Cherokee folklore tells of a brave group of pale-skinned explorers who crossed the Great Water to reach their lands many, many generations ago. These people called themselves Welsh, and this is their story…
The 12th century North Wales princedom of Gwynedd mourns the death of its greatest leader, Owain. Not all grieve though; his son Dafydd, positions himself for an ambitious power grab. When Prince Madoc unearths evidence of a murderous plot, his duplicitous half-brother Dafydd is one step ahead of him, and as more details come to light, the net closes in on Madoc.
A chance meeting with an old friend from the Norse city of Dublin,offers Madoc an escape route, but there is a grave price to pay.
Exiled in Dublin, a plan is hatched for a triumphant return to Wales, but there are bumps in the road still to negotiate. One of the agents sent back to garner support for the cause is captured, while their host’s beautiful daughter proves a fatal attraction for Madoc’s boisterous young half-brother, Cynwrig.
The story reaches its dramatic and heart wrenching climax on the ancient Druidic island of Anglesey. Will Madoc succeed in restoring order and justice to his homeland, or does a mysterious new world far across the ocean beckon?
Born and bred in North Wales; after graduating from The University of Leeds with a Mining Engineering degree, I spent the next seven years living and working (often four km underground) in Southern Africa. During this time, I was fortunate enough to visit some of the most fabulous wild places on the planet; and indulge in another passion - wildlife photography (www.stripephoto.com - shameless plug over)
This was followed by spells living in California and London.
I currently reside in the beautiful state of Colorado, but return to Wales as often as possible to visit family, soak up that indefinable magical atmosphere, and experience the sense of belonging I feel nowhere else – Hiraeth as we say in Welsh.
Proper fish and chips and CAMRA pubs serving real ale are the icing on the bara brith.