It really is
I mean, it's properly fucking idyllic, as long as you stay away from the bits close to the lay-bys where the whore vans park up. But even then you stop seeing Rhyl jellyfish once you're a bit away from the car park.
And all you need is a pad and a pair of climbing shoes so it couldn't be more accessible. Or a mountain bike. Or a horse. Or just walking boots. Whatever you're into.
Spent a lot of good times there but not been since the beforetimes. Itching to get back tbh.
bleau.info/ is the definitive guide.
That ball chasing shit though, never really followed that.
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