a hunting trip and left his infant son in the charge of his faithful dog Gelert. On his return, the Prince was greeted by Gelert, who noticed the dog's muzzle was soaked in blood, and his son was nowhere to be seen. Llewelyn attacked the dog, and it fell to the ground gravely injured. However, within minutes he heard a cry and stumbled through nearby bushes to find his son, safe in his cradle. Beside the cradle lay the body of a giant wolf covered with wounds, the result of a fight to the death with hound Gelert. Llewelyn strode back to his faithful dog and watched it die from his actions.
The truth is that this story was made up by local traders some time ago in an attempt to lure Snowdon's visitors to their village. It appears the place name actually refers to Gelert, a sixth century saint from the area. This legend was well known by the time George Borrow visited Beddgelert in 1854 as part of the journey through the country the results of which he published in 1862 in his book tilted 'Wild Wales'
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