Don’t Trust GPS in Wales

It’s been extremely useful using Waze, a GPS navigation app on my iPhone, while driving in Hawaii, Los Angeles, England, and Scotland. It’s made navigation through unfamiliar places pretty easy. Just blindly follow the navigation directions and we magically get to our destination. 

This doesn’t always work in Wales. 

Our Welsh accommodation is on a sheep farm that is up a tiny little lane in Northern Wales. Waze told me to make an impossibly stupid left turn onto a road that looked more like a fire trail. So I did. It was a fire trail. It was blocked by fallen trees, and a gate. The road was too narrow to turn around. So I backed down the steep hill and prepared to back onto the road and not be hit by cars screaming around a blind corner. 

No cars. Go!

Crunch. 

  

I’d managed to beach the car on a 1 foot bank on the road. The front wheels were off the ground and one back wheel was off the ground. The back of the car was hanging across half a lane. I got everyone out of the car and the hazard lights on, ignoring the embarrassment. It could be worse.

A couple of people slowed down to take photos. But a couple of locals (Rob, Mathew) stopped to actually help. After we exhausted attempts at pushing and spinning the front wheels. Rob went down the road and found the number for a tow truck company and I organised them to come and help. Mathew called the police and they came to stop cars from crashing into mine. 

Waiting for the tow truck seemed like forever, as I chatted about my stupidity with the locals. 
After the policeman chased up the tow truck, it finally arrived. The driver took an expert look at the situation and elegantly towed the back of the car so it could be driven (undamaged!) away. £180, which is about a zillion Australian dollars. 

 
The locals who stopped to help were awesome. They wondered why anyone would drive up that track. It was madness! I couldn’t help but agree.