On a dark and still morning early in October I set off for the Elan Valley, it is a distance of about 70 miles but who cares? this is one of the most beautiful areas in Wales and the weather promised to be calm with a fair amount of sun. Not that we can rely on the promises made by the weather, fickle is its middle name. I arrived just before the sun was to rise and indeed it was calm as you can see here, but the sun showed a determined reluctance to rise. A bit unfair of it really as I had shown willing several hours before.