The Gwaun river ran parallel to my route, dripping under the bridge at Pontfaen’s entrance, cutting through the fields like a tectonic plate. Another Ice Age relic, the river is home to gray wagtails and the Big Dipper., One of the last habitats of otters. We didn’t see any otters, but a local gentleman greeted us warmly and after a short chat suggested we go to the Dyffryn Arms (where he is known locally as Bessie’s Pub). drink! ”.
Owned by the same family since 1840, Bessie’s is now run by Bessie Davies, who is in her 90s and has been serving beer since her 20s. In fact, the small bar, the front room of her home, features brown and black checkered tiles, church pews, wooden tables, a warm coal fire, and an international display of music from visitors pasted on the walls. It features banknotes. Pub design isn’t the only relic from the past. With no formal bar, Bessie and her family serve beer through a hatch in the wall, pouring it directly from barrels into mugs. No food here except for some snacks – except Hen Galan.
“The family comes to the pub [in the evening] some drinks, food, and [have a] Celebrations are never formally organized, and the people of Gwaun take unofficial holidays while the rest of Wales continues to operate.piece…there is [always] Be someone with a guitar and a keyboard,” McAllister told me.