Date : Thursday 19th May 2005.
Location : Pembrokeshire and the Coast Path.
Occasion : The third part of our May holiday week.
Details : In search of tranquility, sunshine, flowers, and a night or two under canvas - the simple life ?
Weather : Slightly grey after last night's mackerel sky
An Orchid close to the Pembrokeshire Coast path.
Summer must be late because the spring flowers were still in full colour, here White Campion in profusion.
Some years a hot spring can dry out the display by this time in May, but not so this year.
Michlemas Daisies and Sea Pinks (Thrift)
Ramsey sound behind.
Yellow Vetch and the start of the summer gorse, though not warm enough today to produce their strong coconut smell.
Behind is Carn Llidi, Whitesands Bay, and St David's Head.
A short drive up the coast took us to lunch at the gallery Oriel-y-Felin at Trefin. A fine place for art, craft, cards and of course lunch.
(In addition, I've known Pauline for a long time, but it is still good and well worth a visit !)
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From there we went across to Abercasle to walk the dogs on the local section of the cliff path.
Here, the old Lime Kiln by the harbour at Abercastle.
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The headland, and its small island, Ynys Deullyn,
with Strumble Head in the distance.
More wild flowers in profusion on the headland overlooking the north Pembrokeshire coast.
the hills in the distance are Carn Llidi and Carnedd Lleithr again, but viewed this time from the north.
Rock arches and bluebells
as we turned back to the village.
On the way we diverted slightly off track to see the ancient Cromlech
or Burial Chamber of Careg Sampson, dating back to pre-Christian times.
Just along the coast, the small port of Porthgain was once a major industrial centre, producing road stone and paving for London and the world.
To guide the ships in, two large whitewashed cairns identify the harbour mouth, and make it stand out from the many false inlets here about.
The quarry overlooked the sea and supplied rock which was then crushed and sorted into the brick buildings below.
Each was a storage hopper, fed by a wooden shoot from the mineral railway behind., Large ships would enter port on the high tide to take on board the stone that would be used all around the country.
Harry's ears blown back in the increasing breeze.
On the end of the square building at the back of the Quay is one of the finest little restaurants you could ever find.
It has won awards for its fine food, and our meal there was without doubt the best we have had out in years. A beautiful location, simple but perfect decoration, good service, and great food.
If you visit the area, make time for "The Shed"
Unfortunately that breeze was to develop into a strong south westerly blow. Combined with the rain which started as we dined, it ended our idyllic campsite and we scurried back to Swansea rather earlier than expected.
The forecast for West Wales for the next few days did not include any good beach or cliff walking weather !
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