Sitting here listening to the rain and wind continue to batter my part of the world its hard to believe that the first day of November was as good if not better than most of the days of the summer.
The forecast gave no indication of what a stunning day it would be so we lazed in bed at the caravan longer than we should. We’d been up Plynlimon the previous day so a family day was needed, i.e. a short walk. Allt Wen, the lofty hill that overlooks Aberystwyth from the south was the choice.
It was a truly stunning day, crystal clear, cloudless blue sky, calm and warm. Quite amazingly warm in fact to the extent it made the news. Warmest November day since records began and a small place called Trawscoed just down the road recorded just over 22C. I’d have killed for a day that warm on either of our two summer trips.
We wandered down to the end of the breakwater and then across the long curve of shingle bay to the south. It warms you up for the staggeringly steep climb up Allt Wen.
We were sweating buckets by the time we got to the top, dressed as we were for more autumnal weather. There was no breeze and it was almost too warm. How often are you left searching for a spot IN the wind in November to cool down. We spread out in a grassy spot, rolling up sleeves and trouser legs and exposing flesh to cool down. The views were magnificent (not the exposed flesh!)
We strolled to the far southern end before the paths drops steeply back to the beach and returned to our start point. The views across Cardigan Bay and Aberystwyth to the distant Snowdonia were amazing.
TBF and the kids making a fine foreground for my attempts at more arty shots.
We moved the car to the sea front in Aber (that’s what we call it, too lazy for the full name) and took a long stroll along the promenade. Its always one of our favourite family outings but it was even better on such a glorious day. The surfers were out on one of the rare breaks in this part of Wales making me think I should have taken the kayak out.
The low sun lit up the buildings on the sea front to dramatic effect making for a quite splendid walk. The castle in particular seemed to glow.
When we reached the car we watched the kayakers surfing this time as the sun went down.
Glorious end to a glorious day. Shame the weather has been completely pants ever since!
What a beautiful, clear cloudless day! Great pictures and a gorgeous sunset!
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It was a stunner and completely unexpected. I’m really desperate for some sunshine now. The rest of November and December so far has been truly awful apart from one weekend 😦
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What a fantastic looking day!
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I wish I’d been out in the mountains, would have been superb up in Snowdonia. Still, we had a nice family day together and they are getting rarer as the kids get older. The git in me also revelled in the fact that most of the rest of the country was smothered in dense fog. I’m a bad person
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Yes -practically cloudless, I can see that. We had the fog. But I’m not bitter. Oh no, not me. I’m pleased for you obviously.
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If I’d realised that Silverdale was smothered in fog I wouldn’t have felt so smug. Probably. Maybe.
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B played rugby in Garstang. At the start of the match I wondered whether the players could see both ends of the pitch. By the end the fog was breaking up, blue sky appeared and the sun was shining. I drove home feeling quite optimistic, but as we passed junction 34 the re-entered the gloom!
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A terrible shame – hope my photos of the same day have cheered you up 🙂
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Oh yes. Immeasurably. I am dancing a jig.
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I guess you don’t want to know how glorious it is here in Tenerife then.
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