Showing posts with label Wales. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wales. Show all posts

Sunday, 17 June 2018

Slightly windy Wales then back to Brum

Giant badger at the Welsh wildlife centre
Thursday dawned windy and slightly damp, so heading away from the coast seemed to make sense. We hadn’t been north either, so up to the Welsh wildlife centre in Cardigan we went (Welsh wildlife centre). Lots of interesting walks in a variety of habitats, with the opportunity to see many birds, otters and water buffalo! As it was, we did see lots of birds, some we could identify, some not, but no kingfisher and no otter (but that’s not really a surprise!), except as carved wood. Water buffalo we did see, which was a bit unusual, apparently they had been imported as they will eat pretty much everything, so are not as picky as horses and cows, and they are used to rice paddy fields so don’t get foot rot. It would appear they are doing a grand job of maintaining the plant variety, despite not being ‘local’!
View from the Mallard Hide. Don't look much like ducks
Ron. This was actually in the Heron Hide 

We had a lie in on Friday as we had to ring about the boat trip at 11.00, sadly it was still too windy, so puffins were off, a real shame, but no one really wanted to be out if it was too rough! Newport Beach then, a little more of the coastal path where we saved the life of a toad, it was being writhed about by a snake which slithered off as we tried and failed to get phones out to take pictures! Lunch on the rocks watching surfing/life saving lessons for a class of school kids, P.E. Was never like that when I was at school, before walking on the beach, the tide was finally out enough, but it was still windy, my ears can confirm....
In the Bara Brith cafe for tea and...bara brith

Tea and cake at the cafe/art gallery recommended to us on day one. Very pleasant, and the first proper stop for tea and cake all week, surprisingly! Last night, and I was allowed a night off as the club house at the cottage was open. It was good to pop in and see the locals, have a pint of local beer and an unpretentious dinner! With that it was all over, we’d walked miles with amazing views, eaten well, drunk a few glasses of wine, done a jigsaw, played scrabble and completed a few crosswords. What mores is holidaying about?
Walking on Newport beach

The journey home wasn’t as good as the journey there, apart from anything else it was raining, reminding us how luck we’d been, a week in Wales and only rain on one overnight?!

Today we have spent ‘sorting’! What to take to the mobilehome for the first night, this all has to go in the car, to Abi’s, into her car and down to Warminster. So not too much, but we do want to put the van through its paces, cooking, showering, etc, so testing the quality of the handover, and the quality of our memories! Tomorrow is going to be a very steep learning curve, with general stuff like emptying the toilet to specific stuff about power supplied from the solar panel! That’s not to mention actually driving and manoeuvring it!

We will then drive back to mothers to try to fit everything else we want in on Tuesday, staying locally, before heading up to Scotland on Wednesday.

It’s all very exciting!
The toad we rescued after the attacking snake slithered off. There's a bit of blood by his front right foot
Dinas Head is the rising land to the right, our first walk last Monday. That ominous looking cloud didn't bring any rain, but it looked like it might
That little lump of rock in the sea was marked on the map as 'Cat Rock'. We made a special walk along the coastal path to see it. Doesn't look much like a cat to us, the wind had picked up, is was fairly cold and late afternoon, time for tea and cake!
Art! It was an old slate quarry on one of the walks in the Welsh wildlife park

Wednesday, 13 June 2018

Dinas Cross, Pembrokeshire, Wales

Our last week before the start of our new life in a motorhome. Well, I say 'last week', in fact we head up to Scotland next week in it until early August, just to try everything out and get used to life on the road, we'll then be back in our car, having parked the motorhome in its secure storage near Alvechurch and will be housitting in the UK until our final, real departure and life on the road sometime in the autumn. However, the anticipation of collecting our motorhome and heading off in it is very exciting, but we're also apprehensive - will it be too big, will we like it and will eveything work as we hope? It's all new to us (except our trip to New Zealand and Australia in 2012-13 when we rented two small Toyota Hi-Tops for 6 months in NZ and 3 in Australia, see: Trip 1 - NZ and Australia) and we know nothing!

Our cottage in Wales
So just before we do all that, we're having a holiday in Dinas Cross, Pembrokeshire in an old stone cottage with Jackie's mum, Pauline. We drove here on Sunday after saying 'goodbye' to Daisy cat in our last housesit in Edgbaston and collecting Pauline from her house in Alvechurch. With boot crammed with all our stuff we headed off down the M42, M5, M50 and M4 to Swansea and finally Dinas Cross on the north Pembroke coast, arriving at the cottage on the Caravan Park at about 4:00pm (see: 52.01766, -4.8951). The sun was shining, it was warm, Jackie cooked us dinner, we opened the wine and relaxed, we're on holiday! We know every day is a holiday for us, but somehow, being at the seaside really does feel like a holiday.

The little bay at Cwm-yr-Eglwys
Dinas Cross is midway between St Davids cathedral city in the west and Cardigan in the east and our cottage is next to a footpath through woods that leads to the Pembrokeshire Coastal Path heading east and west of us and, ahead Dinas Head or Island, a peninsular rising to 147m with fabulous views out to sea and back looking along the rocky headland of north Pembrokeshire.



Our walk round Dinas Head and our cottage location
That was our target for Monday, our first day and we set of in slightly hazy sunshine along the footpath, bumping into 83 year old granny walking her 'men in black' dog. Wow, she could talk, we had her life story in half an hour, in particular we heard about one of her grandchildren who plays in the Welsh Rugby team, pity we don't follow Rugby, but she told us anyway! Onwards to the little beach at Cwm-yr-Eglwys and the ruined church, destroyed by a huge storm in October 1859 that swept away most of the church and a vast chunk of land, also wrecking the Royal Charter and 113 other ships along the coast.
The ruined church at the beach
Cue second chat of the day with man launching his rib into the bay to collect lobster pots, another 15 minute chat, then another lady walking her dog, another 10 minutes. Will we get this walk done, we haven't even started yet! Anyway, up and over the hill with little complaining from Jackie or Pauline, confronted with ever improving views now in full sunshine ending at a trig point with all round views. We're glad we did it anti-clockwise as the decent down to Pwllgwaelod Beach was pretty steep, but we made it OK, found the Old Sailor pub by the beach 'closed due to unforseen circumstances' so walked back up the steep hill back home (much complaining from Pauline by this time!). Lovely walk, 12.5km and 211m of ascent.

Views of the coast on the way down from Dinas Head
Jackie helping her mum over a rocky bit
Tuesday we went to St Davids, Britains smallest city with a magnificent 12th century cathedral and Wales' holiest site (read about it here: St Davids). Our main motivation being to organise a boat trip to one of the islands (in the end we opted for a trip to Skomer Island on Friday as we want to see Puffins there and that day is the best weather forecast). However we found it a really interesting, lively little place. The cathedral was fabululos (apparently it was built in a dip in the ground so the Vikings couldn't see it), we didn't go round the ruins of the Bishops Palace, but could see it next to the cathedral, but we did visit St Nons Bay where stands St Nons well and St Nons Chapel, believed to be the birthplace of St David (see: St David - history). It was a little further out of St Davids than I thought so I was on the verge of incurring the wrath of Pauline, but it was a sunny day and the views out to the coast were stunning, even if they couldn't be bothered to walk the final 50m to see the well, preferring to wait on a wall while I walked down there myself.

Walking down to Pwllgwaelod beach from Dinas Head
Foxgloves on the coastal path
Today is Wednesday and we spent the day over to the north of Fishguard at Strumble Head and walking along a bit more of the dramatic coast path. There's an impressive lighthouse at the head, still apparently working as its light was flashing even during the day, so we couldn't cross the bridge onto the little island on which it stands as Trinity House, who run all UK lighthouses still operating, forbid entry. So we looked round the headland, visited a shelter where there was a very knowledgeable volunteer with long zoom lens camera who visits every day to monitor and photograph porpoises in the bay. Apparently this bay has Europe's largest quantity of porpoises, he reckons between 800 and 1000, of which he can see as few as 5 in a day up to 100 or more. We saw none, they'd all been there earlier when the receding tide draws fish and nourishment up from the deep for them to feed on. Ah well, we did a 9km circular walk along the cliffs and back catching sights of Razorbills and quite a few grey seals, one of which was lounging on a rock in a bay with two of his mates swimming round trying to get on the rock with it without success.

St Davids cathedral
Another lovely day and home in time for wine, just before a shower of rain. Another walk planned for tomorrow and our boat trip to see puffins planned for Friday, its turning into a good week!

Slightly sad end, we heard little 19 year old Frodo cat who we sat for in Epsom while Richard and Helen went to Peru two weeks ago has had to be put down. She was just too old and frail and had stopped eating and drinking. Very sad!



Inside the cathedral
St Nons well, said to have sprung up during a thunderstorm when St David was born
Solva Woollen Mill, a restored working mill weaving their own range of floor rugs
The very noisy working weaving machine
Strumble Head lighthouse
Grey seals relaxing in Pwlluog Bay
Jackie helping Pauline negotiate a ford
Porthsychan Bay, one of the many deserted bays we passed on our Strumble Head walk
Our Strumble Head walk
Me and Pauline. Couldn't get her to look at the camera though
Nearly forgot to mention this plaque at Fishguard Harbour about the last invasion of Britain on 22nd February 1797 by French troops who surrendered 2 days later at Goodwick Sands
A final picture of little Frodo cat, cuddling up on Jackies lap just two weeks ago. RIP little one


Friday, 18 September 2015

More Anglesey



It’s the end of our second week on Anglesey, much cooler (15 C daytime temperatures) and changeable but with good spells of sunshine, so we’ve been out again exploring as well as thoroughly enjoying all the animals we’re looking after.

Jackie with Lloyd, her old university friend
During our time here things are changing in the world, the Syrian refugee crisis is in full swing with Europe seemingly unable to reach any agreement in how to tackle it, Jeremy Corbyn has been elected to leader of the UK Labour party, causing a huge interest in politics, which can only be a good thing, our friends Simon and Diane, who we met in Vietnam last November have returned from their year away and, on a more personal level, we have arranged a Solihull Mountaineering Club ski trip to St Jean D’Aulps for next March, staying at our friends Simon and Cassie’s chalet, just down the hill from where we’ll be staying for the next ski season. Things are coming together and, tomorrow we leave Anglesey without seeing Ken and Angela and drive down to see Richard and Judith for our month or so stay at Redmarley D’Abitot.

Ginge and Tomas
We’ll be sad not to see Ken and Angela return from their holiday in Scotland, but they don’t expect to be back in Anglesey until about 5pm and, by then we need to be down in Redmarley, so need to leave here about 1:00pm, leaving dogs dozing on the sofas, Bobbie chatting away in his cage and the cats in and out through the kitchen window as they want. It’ll seem strange not seeing them and we’ll be really sorry to leave here, despite the full house. 




Bobbie carefully takes a piece of pear from Jackie
Not only have we met many very friendly locals who have made us very welcome, we’ve become quite attached to all the animals here. Minnie had to come on the bed a shivering wreck in the middle of last night following a clap of thunder, Jackie found the way to Bobbie’s heart when she found how partial he is to apple and pears, taking a piece gently from her hand when she happened to walk in with a piece and she has really bonded with the cats, particularly old Ginge, who just wants fuss and strokes and for Jackie to brush him.

And thoroughly enjoys it!
Caernarfon Castle
Since last weekend the high pressure moved away, we had some rain over the weekend and on Monday so Jackie decided the time was right to contact her old university friend Lloyd and drive into Bangor to meet up with him. I went along to keep her company, hear all her reminiscences as we drove round town and to give her an ‘out’ just in case the conversation didn’t flow freely with someone she hasn’t see for nearly 30 years. In the end it wasn’t a problem, we met in a pub in the town, drank coffee, had some lunch, Jackie had a good catch up with her old friend and we learnt a lot about travelling Europe in a campervan, which is what he does a lot of now he has retired.

Inside the castle, showing the circular platform of the investiture
Better weather from Tuesday onwards meant we were out every day, but back around 3:30pm each day to take doggies for their daily walks over the forestry. We had a plan of things we wanted to see and now the weeks over we haven’t seen them all, but we’ve had a good stab at it, we’ll just have to come back again, maybe even stopping here again next year if Ken and Angela ask us.


The Eagle Tower at the castle
On Tuesday we visited Caernarfon castle, just across the Menai Straits on the mainland and what a great visit that was. The town is fascinating in itself and the monumental castle, build by Edward I in the thirteenth century is fabulous and well worth a visit, the additional benefit for me was that I got a senior citizen discount. The circular platform used for the investiture of Prince Charles as Prince of Wales in 1969 is still in the open area in the centre of the castle and we had great views from the tops of the towers of the town, Anglesey and the mountains of Snowdonia, the many climbs of spiral staircases gave us the added benefit of a good workout too!










At the ruined windmill on Parys Mountain
On Wednesday we visited Parys Mountain, just inland from Amlwch, north-east Anglesey, which is a huge old copper mining area, both open cast and deep mines. Doesn’t sound appealing, but it was very interesting, the wild scenery of brightly coloured acidic rock, equally bright lichens and acid tolerant purple heather growing in abundance, the ruined mining buildings, rusting machinery, even an old windmill and vast open cast holes in the ground. It’s really ‘other worldly’ and, apparently an episode of Dr Who was filmed here, depicting him landing on an alien planet, as long as you get the angles right and keep out the blue sea, green rolling hills and modern wind turbines in the distance we can quite see it!

One of the old open cast mines at Parys Mountain
The bay near Pentraeth
Had a quick chat with a couple who turned up in a campervan of the type we envisage buying at some point and quizzed them about their van and their experiences and then we headed off east along the coast to a place called Pentraeth to follow part of a published circular walk to the coast and back. Met more friendly local people who told us about an excellent 12 mile coastal walk from Amlwch to Cemaes that we should do (have to leave it until a future visit), before returning to get sleeping dogs excited for their walk!

Coastal walk at Pentraeth
The WI building in LlanfairPG, formed on 16th September 1915
We had seen the building where the first Womens Institute in the UK meet, but never actually stopped to take a photo, decided we would, just as Steve Wright on Radio2 announced it was the 100th anniversary of the first meeting today, just as we were passing, so it seemed only right to pop in for a chat and a look at their museum. Was disappointed not to be offered tea and biscuits despite the plate of biscuits on the table! Perhaps we are just not the right sort!

Some old WI memorabilia in their museum
Waiting for our boat (in the distance) at Beaumaris quay
For yesterday we had planned a visit to Beaumaris castle and a drive and walk out to Trwyn Du, the point in the north east of the island overlooking Puffin Island, but when we got to Beaumaris our plans changed. Instead we took a 1.5 hour boat trip on the Island Princess boat to and round Puffin Island after speaking to someone in a kiosk at the harbour. Jackie got me another senior citizen discount while I parked the car and we joined quite a few others at the quayside for a great trip with two very knowledgeable and able guides. We managed to see seals, shags, cormorants and many other birds (but no puffins) on Puffin Island, now a bird sanctuary, plus a couple of porpoises swimming around the Perch Rock lighthouse.

Seals on the beach of Puffin Island
Puffin Island
Instead of visiting Beaumaris castle (once you’ve seen one you’ve seen them all – but it did look really good) we visited the old courthouse and the old gaol on recommendation of the guy in the kiosk (that was after going for hot chocolate in a tea shop and bumping into the couple with the campervan we’d seen the day before), both really interesting and well worthwhile. We’ve come a long way since the mid 1800’s, life was pretty cruel and hard in those days!

Perch Rock lighthouse
Today is a day in with all the animals to catch up with things, write the blog and start packing and cleaning ready for our trip out of here tomorrow. See you in Redmarley D’Abitot…







That there is a porpoise swimming close to the lighthouse

Jackie listening to the audio commentary in the old courthouse at Beaumaris

Sionyn and Tomas sharing a moment, showing dogs and cats can get on

Minnie sitting on Sionyn, who doesn't mind a bit

'Old girl' Cassie showing that she can still act like a puppy!

Tomas decided the new towels provided for us were much more comfortable than his bed. We used different towels! By the way, that's not a real duck!