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    • Day 36

      Tenby — Castle Beach

      February 5 in Wales ⋅ 🌬 50 °F

      Walked a few miles this morning on the Pembrokeshire Coastal Path. Castle Beach in Tenby has been rated the best beach in the UK. Tenby became popular as a seaside resort during the Napoleonic Era when the English elite could no longer travel to the Mediterranean due to the war. Many of its buildings date from that period. Off the coast, Caldey Island can be reached by a short ferry ride and is home to a medieval monastery. Not sure if I’ll get a chance to go out there.Read more

    • Day 4

      Südwales - Prembrokshire Coastpath

      September 13, 2023 in Wales ⋅ ☁️ 18 °C

      Endlich ist die Sonne mal wieder zu sehen. Der Morgen beginnt mit Kaffee und Tee im Freien 😊. Das hatten wir lange nicht.
      Peter hat sich auf der Wanderung im Snowdonia Nationalpark eine Erkältung geholt. Trotz Kopf- und Gliederschmerzen entscheiden wir uns für einen Tag länger hier auf der Campsite, damit wir noch die Küstenwanderung nach Tenby machen können.
      Ein herrlicher Weg mit wunderschönen Ausblicken. Nicht ganz unanstrengend. Ich bin viel zu warm angezogen, da ich anscheinend noch die Kälte aus den letzten Tagen vorausgesetzt habe. Heute haben wir auf jeden Fall über 22Grad und ich schwitze fleißig.
      Tenby ist großartig. Wunderschöne bunte Fassaden, kleine Gassen zum Bummeln und ein idyllischer Hafen. Die Wanderung hat sich gelohnt.
      Wir verbringen einige Zeit in der tollen Location von der heimischen Brauerei und genießen danach im Hafen ein Brötchen mit frischem Hummerfleisch. Frisch aus dem Meer vom Ehemann der Verkäuferin gefischt.
      Der Rückweg wird ganz schön anstrengend, aber Peter möchte partout nicht Bus fahren 🥴
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    • Day 12

      Ragwen Point

      May 20 in Wales ⋅ ☀️ 15 °C

      Von meinem ruhigen Stellplatz in Pendine direkt am Meer, ging es nach dem Frühstück noch einmal hoch zum National Trust Ragwen Point, einer Steilküste mit super Aussicht. Da ich heute noch ein paar Kilometer machen muss, (die Fähre würde am Dienstag auch ohne mich fahren!) war der Ausflug allerdings kurz. Bei dem Wetter hätte ich auch noch länger bleiben können, aber das kann man ja nicht ahnen. Dann los, bis mich der erste Stau zu einem kleinen Zwischenstopp an der Severn Bridge (Die Brücke bildet die Grenze zwischen England und Wales über den River Sevan) genötigt hat. Als ich hier fertig war, war die Straße wieder frei....
      Dafür war auf dem Ring um London die Hölle los. Naja irgendwann war ich auch da durch. Die Nacht bleibe ich in Schlagdistanz zu Dover.
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    • Day 5

      Cardiff

      August 6, 2023 in Wales ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

      Nous voici au pays de Galles après 400 km et une halte à Cardiff.
      Christophe ravi de découvrir le stade de Rugby de "Arms Park", situé en pleine ville. L'ambiance doit être impressionnante lors des matchs.
      Une glace pour réconforter le chauffeur ... et la copilote !
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    • Day 38

      Manorbier > Saint David’s - 80km

      May 5 in Wales ⋅ ☁️ 13 °C

      Nous nous réveillons sous un ciel très gris.
      Le camping où nous avons passé la nuit était pour une fois bien rempli (c’est un week-end de 3 jours, le premier lundi du mois de mai étant férié au UK). Malgré les nombreux emplacements libres pour les tentes, nous étions les uns sur les autres et les campings ici coûtent chers entre 25 et 30€ la nuit.

      Objectif de la journée : remonter toute la côte Ouest du Pembrokshire. La pluie commence à tomber après quelques kilomètres. Heureusement, nous avons une éclaircie dès notre premier stop à la petite église de Saint Govan, construite entre 2 rochers dans la falaise. On raconte que cet endroit fût d’abord un repère de pirates avant de devenir un lieu saint. Malgré le temps grisâtre, l’océan est toujours aussi beau, avec ses différents tons de bleus foncés.
      Nous reprenons la route pour rejoindre la ville de Pembroke et son château, le temps n’est toujours pas au beau fixe. Nous avons toutefois à nouveau de la chance pour le déjeuner. Nous nous installons dans un parc où un cheval paître tranquillement en liberté. Ce dernier essaye toutefois de nous chiper notre nourriture à plusieurs reprises mais n’est pas méchant pour un sou.
      Nous reprenons le vélo, la pluie se remet à tomber. Encore une fois, nous profitons d’une voie verte agréable avant de rejoindre la côte. Nous nous arrêtons pour un café au chaud à Little Haven avant de remonter jusqu’à la petite ville de Solfach où nous avons réservé une place de camping.
      Les responsables du camping sont très accueillants, ils nous proposent d’utiliser la réception pour nous protéger de la pluie. Nous choisissons toutefois pour ce soir de retourner au petit port de Solfach pour dîner dans un pub : au menu 2 burgers végétariens, de quoi se réconforter avant de passer la nuit en tente sous la pluie.
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    • Day 16

      Es ist geschafft

      June 2, 2023 in Wales ⋅ ☀️ 15 °C

      Die Südküste überzeugt durch sandige Buchten und mittelalterliche Burgen bzw. Kirchen. Viele Waliser schwimmen sogar, zwar bei schönstem Sonnenschein aber doch nur 15 Grad Luft - und eher geringerer Wassertemperatur.

      Die Sonnenuntergänge sind dann doch immer wieder beeindruckend.

      Heute Mittag sind wir dann nach einer kurzen letzten Tour an unserem Ziel St David's angekommen. Von hier geht es morgen per Zug nach Cardiff und am Sonntag per Flieger nach Berlin.

      St David's ist mit 1800 Einwohnern die kleinste Stadt in Wales, hat aber die größte Kathedrale, im Mittelalter ein wichtiges Pilgerzentrum. Die sehenswerte Kathedralenbibliothek hat nur Dienstag und Freitag jeweils von 14 - 16 Uhr geöffnet. Gut, dass es Freitag war und 15 Uhr.
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    • Day 39

      Saint David's > Fishguard - 50km

      May 6 in Wales ⋅ ⛅ 14 °C

      Une nuit sous l'eau ! Il a plu quasiment tout le temps, de notre retour du restaurant au réveil le matin. Nos affaires sont humides (surtout les chaussures), la tente compliquée à faire sécher... Heureusement, nous pouvons prendre le petit déjeuner dans le bâtiment de la réception, en profitant même des radiateurs pour faire sécher comme il se peut quelques affaires.

      Il faut quand même partir pour cette journée qui s'annonce courte, et avec du beau temps ! Et on se dit que ça vaut le coup, en arrivant devant la cathédrale Saint Davids, un des plus anciens lieux monastiques de Grande-Bretagne.
      Puis on continue avec la plage de Whitesands : ils ne sont pas allés très loin pour trouver ce nom, mais c'est joli. Autre lieu, autre nom assez explicite : Blue Lagoon (Abereiddy). L'occasion de faire un selfie pour nos fans, et surtout d'admirer la couleur de l'eau et un groupe de gens s'essayer au saut dans l'eau.
      Une petite pause à Porthgain, avant de pousser jusqu'au phare de Strumble Head : un lieu loin de tout, reposant, qui marque un peu la fin de cette Celtic Road pour nous, avant de se rendre à Fishguard pour prendre notre train retour pour Cardiff...

      ... Qui est en fait supprimé ! Et oui, ici aussi ils font grève (#soutien).
      On trouve un pub pour se réconforter et se laisser le temps de trouver une solution : ce sera un train à 22h direction Swansea, nous ferons le reste du trajet le lendemain matin !
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    • Day 18

      Mumbles Meeting and Meteorology

      May 14, 2023 in Wales ⋅ ☁️ 12 °C

      Our beautiful weather had evaporated overnight.
      We woke to an overcast and foggy morning but this wasn’t really an issue as we were heading off to Mumbles (a 12 minute drive away) for the Memorial Meeting this morning at 11am.
      We arrived at Mumbles, which still meets in the same hall that Bro. John Thomas spoke in all those years ago. Its only a smallish hall, but Bro. Micheal Owen informed us that 300 people packed into the hall to hear ‘the good doctor’ give a public address.
      The meeting at Mumbles really felt like ‘home’. Apart from the Owens, we knew a number of others there, including Bro. Stephen and Sis. Ruth Palmer and Mike Movassaghi who would be known to many of the younger ones. Mike visited Australia with his brother Duncan (Spunky Dunc) many years ago, and he is now married with several children.

      Today was a special day for Mumbles. For the first time they held a picnic lunch in the grounds of the nearby Norman-era castle (doesn’t every ecclesia have a 900 year old castle in their backyard?) where a short talk was given on the significance of the 75 year anniversary of Israel becoming a nation again. This was followed by a game of ‘Rounders’ for the kids (well everyone, really).
      Interestingly, the Welsh almost completely shun cricket as a sport. Their go-to sport is ‘Rounders’ which to all intents and purposes appears indistinguishable to Softball to my untrained eye.
      At this point, we bid farewell to our wonderful friends here in The Gower as it was time to continue our journeys. John Owen had given us 3 towns of interest that were ‘mandatory viewing’ before we drove to Fishguard which was our final destination for tonight. “It will delay your arrival a little, but its worth it. And the forecast is that the weather should be fine”.
      Unquestioningly I followed his advice and as we drove away towards our first point of interest - the quaint little town of Tenby - visibility started to reduce a little and there was the odd shower of rain. Never-the-less we pressed on and Tenby came into view with a temporary clearance from rain and a very welcome coffee stop down near the harbour.
      It was now quite cold, so hunkering down in what was effectively a ‘hole-in-the-wall’ coffee shop was very welcome.
      Fortified by the warming coffee - “Make it a double shot, please” we ventured outside to snap some photos. I wanted to take a quick look around the other side of the harbour wall but Loss was more keen for a quick restroom stop, so we parted company for a few minutes.
      After snapping the required photos, I made sure I kept moving as I thought the plummeting temperatures could be about to trigger a Welsh equivalent of a ‘sheep grazier’s alert’.
      As I made my way towards the WC’s a gentleman unexpectedly called out to me “Are you looking for your wife? She’s just in there in the toilets”.
      How did he know that Loriene was my wife? Was it because we again were the only two people in jackets that were anything other than black, grey or dark blue?

      “Oh, yes” I replied “But how did you know she was my wife?” I asked.

      In his lilting Welsh accent he replied “Ah, because she came up here looking and sounding a little desperate when she realised that these here are pay toilets and she said her husband had all the money 😳and she had no cash, nothing at all, so I gave her 40p so she could . . . . “

      I thanked my new Welsh friend profusely as he disappeared up the hill and then I waited nervously outside the conveniences.
      Pay toilets are an annoyingly common occurrence here, but this time things could escalate beyond a simple annoyance. The subsequent conversation once Loriene emerged could go in a number of directions and most of those possibilities were not generating happy thoughts in my mind. While I was trying to formulate some inadequate responses as to why ready cash or other lines of credit had not been provided for such emergency situations, the ever deteriorating weather gave me the answer I needed. Disarm by distraction and protection.

      As she emerged from the facilities and before she had a chance to say anything, I rushed up throwing my arms and coat around her in a Sir Walter Raleigh-like gesture, exclaiming how cold it is out here now and for her own health and safety I must get her back inside the warmth of the car immediately.
      My plan seemed to work, because so stunned was she by my magnanimous actions that not a word was spoken about the incident.
      Or perhaps that was because it was so cold she couldn’t move her lips.

      We drove on to Solva which was the next destination on John’s ‘must-do’ list. I’m sure it is a pleasant town, but it was difficult to even see to the end of the little harbour due to the drizzle, lowering cloud base and the patchy airconditioning in the car at slow speeds. It was too unpleasant to contemplate getting out of the car, and with no thought of ignoring John’s advice (!) we motored on to our third interim destination - St. David’s.

      The drizzle was steady, the temperatures were low but we ventured out for a brisk walk from the car park to the historic Cathedral. Interestingly, St. David is officially the U.K.‘s smallest city (pop. about 1800), but it is designated as a city rather than a town or village because it has a Cathedral.
      As we arrived at its doors, they were being locked - the afternoon service has just concluded - but the caretaker must have seen our need to go inside to warm up and dry off a little - so he kindly reopened the Cathedral briefly just for us.

      It was now quickly back to the car for our final leg of the trip to Fishguard. Thoughts of a warm welcome by the hotel proprietors followed by a hearty Welsh meal in a warm venue were driving us on.

      We needed some milk and found a service station on the outskirts of town. We commented to the young lady behind the counter about the rapid deterioration in weather today.
      ‘Ah’ she said ‘Yesterday was lovely, but now we’re paying for it’
      Slightly puzzled, we asked for clarification.
      ‘Oh, welcome to Wales. You get one nice day, then you get punished for a week’

      When we arrived in Fishguard proper, the town seemed deserted. We pulled up as close to the Abergwaun Hotel as we could, but it was not possible to park right at their door. I left Loss in the car as I made my way to the front door. It was locked, with instructions to ring a number to gain access.
      I rang the number, which went to voicemail. I left a message and stood in the cold drizzle contemplating a possible ‘plan B’ if no one rang me back. Eventually my call was returned, access was gained and we moved our gear up into the room.

      Dinner options were looking pretty limited. There was a fish and chips takeaway shop that had a sign saying ‘open’. I walked up and peered in. The lights were off, the chairs stacked on tables, but when I pushed the door, it was indeed open.
      I looked around for a moment but there was clearly no one inside. I closed the door and turned around. The owner was in his car behind me, with the engine running. He called to me -
      “Sorry sir, now we are closed for the day”
      “Sure, no problem” I replied.
      I then watched him drive off for the night, clearly not worried about his door being unlocked and the ‘Open’ sign still on display.

      However, all was not lost. There was a small pub right next door to our accommodation which had some lights on and was displaying a menu. We dashed through the drizzle to the door hoping for a hearty meal in a warm and dry dining area.
      On opening the door, we immediately understood why the streets were deserted - the pub was heaving with people. As we pushed through the crowds we searched in vain for a table inside. There was one vacant table but it was reserved, probably for people who wore darkly coloured jackets.
      “There are some tables outside, sir”

      Hmmmm.

      See the last photo for our dining experience tonight.

      I had to delay typing up this blog for a while until my fingers could move in the commanded directions on the keyboard.
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    • Day 6

      Earning the well rested token

      December 6, 2022 in Wales ⋅ ⛅ 3 °C

      Oh to sleep on dry land! 😴

      Day 6 is the final day of our journey and it’s gonna be tough… we’re going to be travelling 420km using an unknown charging network, but we’re taking the route with high charging point density to mitigate any problems.

      Next stop… Nottingham!
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    • Day 19

      Broad Haven

      May 30, 2023 in Wales ⋅ ☀️ 14 °C

      Bi Broad Haven simer a de Klippe go wanderä. Mer het en herrliche Usblick uf de Strand vo Broad Haven South und d Küste im Süde. Wiiter vorne gits ganz viel versteckti Buchte und e Chile im Felse womer dure laufe muen, zum anen chline Steistrand cho zwüsched höche Klippe. S ganze Gebiet wird vom Militär gnutzt, drum het mer chli müese luege das nüt explodiert.Read more

    You might also know this place by the following names:

    Pembrokeshire, PEM, بيمبروكشاير, Пембрукшър, Sir Benfro, ペンブルックシャー, 펨브로크셔 주, Pembrukšyras, Пембрукшир, 彭布罗克郡

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