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Perfect Midsummer Sunset   20 comments


In the midst of a UK heatwave the best place to spend the night is on a cool mountain summit. Another stunning day and another chance for a wild camp. I headed to mid Wales for a camp on the summit of Pumlumon Fawr (or Plynlimon depending on which name you choose). Its not that high and you can drive to a high access point giving less than an hours walk to the top. A worthy consideration as I had to carry several litres of water to keep the brews flowing. It was the day after the longest day and the views were wonderful as I parked up and set off. I should warn you that I took a lot of photos so settle in for the feature presentation.



Its a short climb but has some steep bits which I found hard work after a day at work and carrying all that water. Luckily there was a decent breeze blowing to keep the heat at bay


My target summit in shot


Sheep watching me on the horizon


Looking north over towards Snowdonia


A final steep slog brought me to the top. Stunning view to mountains and across Cardigan Bay



Its a perfect summit for a wild camp, flat with plenty of spongy moss and grass. The vegetation is only a couple of inches thick though so anchoring the pegs takes a bit of work although in weather like this it hardly matters. My usual routine was initiated. Stove out and water boiling for a brew while I put the tent up.


The setting was magnificent and I was in the perfect spot to watch the setting sun over the next couple of hours





I sat, drank tea, took in the views, wandered about, ate jaffa cakes, drank more tea, ate more jaffa cakes, you get the idea





The moon even put in an appearance.


There was a grand view of the Llyn Peninsula where I’ve spent many happy weekends and holidays. I was chuffed that the sun went down just behind one of my favourite small hills, Carn Fadryn.




I didn’t have the whole summit to myself. A couple of friendly chaps and their equally friendly dog shared the sunset with me and provided a nice foreground for a photo


My bedtime view


The mountains of Snowdonia



Nant y Moch reservoir


And a darker shot of the moon


An isolated hill, overlooking the sea with a flat spot on the summit. One of the finest spots I can recall to watch a sunset. Simply magnificent


I never sleep all that well when camping but in weather like this it hardly matters. I got up around 3am to answer the call of nature and watched a spectacular moon-set over the bay (no photos alas). I awoke to a hot morning and got up for a pre-breakfast stroll around my camp site





Sadly the wind had dropped and the midges came out to have their breakfast, namely me, while I had mine



I packed up in a cloud of midges but as I finished up the breeze picked up and blew them away. The breeze stayed with me so insect problems – other than a few clegs – kept them away


I went for a stroll around the hills to the east, normally pretty soggy but after a dry spell the going was easy on springy dry turf


I headed down via the Nant Felen stream which has some pretty waterfalls and pools. The one below was just deep enough for a quick skinny dip in icy cold water



This part of Cwm Gwerin is rough pathless terrain with plenty of tussocks but its stunningly beautiful and untouched


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I wandered past the spot where we camped a couple of years back and found a breezy spot for an extended lunch



Al that was left was the return along the broad Hengwm valley and along by the reservoir to the car. The valley was as tough and rough as always, albeit much drier than usual. It looks like there is a much better path on the north side of the valley which I need to try next time I visit as I surely will



The route below is hand drawn so I’ve no accurate idea of how far I walked, maybe 10 miles in total with my summit wanderings. Still, it wasn’t a trip about clocking miles


A memorable outing and I’m really enjoying these one-night outings straight after work on a Friday. A real pick me up and still time left in the weekend to spend with the rest of the family. Another one coming in the next post


From the Mountains to the Sea – Part 1   10 comments

March brings about the first possible family trips to the coast as the weather warms up and my parents caravan is open for business.


With a dry day forecast we headed our for the day down to Mwnt Beach near Cardigan. It’s a stunning sandy bay and supposedly a great spot for dolphin spotting

mwnt beach, traeth y mwnt, foel y mwnt

It was dry but cloudy and cool but it was great to be back on the beach for the first time this year. There were actually a few brave kids in the water!! We declined the offer and settled for an hour of poking about in the rock pools, a family favourite. A sheltered spot on the rocks served us well for lunch

mwnt beach, traeth y mwnt, foel y mwnt

mwnt beach, traeth y mwnt, foel y mwnt

It was a liitle too early in the year for a full blown beach day so we took a walk to the top of the hill overlooking the bay and then down the coast. This small church sits quietly between beach and hill

mwnt beach, traeth y mwnt, foel y mwnt

The view from the top was grand and enlivened by a close up of a small raptor. Not sure if it’s a peregrine falcon or a kestrel. I’m sure some knowledgeable sort will correct me

mwnt beach, traeth y mwnt, foel y mwnt

mwnt beach, traeth y mwnt, foel y mwnt

mwnt beach, traeth y mwnt, foel y mwnt

Even though it was cloudy the views were nice with some interesting light effects from the low sun and the grey layered clouds. Despite constant diligence on the sea we never saw a dolphin!

mwnt beach, traeth y mwnt, foel y mwnt

mwnt beach, traeth y mwnt, foel y mwnt

We took a stroll along the prom at Aberystwyth as a fine end to the day


The following looked more promising from a weather perspective so I fulfilled a promise to TJS and took him up Plynlimon (highest mountain in mid-Wales and worthy target for a teenage walker obsessed with facts and figures!) I’ve had a couple of cracking trips up here in the past few years which you can read about here and here

cadair Idris, cardigan bay, maesnant, nant-y-moch, pen cerrig tewion, plynlimon, Y Garn, drosgol, hengwm, nant-y-moch, plynlimon, pumlumon fach

The day was exceedingly warm but very hazy, almost August-like. The views were a little washed out but fine nonetheless

cadair Idris, cardigan bay, maesnant, nant-y-moch, pen cerrig tewion, plynlimon, Y Garn, drosgol, hengwm, nant-y-moch, plynlimon, pumlumon fach

It was clearly frog-breeding season and adults, tadpoles and spawn was everywhere. One small lake was swarming with frogs and you could here their combined voices from several metres away

cadair Idris, cardigan bay, maesnant, nant-y-moch, pen cerrig tewion, plynlimon, Y Garn, drosgol, hengwm, nant-y-moch, plynlimon, pumlumon fach

TJS was pleased to finally reach the summit of this fine and very under-rated summit. As with the previous two visits we saw hardly a soul the entire day

cadair Idris, cardigan bay, maesnant, nant-y-moch, pen cerrig tewion, plynlimon, Y Garn, drosgol, hengwm, nant-y-moch, plynlimon, pumlumon fach

TJS also has an interest in seeing the source of rivers especially our local river Wye. I’ve told him many times that river sources by and large are deeply uninteresting affairs at least visually if not esoterically. The photo below is the Source of the Wye which I think proves my point. Just some wet grass that turns into bog that turns into a snall stream and so on. However he seemed very excited to see it and that’s the main thing

cadair Idris, cardigan bay, maesnant, nant-y-moch, pen cerrig tewion, plynlimon, Y Garn, drosgol, hengwm, nant-y-moch, plynlimon, pumlumon fach

cadair Idris, cardigan bay, maesnant, nant-y-moch, pen cerrig tewion, plynlimon, Y Garn, drosgol, hengwm, nant-y-moch, plynlimon, pumlumon fach

We enjoyed a lunch on the slopes and varied the walk by taking in the dam at Llyn Llygad Rheidol

cadair Idris, cardigan bay, maesnant, nant-y-moch, pen cerrig tewion, plynlimon, Y Garn, drosgol, hengwm, nant-y-moch, plynlimon, pumlumon fach

It actually felt warm enough (at least out of the water) for a swim but we declined!

cadair Idris, cardigan bay, maesnant, nant-y-moch, pen cerrig tewion, plynlimon, Y Garn, drosgol, hengwm, nant-y-moch, plynlimon, pumlumon fach

cadair Idris, cardigan bay, maesnant, nant-y-moch, pen cerrig tewion, plynlimon, Y Garn, drosgol, hengwm, nant-y-moch, plynlimon, pumlumon fach

We ended the day by joining the Funsters in Aberystwyth where it was gorgeously warm and sunny if a little crowded. Most of the West Midlands and Merseyside had taken the chance for a day out by the sea judging by the accents. The first coastal weekend of the year but not the last…

Beach and Coastal Walking – Llangranog Easter 2013   12 comments

After my little jaunt up Plynlimon it was appropriate to spend some quality family time with TBF and the kids. It was another splendid day and we opted for some beach and coast activity down at Llangrannog on the Mid-Wales coast. It’s a splendid little place with a coast and beaches to rival anywhere in the UK. I wanted to explore the headland of Ynys Lochtyn just up the coast which has always looked enticing on the map.


We got lucky with a spot on the small pub car park near the beach, and we were straight onto the sand as the tide was out. The sun was beaming down and the sky a clear blue but it was extremely cold, a combination of the still cold easterly air flow and proximity to chilled winter sea

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Llangrannog Beach

The views on the beach and up and down the coast were amazing and we spent a happy hour just pithering about and clambering on the rocks, enjoying our first proper beach day of the year

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Llangrannog Beach

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Family Fun

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Sunny and Cold

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

South towards Aberporth

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Sand and Sky

We sat on the rocks on the beach around the corner from the village. The kids like this spot as it gets cut off by the high tide so it’s considered a secret beach 🙂

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Cold Lunch on the Beach

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

View from the Coast path

It was pretty chilly down on the sand so we warmed up with a steep climb up the 100 plus steps at the back of the beach to the coast path. Away from the sea it was markedly warmer, almost spring-like and were soon down to shirt-sleeves.

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

North towards Ynys Lochtyn

The stroll along the cliffs was splendid in the warm sunshine. We gained a new friend with an old dog from the village who seemed to be adopting a variety of people to walk with on the path, stopping to wait for us whenever we dallied. The views across Cardigan Bay and down to more secret and isolated beaches below was superb and the sea crystal clear

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Secret Beach

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Cardigan Bay

The path then carries on north towards the Welsh Newquay and we pitched down onto the grassy headland of Ynys Lochtyn. Away from the easterly wind it was pleasant and warm and we settled down onto the cropped grass for a long laze in the sun

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Ynys Lochtyn

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Relaxing on Ynys Lochtyn

It’s a superb spot with a grassy spread a golf green-keeper would be proud of. We snoozed, brewed up, strolled, watched the sea birds and tried to spot some dolphins and seals that the coast is known for but without any success. It was still a cracking place to while away an afternoon, something of a contrast with my adventures in Ardgour the previous weekend

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn


Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Ynys Lochtyn

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Pen Dinas Hill Fort

As always with a perfect afternoon you have to head back. TBF and TJF headed back to the beach while me and TJS walked to the top of Pen Dinas Hill Fort for an elevated view of the coast and an exceedingly steep descent back down again

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Ynys Lochtyn

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Pen Dinas Hill Fort

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Ynys Lochtyn

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

View north along the coast

The sun was casting its golden road across Cardigan Bay, leading to the Preseli Hills and Pembrokeshire

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Cardigan Bay

We had time for another play on the beach, watching the tide come in, skimming stones and dodging the waves as it pushed against the cliffs

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Llangrannog Bay

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

Tide’s in!

Llangranog, Ynys Lochtyn

End of a good day

Happy with our day out we headed to our caravan home for a chippy tea – marvellous!

Posted June 4, 2013 by surfnslide in Family Trips, Mid Wales, Wales, Walking

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Evening in the Snow – Plynlimon Easter 2013   10 comments

I know everyone is enjoying the balmy heat and sunshine of May – yes I know the weather is crap but we can all dream – but I’d like to take you back to a time of cold, frost and snow that was still dominating over Easter. After my Scottish adventures it was time for family time down at my parents caravan in Wales. The power of mobile broadband meant that I could “work at home” from the caravan on the Friday while the kids enjoyed a day on the beach. At 4pm I’d done my day in front of the laptop and it was time for a stroll. It had clouded up during the day but it was still bright so I headed up into the mountains just inland to climb Plynlimon. You can get the car up to 1000 feet and it’s a relatively short walk so it’s ideal for a late afternoon start.

My progress to my planned start point at Maesnant Farm was abruptly halted by a huge bank of snow drifted across the road. I may be could have ploughed through it, but this is not a spot to get stuck so I just left the car on the grass verge and headed off on foot

Maesnant, Plynlimon, Nant-y-Moch

No access for cars!

The sky was beginning to clear again and the low angle of sun was creating some superb vista’s and light effects on the reservoir and the snow. Great thing about a late walk is you get the mountains all to yourself and this was the case today as I saw not a soul from start to finish

Maesnant, Plynlimon, Nant-y-Moch

Maesnant road

Maesnant, Plynlimon, Nant-y-Moch

Nant-y-Moch from the Maesnant road

Plynlimon, Nant-y-Moch

Looking towards the coast from the Maesnant stream

The common route of ascent to the summit is from the south on the A44 but on my previous visit a couple of years back I discovered an unmarked path leading from the road-head along the Maesnant stream all the way to the summit. It’s a superb little path enlivened by some little waterfalls at the bottom and the broad valley higher up as it approaches the summit.



I fairly romped up the path, picking out the soft snow and ice where I could find it and savouring the expanding views over the coastal hills to Cardigan Bay beyond. I had my skis with me in the car and there was almost enough snow to tour right to the summit. A few days earlier and the conditions would have been perfect but today there were enough gaps and it was too late to be messing about on skis. Having said that the steep west face that was holding a superb bank of snow would have made for an awesome descent. Another day

Plynlimon, Pen Cerrig Tewion

Across to Pen Cerrig Tewion


Stunning light on the snow

As I approached the summit the snow cover was pretty full and it was just sensational to be up on the summit at 6pm, alone and with the crunch of icy snow underfoot


Approaching the summit

The views all around were majestic


More stunning effects


Summit ridge


Northwest to the austere moorlands that hold the sources of the Wye and Severn


South from the summit


Southwest towards Pembrokeshire

Plynlimon, Nant-y-Moch

Across Nant-y-Moch to Cardigan Bay

I settled in out of the wind for a brew and savoured the scene. 2 hours earlier I’d been stuck in the caravan working and now I was on a sunny, snow covered mountain with a full 360 degree panorama to call my own. The setting sun was creating a myriad of images and the effects on the snow were magical. I took time out for a couple of smug phone calls to GM and TBF, the latter was instructed to get my tea ready for 8pm – bless her!


Handsome fellow…

Plynlimon, Cadair Idris

North to Cadair Idris

Light was fading fast and it was pretty cold so I had to reluctantly head down. I took a last lingering look at the west face and imagined myself skiing down it although from the top it looked pretty steep. Happy with my imagination I strode down


Across the west face

Plynlimon, Nant-y-Moch

The sun starts to set

Plynlimon, Nant-y-Moch

Golden Light

The sky was pretty clear by now so the views just got better. The mountains turned deep reddish brown and the low sunlight reflecting of the lake was magnificent


Nameless Lakes

Plynlimon, Y-Garn


Plynlimon, Nant-y-Moch

Setting Sun

With such a short walk I was able to linger every few hundred strides and take it all in. All too soon the car beckoned and I was back at my transport home (via a very deep snow-hole and a pulled calf muscle for my trouble). I sat and watched the sun set behind the mountains and drove home to my tea – sausages, mash and onion gravy – just the thing to finish off a cracking evening stroll

Maesnant, Plynlimon, Nant-y-Moch

Time to go home

Enjoy the slideshow with a slice of blues

Romancing the Stones – The Preseli Hills   16 comments

I used to work as a sales rep for a small company that sold plastic building products (they were famous for their yellow buckets which my so-called friends found disproportionately amusing for some reason). Most of south Wales was on my patch and one very dark, grey and dreary afternoon I drove across the high road over the Preseli Hills and saw them as nothing more than a drab bit of moorland and never gave them another thought as a walking destination. In my quest to visit the lesser known corners of our uplands I thought it was time to give them a proper look on foot. As you’ll see, neglecting them for so long was an error.

Preseli Hills, Foeldrygarn, Preseli Hills

Preseli Hills from Foeldrygarn

We’ve been spending our October half-terms in my parents caravan at Clarach Bay for the past couple of years. When I say “we”, TBF and the kids spend the week while muggins goes to work and only spends the weekends away. This year was no exception and I’ll post up about the family times in an upcoming report. On the first Sunday the weather forecast was looking great so I agreed with TBF that I’d head out early for a morning walk while they went swimming and be back to spend the afternoon with them. I was up early on a cold, clear and frosty morning which when living in a caravan means a very cold making of breakfast and sandwiches with my gloves on – caravans are not great providers of early morning warmth.

Foeldrygarn, Preseli Hills


It’s an hour’s drive down the Ceredigion coast and the day’s weather and the views were absolutely superb. I arrived at the small and chilly parking area just outside Crymych before 9 and eagerly headed off towards the hills under a deep blue sky.

5.5 miles, 550 feet of ascent

The Preseli hills are arranged as long broad ridge arrayed east-west and I was headed first for the most easterly top Foeldrygarn (the  rounded or bare hill of the three cairns). The car park is quite high up and the summit less than 400m so it only took 20 minutes to reach the summit, crowned with 3 huge bronze-age burial cairns and the remains of an iron-age hill fort.

Ceredigion Coast, Foeldrygarn, Preseli Hills

Ceredigion Coast from Foeldrygarn

The views were breathtaking and revealed the majesty that are the Preseli Hills. A rolling ridge of grassy tops crowned by a succession of rock outcrops marching westwards. Out west was the Ceredigion coast and Cardigan Bay and the patchwork of fields in between.

Foeldrygarn, Preseli Hills

North from Foeldrygarn

It just begged to be walked and had an impression of remoteness and altitude that belied its proximity to the coastal resorts and modest height. Foeldrygarn itself is an impressive little mountain in its own right, bristling with rocky outcrops of its own and numerous winding paths. It’s another to add my list of “Small mountains with disproportionately great views”. On a calm summers evening it would make a magnificent spot for wild camp.

Foeldrygarn, Preseli Hills


Foeldrygarn, Preseli Hills


I was eager to explore so I was away and positively bounding with enthusiasm. My inherent laziness crept in though as I sought to cut the corner on my way to the next summit. What I got for my trouble was wet feet as I discovered another of the Preseli charms – they are seriously boggy and wet. I retreated from a tussocky swamp to the path I should have been on in the first place thinking it would be drier. These hills however are made of sterner – and wetter – stuff and every yard of path was either boggy, squelchy or just water, or a combination of all three. Not a place for trail shoes 🙂

Carn Gyfrwy, Preseli Hills

Carn Gyfrwy

Still it wasn’t in any way detracting from the views which were still amazing. The next rocky tor is Carn Gyfrwy, a grassy mound topped with jagged rocks that gave a fine view across the nearer tors to the higher summits beyond. Onwards across the grassy boulder strewn summit towards Carn Menyn and a quintessential piece of British history.

Carn Menyn, Preseli Hills

Carn Menyn

It was from here that the bluestones (or spotted dolerite to be more correct) that form Stonehenges inner circle were taken. Each one weighed an estimated 4 tonnes and was transported over 200 miles to where they now stand. Still, no-one knows why they were taken such a huge distance from this particular spot or more importantly how. As I stood alone amongst the rocks it makes you think what a strange and wonderful history we have in the most sublime and unexpected of places.

Carn Menyn

Carn Menyn, Preseli Hills

This section of the ridge was rippled with rocky tors and I wandered amongst them, fascinated by their shapes against the backdrop of the blue sky. In the distance I noticed a group and an argo-cat clearly out hunting. I’ve heard a few worrying tales of unfriendly landowners with guns of late so my pace slowed and I felt a little apprehensive as I headed towards them. However I heard no gunshots and by the time I reached the summit of Carn Bica and the Beddarthur stone circle they were long gone. Beddarthur is another supposed burial-place of King Arthur (blimey that bloke covered some ground) and the local legend tells of him and his happy band chasing a giant wild boar called Twrch Trywyth across the hills.

Carn Gyfrwy, Carn Menyn, Carn Bica, Preseli Hills

Carn Gyfrwy, Carn Menyn from Carn Bica

As I sat on the top for a breather I unfurled the map. I had thought I could reach Foel Cwncerwyn (the highest point) or even Cerrig Lladron at the western end of the ridge. It was clearly a ludicrous plan given I only had half a day. The ridge looked inviting but rather than race to the top I thought it a better plan to wander back through the tors to Foeldrygarn and take a leisurely lunch on the summit. The full ridge traverse would have to wait for another day.

Foel Cwncerwyn, Carn Bica, Preseli Hills

Foel Cwncerwyn from Carn Bica

The problem with the these hills is that there is no obvious circular route – unless you fancy a long road walk along its southern flanks. As I wandered back it occurred to me that I am a little preoccupied with not retracing steps when I plan walks but without a good reason why. The views in the reverse direction were different to those on the outward leg and every bit as good. The same tors I’d examined took on a new character. I suppose where there is an obvious circular route it will always draw you on but this walk was telling me that when there isn’t one, simply retracing your steps is not necessarily a bad thing. I’d be interested to hear anyone else’s view on this topic.

I saw my first walkers of the day on the summit of Foeldrygarn (although I had passed a couple of very energetic and very muddy mountain bikers) but they soon departed leaving the summit all to myself.

Foeldrygarn, Preseli Hills

Lunch on Foeldrygarn

Foeldrygarn, Preseli Hills

South from Foeldrygarn

I found a cracking grassy shelf amongst the rocks, sheltered from the wind with views out to the coast and along the ridge. The summit of Foel Cwncerwyn had a huge bank of cloud like an alien spaceship sitting over it. Perhaps that was how they moved those stones 🙂

Foel Cwncerwyn, Preseli Hills

chariots of the gods!

Foeldrygarn, Preseli Hills

Alone with his thoughts (and a brew)

Time to make the short walk back to the car and head home for some family time. I was home by 2 and back out again for another walk on the local coastal hill – but that’s another post….

October by the sea   7 comments

As you may know from my Childhood Revisited post, my parents now have a caravan by the sea at Clarach Bay on the Welsh coast. Just like me when I was young, my own kids now have the chance to spend extra weekends and holiday time by the coast.


D pithers on the beach

We now have a regular holiday there during the October half term week (when I say we, I mean Jane and the kids, I only have enough holiday to go for the weekends). Caravans can be a trifle chilly this time of year but once the you get it warmed up it’s pretty cosy and snug. The kids just love staying in a caravan, something really exciting about it that I remember fondly myself.


Fun in the van


Constitution Hill and Aberystwyth


L practises her writing

When we have our main family beach holidays everything is a bit manic as we tend to stay all day which means packing picnics and a whole heap of beach paraphernalia. When we are at Clarach, it’s all a bit more relaxed as the beach is only a few minutes walk away.


L pottering

We tend to get up late, have a leisurely breakfast and then just pop out before and after lunch for a potter on the beach, a walk along the cliffs or a short drive into Aberystwyth for a stroll (or cycle) along the promenade.


Aberystwyth & Cliff Railway


Beach Sunset


D & L on the pier, Aberystwyth

Mind you, the planner in me has already had the maps out and there are plenty of local places to explore. You’ll see some of these in later posts with walks around the Pen Dinas Hill and the Nant-y-Moch reservoir and the Hafod Estate. There are other numerous short walks in the local hills and along the coast and some stunning beaches to explore. Of course for yours truly there are endless possibilities for proper mountain days. I’ve already taken a stroll up Plynlimon and there are limitless other possibility in the wild and beautiful Cambrian mountains. Cadair Idris, the Arans, The Rhinogs and the main Snowdonia mountains are all within a 1.5 hour drive

One of my usual musical slide shows below with some family type stuff. Detailed posts of some of the days out mentioned above to follow

Childhood revisited   3 comments

When I was just a wee lad, my grandparents had a caravan at Clarach Bay on the Cardigan Bay coast in mid-Wales. I spent huge chunks of my childhood holidays there and I got to know every part of the beach, every cave, the best places to go crabbing, best places to swim, best places for chestnuts and conkers in the woods. The caravan was only a few strides from the beach. I have some great memories and I was such a lucky lad to get to spend so much time there.

Sadly as my grandparents grew older they had to give up the caravan. Last year however my parents got their own slice of caravan heaven back at Clarach Bay so a new generation of the family are now enjoying the privilege of their own home by the sea that we can visit whenever we can. I’m really pleased that my mom and dad are really making use of it in their later years and spend weeks at a time down there. My dad in particular still hasn’t worked out that his retirement years are for relaxing and taking it easy. When he’s at home he’s always dashing about but down there he can truly relax – it’s a weight off the minds of all the family

So after our mammoth trip to France we needed a take it easy weekend to wind down so we joined my mom and dad for a quiet weekend there. We did nothing dramatic other than potter on the beach, dig around for crabs and had a happy time chucking stones at the riverbank to make it collapse.


Me ad D on Clarach Beach


Fun with Pebbles

Give me some beach pebbles and something to throw them at I’m like a pig in muck.


Taking it WAY too seriously - again!

We also took a walk along the coast towards Borth above the low cliffs, another of my favourites from years gone by.


View south across Cardigan Bay


View North towards Borth and southern Snowdonia

It was pretty windy while we were there so we took a trip into the nearby town of Aberystwyth to watch the waves.


Time your run!

They were huge although not bouncing against the sea walls and throwing spray over anyone dumb enough not to be paying attention. This was a favoured activity when I was a kid, hanging over the rails and then running like hell when a wave hit to avoid a soaking. They were fine times.


L and my Mom and Dad taking risks

Aberystwyth has a fine promenade and we walked from one end to the other and back watching the waves


L and Aberystwyth seafront

The kids had a fine time being chased up the beach by the waves


Running the waves

Afterwards me and D walked back to the caravan over Constitution Hill with its cliff railway. It’s a great route with some quality views back over the town and along the coast.


Aberystwyth from Constitution Hill


Clarach Bay from Constitution Hill

It’s always funny to think back on how these walks used to be so much longer and the cliffs so much higher when I was a kid. Walking to Aber (as we used to call it) was a major undertaking yet today we walked back in less than  an hour. On a clear day you can see Cadair Idris, Snowdon and the hills of the Lleyn Peninsula including the little Carn Fadryn that you may remember we climbed in the summer.

Jane and the kids are down there at the moment so expect more Clarach Bay posts coming soon. For now hope you enjoyed the photos and my childhood recollections

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