Leaving the Welsh Borders, we headed to deepest, darkest Welsh Wales, well the Pembrokeshire Coast. The sky teased us with alternate blue and then heavy showers.
Our journey was fairly tortuous as for an hour we were stuck behind a slow moving convoy transporting wind turbine structures. After about 20+ miles they pulled into a lay-by to let what must have been a huge queue past. We were only 10 vehicles behind so at least we knew what was holding us up.
Our campsite is set above the sea at Trath Mwnt. When we first started down the winding narrow lane to the campsite, the sea mist was swirling and we could just catch glimpses of the sea, but by the time we arrived it had cleared and was replaced by intermittent showers and blue sky. The bay is flanked by a real ‘hill shaped’ hill which we climbed and then decided to go for a swim. No 1 husband popped back to motorhome to grab our swimming stuff, getting wet on the way as a random, localised shower soaked him, whilst I stayed dry just a couple of hundred yards away on the beach.
It was a glorious swim, in a beautiful bay, so calm. Dolphins had been spotted in the bay earlier in the week so fingers crossed for tomorrow’s swim. Last time I swam in Wales, was on our Bluetits Chill Swimmers Weekend, I swam with seals and 100 other naked women…but that’s another story!
We are now relaxing with the music on, watching the sunset, looking forward to our salmon & scallop supper.
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