On this last section of the third part of my walk above Cwmdu in Wales I had the enjoyment of going back through the gates I had passed through on my ascent of the valley – Cwm Sorgwm which lies between the Brecon Beacons and The Black Mountains.
I am sure there must be psychological significance to my enjoyment of gates (symbolic opportunities perhaps?), but one thing seems sure – whatever the type of gate it is, i get pleasure from all its aspects. Design, material, condition, placement but perhaps most enjoyable to me are the sounds they make. Whether they are squeaky and clanky metal ones or more softly spoken wooden styles or kissing gates, I always enjoy the sounds they make as I open, pass through and then close them.
There is a lovely groaning gate in the soundscape for this part of my walk which will be posted tomorrow.