Day 6 – Whiteford Sands & Wildlife

We laced up our boots early today for one of the Gower’s more off-the-beaten-path adventures: the long but rewarding walk to Whiteford Lighthouse. Nestled at the far end of Whiteford Sands, the cast-iron lighthouse stands alone in the surf, stoic and rusted, a silent sentinel watching over the changing tides.

The journey out there is half the magic. We followed sandy trails and winding paths through dune systems and salt marshes, passing sheep grazing peacefully, wild ponies picking their way through the grasses, and countless birds overhead—curlews, oystercatchers, and the occasional heron keeping watch from the mudflats. Awen and Nessy were alert and excited the whole way, clearly enjoying every sight and scent.

The route is quiet, expansive, and utterly peaceful. At low tide, you can approach the lighthouse across the wet sands, though we kept a respectful distance and let the structure speak for itself—weather-beaten, remote, and incredibly atmospheric.

After the return hike, we treated ourselves to a well-deserved coffee and slice of cake at a charming local café. There’s something about the simplicity of a warm drink after a wild walk that just hits the spot.

Later in the afternoon, we took a gentle stroll through the marshland near Landimore. The light was soft, the paths quiet, and the scenery wide and reflective—just open space, birdsong, and the distant sound of the tide slipping in and out. Awen and Nessy trotted happily alongside us, the picture of contentment.Läs mer