It is but a further hour to the west where we would find ourselves at the
Pembrokeshire Coast National Park
and another fine fella. The car park was already overflowing but, after a 10 minute chat with the Voluntary Warden he removed the cones from his own berth and allowed us in and also highlighted where might be best for what we wanted to see - a very warm welcome to start!
it was considered the 'good luck' might continue after passing,
From the Sublime to the Not Even Considered in was, yes Dave again, who pointed out c2 male
flitting across the windswept heath while swatting off a batallion of
While expectations were in the lower levels, hopes were nonetheless high
cascading down the cliff-face, a new one on me as
before leaving the tranquilty of the LONE YACHTSMAN
to round the western point of Skokholm.
A Round Trip of approximately 440 miles but - OH, WHAT a DAY
which we feel sure your friends and families would love to share!
(The latter reputed to be the final words of Humpty Dumpty before he fell off the wall!)