We went in search of the World’s End! At least that what the map called it, and the British Ordnance Survey maps are respected world-wide for their accuracy and information. So, as we approached World’s End, why was our first view of the Dolomites?
Well, perhaps a comparison with the Dolomites is a tad fanciful, but I hadn’t expected to see limestone cliffs like these soaring above a Welsh valley, nor did I expect a moor reminiscent of the Mid-Pennines when we got out on the ground.
I had never been here before, in fact before we moved to Wales 1½ years ago I hadn’t even heard of these small hills nestling between Llangollen and Wrexham, and I’m prepared to bet that not many reading this will know them either.
The limestone was a bit of a surprise, but shouldn’t have been – limestone outcrops abound on the Welsh side of the border with England, but these crags had an air of grandeur about them, enough to make me stop the car for a photo or two. Heading up over the moor we had great autumnal views towards World’s End and Llantysilio Mountain (see post #122)
This was never intended to be a long ‘hill day’ – in the event it was no more than an extended dog walk. A short height gain was followed by the inevitable loss of altitude towards ‘Mountain Lodge’, where it was time to head back. The moor was reminiscent of the Mid-Pennines, in both appearance and in the bogs, but we managed to keep reasonably dry.
On the return we bumped into a large cross formed out of stones, with no clues as to who made it or why, but the occasional remains of old mines near here probably hold a clue. Then, it was downhill all the way, crossing over the head of the small valley that becomes World’s End. We left that descent for another day – we’ll be back for another look at these surprising little hills.
Text and images © Paul Shorrock