North Wales day two

Slipping out again, we nipped up the road to Conwy and walked the riverbank and the suspension bridge (but not the castle, being skinflints). 

On the river bank was this derelict vessel, thrown up on the shore and abandoned to the elements and - more harmful perhaps - the local kids.

Fires have already been set on and in her hull and, although parts of her show bright colour and a history of loving attention, I fear she'll not be afloat again.