Growing up in Rhyl, Dyserth seemed an exotic place to me, despite it being no more than four miles away. It was said that if you could see Dyserth Mountain clearly, it was going to rain and if you couldn’t, then it was raining.
A double decker regularly left from the bus station in Rhyl for Dyserth and the prospect of sitting on the top deck as it made its way up the past the waterfall and up the steep hill always appealed to me. I think I had a very low set of expectations in terms of excitement.
Ambrose Conway 