New year new walks 🐾

Lovely 5 mile walk up Ceriog Forest today with a loop return through the forest roads, it was a beautiful if cold day weather wise and a joy to be out in it. This is the first of many walk to come this year all of which we are compiling now and we will publish them in the guides section soon.

We returned to Llangollen ( in the truck ) via Barbers / Geraints hill which got its name in sad and gory circumstances which are documented below the photos. 

We hope you enjoy our walks as much as we do 🐾🐾

BARBER’S HILL, LLANGOLLEN

The tale of the Barber of Llangollen starts in what is now the garden of the Hand Hotel and ends on the top of Moel y Geraint, one of the hills that rise above the town. The story tells of how the hill acquired another name, which is still in use today.
In 1739, there was a row of small houses on the site of the Hand Hotel garden. In one of them lived the Barber, Thomas Edwards. He was also the Schoolmaster of the village and was apparently an irritable character. One day, in a dispute between himself and his wife Maria about the boiling or roasting of a neck of mutton, he drew his razor across her throat and killed her. He ran out and shut the door. The schoolchildren did not know what the matter was, but seeing their Mistress bleeding and staggering ran out and told their neighbours.
The barber ran up the street and turned up Cross Lane. This now leads up to the A5 road, but then it ended in open fields, across which the barber ran. A lot of men were mustered and followed him across the fields to the old Workhouse. The men caught him washing himself at Pistyll y Workhouse – the Spring of the Workhouse. The barber was condemned to be gibbeted on the nearest hill overlooking the town of Llangollen. At the gib, he was regaled with a pint of ale, and seeing people and children running and climbing up the Geraint, he turned to them and said in Welsh ‘You need not hurry, there will be no sport until I am there.’ The story goes that a Mrs. Parry, the landlady at the Hand, gave him a jug of ale as he was passing.
He was hung in Gibbets at the top of the Hill and ever since the hill has been known as ‘Moel y Barbwr’, or ‘The Barber’s Hill’.
This is a true story and is recorded in documents at the Record Office.