CV – Rhosneigr to Trearddur

Hasteful MammalTHE last weekend in July witnessed my return to Rhosneigr, alighting from a train in the late morning to discover, if not sunshine, then at least that the promised rain was holding off. For now, at least. 

I made my way back to the centre of the village and took the time to enjoy a leisurely late breakfast. Eventually, fully fuelled with coffee and bacon and coffee — oh, and some more coffee — I was ready to go.

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XCII – Borth to Machynlleth

Hasteful MammalWHEN I read that the weather forecast for my latest excursion would be enough heavy rain on the Friday to ensure ankle-deep mud all weekend plus recurring heavy showers just to make certain, I was not in any way deterred.  Nor was the Lemming, who joined me again, although it did prompt him to purchase some rather more waterproof footwear. 

As it turned out, it was mostly sunny but hazy with only the occasional shower…  of hailstones.

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XC – New Quay to Llanon

Hasteful MammalAS I sit and write this, the rain intermittently pattering at my window, a steady stream of news articles is indicating that most of the coastal towns and villages that I have visited in both Wales and the West Country are, to varying extents, underwater.  We knew that more storms were coming, combining rain and gale force winds; flood warnings had been issued.  And then they combined with the pull of the moon to coincide with high tides.  The results look spectacular but are disastrous for the communities involved.

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LXX – Swansea to Penmaen

Hasteful MammalTHE THIRD day of September was the two-year anniversary of the first of these coast walks, when I walked from Gravesend to Strood.  It seemed only right to celebrate this by doing some more walking, although this time I would be making my way from Swansea onto the Gower Peninsula.

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XLII – Falmouth to Porthallow

Hasteful MammalAS IT’S been three weeks since I got back from Cornwall and I’ve let a number of other things get in the way, I thought it was about time I found some to write up some more of that week.

So I did…

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XXXVI – Bigbury-on-Sea to Plymouth

Hasteful MammalHAVING gone to bed without an alarm, I awoke at about four in the morning and vaguely snoozed until about six. I freely admit that I didn’t really want to get up and look out of the window because the dull grey half-light strongly suggested rain. By the time I had performed my ablutions and got dressed, it was a grimly unavoidable truth that Plymouth was firmly enveloped in low cloud and drizzle.

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