Last September
I was on my way back from Snowdonia. It was raining, hard. I was on the A5 from Bala trying to turn off for the turn off for Ruthin. Me and My girlfriend encountered a road closure due to an accident up ahead. We stopped in the queue for a few minutes whilst the police man in a heavy waterproof mack walked up to our window and explained the issue and the ETA until it was clear. It would be a while before this road was re-opened. It was pitch black and rainsoaked headlights and flashing Blue police cars lined the road off into the distance.

Being in a remote part of wales, to get to where we wanted would mean a massive 60 mile detour. So i got my GPS out and headed for the back roads. These roads were tiny - the width of a car with grass down the centre. you could go 15mph - max.. these roads were for the use of the farmers.

It was still pouring.

There was a junction every 40 yrds, these backroads were like a labrynth, with nothing but headlights for ilumination it was quite frightening.

Then i came across a car up ahead. He had his hazards on, I pulled up behind and waited. A woman got out with her coat over her head and ran over. She was in her 60's and a bit distressed. The rain was crackling on my roof as she walked over.

She explained she had been driving round and couldnt find her way back to the main road around the accident. I offered to drive in front, and her to follow as we were heading in the same direction.

And off we went, round tight bends, over bumps, navigating broken down branches, and - also - driving over dozens of Frogs in the puddle ladened roads- it has to be noted. Quite an odd night. It took about 25 mins before we saw normal sized roads. With out a GPS this was an impossible route.

We reached the main road, the tarmac smoothed out, I wound my window down and waved the lady good bye.... a flash of headlights from behind signalled a thankyou.

10 miles down the road - still in the pitch dark and rain, and with the detour now out of my mind. I pull up at a set of Traffic lights...

It was one of those Roadwork Traffic lights with a large gap in between meaning the lights stay on red for a while... the rain carried on tipping down...

BANG BANG BANG!

A dark Rain soaked figure was at my window

I sh@t my pants...

The woman I had helped smiling and saying things that sounded mostly like thankyous..

I smiled.. my pulse died down, it wasnt a murderer after me.

And off we both went in our seperate ways.
(Dan dan dan They tik urh jerbs!!!, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 16:52, 1 reply)

I love those roads
Yes the narrower ones can be scary, but the scenery round there is lovely, especially Nan gwynant and such.
(mr-lizard Hell's teeth man!, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 21:22, closed)