Jumpin Humpy

17.0 miles. Due to a forecast for poor wearher and dwindling supplies of cash, we elected not to retrace part of yesterday’s route out to what seemed a lovely but very exposed rocky promontory and instead head toward Rhosneigr, an allegedly large place with plenty of options for food, lodging, etc. Rhosneigr is still on the Coastal Path so we didn’t miss out on any of the seaside scenery. The forecast for high winds and rain only half-materialized, and the second half of the day was spent being buffeted about by 40-knot winds while waves pounded the high, rocky cliffs above which we were walking. Chunks of sea foam flew in the wind and settled on the cliffs and meadows, … Continue reading →

22.3 miles. We are trapped in a Victorian garden, do circles along the Angelesy coast and get lost in a three-street village. A frustrating day of mixed enjoyments. Because there are gaps in the Coastal Path we had to find our way to the next segment, about five miles from where we stayed in the town whose name is so long I will try neither to spell nor pronounce it. Doing this required a walk past a large Victorian mansion, complete with croquet lawn, and through an intricately designed garden. The grounds were lovely but we were unable to leave! Fenced and walled in all directions, we found ourselves doing circles in the gardens, searching desperately for a break in … Continue reading →