One area of the UK that we know nothing at all about and have seen even less of is the Forest of Dean. When the Speech House hotel had a winter offer on for a good value D, B and B deal, we had to try it out. The hotel is a lovely old building:
Dinner was amusing too - we ordered a portion of seasonal vegetables to share but two arrived. One was more than enough but... The food was great so we retired happy.
Day 1 was spent wandering around the area and loving the forest, scenery and little villages. We visited Lydney harbour which is clearly a place where sad old boats come to die rather than be used:
To manage the access to the massively tidal River Severn , there are three set of lock gates only the outer ones cannot be moved any more as they as silted in place:
Some impressive shapes in the mud but not great for boat access. It was a chilly day and so we passed on sitting outside the lovely new little café that had been built on the harbourside. It had good reviews, looked lovely but had no inside seating at all. Instead the crew found a place in a nearby industrial area that also had rave reviews. Oh yes. They must have all been written by the owner. To be fair it was a proper greasy spoon place for the local workers but the coffee choice was "black or milky". It didn't taste of anything that resembled coffee but it was wet, warm and incredibly cheap as were the sticky tables and pervading smell of elderly cooking oil. A never to be repeated experience.
On day 2 we went wild and took the little Brompton bikes around the so called "family trail". Here is the Forestry Commission's marketing "flyer" for it:
You can see that it is on "specially surfaced paths". Oh yes, most of it had been surfaced to the same standard as Britain's decaying road network. Potholes, rough non levelled surface, embedded rocks not rolled in at all etc etc with only two sections that were really suitable for a road bike. We were not alone in discovering this. However, we did the loop (poor shaken up and filthy Bromptons) and had an amazingly good coffee and cake at the cycle centre when we finished.
Our final breakfast continued the "disorganised" theme - they were using a tiny annex to one of the dining rooms for breakfast and it was full so we stood around in the large empty restaurant area wating for a table. This huge empty area was in use on the first morning when fewer people were staying?? We were told that we would go to another restaurant at the other end of the building but that for the buffet cold food we would have to walk it through the hotel. We declined. Oh, the order for one poached egg was delivered as two - they are feeders! Naturally the bill was wrong on check out too which involved dragging the hapless waitress back to reception to remove an incorrect charge. As we expected it was not an issue to get it fixed, just vaguely amusing.
All of this was done in such a friendly way that you could not be anything but happy with the stay and hotel. We just felt sad that a lovely location with good food had such poor processes. If ever we wanted to work again, helping them sort out their operation would be an interesting job.
Before heading back, we were lucky enough to meet up with Michael and Frances, the owners of Coracle, a Nordhavn 40 who you will have seen featured in this blog before. They live in the area and built, from scratch, an excellent visitor attraction steam railway - look at Perrygrove website. They took us on a lovely forest walk from Symonds Yat in glorious sunshine so that we could enjoy views like this over the river Wye:
Then a drive along the riverside before lunch and then the drive back to the boat. We were so pleased to have some local guides who explained some of the history and knew the trails. We loved the area so we fully intend to return. Sorry Michael and Frances.
Maintenance news:
Guess what - when we got back on board, we found that there was no gas coming to the hob through the nice new pipework and regulator. It seemed that the solenoid valve which controls the flow had failed (this happened a few years ago and we had to fit a new solenoid to replace the original). Our evening snack plans were quickly changed. The next morning the captain did some basic checks and found that where the solenoid wires had been cable tied back to the new pipework, one had been under a lot of strain and the connector had started to come loose. The two black wires in the picture we shared earlier:
Some wire strippers / cutters, a new connector and 10 minutes later we had gas again. way cheaper than a new valve. If only all jobs were that simple.
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