Cefn Druids v Gap Connah’s Quay
With Sgorio making their first ever visit to “The Rock” here is a fantastic read from LostBoyos found at http://lostboyos.wordpress.com/ The original post can be found here
The Rock Stadium / Welsh Premier League / 29th August 2014
As August was drawing to a close and with my holidays coming to an end, I decided to have a football double header over the weekend for one last hurrah before returning to work. So, trips to Tranmere Rovers with the Shrimps on Saturday (blog to follow) and a Friday night visit to Cefn Druids AFC were pencilled into the Lost Boyos diary. I had been torn whether to head to New Saints or Cefn Druids for my Friday night serving of Welsh Premier football, but having seen pictures of the Druids’ fairly new home ground, I was quickly convinced to head there.
Being a South Walian, I’ve not explored the north of my homeland as much as I should have; this is something I’ve tried to correct with my football travels over the past 12 months. I’ve really enjoyed visiting parts North Wales such as Prestayn, Bangor and Llanfairpwll over recent months, so I was hoping for more of the same when I alighted at Ruabon station. Cefn Druids’ Rock Stadium is located in the small village of Rhosymedre and, unsurprisingly, with no train station feeding the village directly, I was required to walk 25 minutes down the side of the B5096, where there was an alarming amount of car parts in the bushes. Eventually, I arrived at the sign welcoming me to Rhosymedre. Glancing up the hill, I could see the floodlights of Cefn Druids’ ground and the famous cliff face on the one side of the ground. However, it was not to the ground yet for me, as there was still over 3 hours until the 19:30 kick-off. Time for a spot of tourism first.
I should mention here that for some reason my Google Maps app had completely collapsed on me and so I was left to follow my instincts more than anything. I had decided the night before that I was going visit Pontcysyllte Aqueduct; I knew it was located just past the neighbouring village of Cefn Mawr, but with no map I had to go on my memory of the map of the area that I had looked at the night before. To help me, I decided to climb the steep hill, leading to the top of Cefn Mawr with the hope that from a vantage point I’d be able to spot the aqueduct. My theory worked, as after clambering up the very steep gradient to the top, I spotted the aqueduct, although it was much further than I originally anticipated. Now just to work out how to get there.
This part proved frustrating as the streets of Cefn Mawr seemed to zig-zag back down the hill. When I eventually hit a junction, I opted to go left in what I thought was the quicker route to the aqueduct. Wrong call. Right would have taken me down the main road to my destination and instead I found myself traipsing through overgrown country paths and muddy country lanes. However, my expedition was rewarded with a fantastic view of the aqueduct from the banks of the River Dee. After another calf destroying hill climb and after going up and down hills for a good 4-5 miles since I left the train station, I found myself alongside the Llangollen Canal, which is carried over the Pontcysyllte Aqueduct.