So on I went along the Brecon by-pass and headed towards Talybont but turned towards Pencelli to see what joy
there was to see from the canal towpath. It turned out to be a good plan, at that time of the morning I virtually
had it all to myself, I saw one cyclist twice and one lady with a tiny dog, once. The sun was low, frost was everywhere and the water was like a mirror, after so many drab days this was uplifting. I felt alive again.