Today is dull and dreary. The brilliant sunshine of the last 2 weeks has gone. I start my walk from the quay at Aberdyfi and wander around the dock for a while…
… before heading off along the beach. It’s a vast expanse of empty space, with only a few dog walkers for company.
This beach is over 3 miles long. The walkers I met yesterday expressed mixed views. The older couple found it monotonous, but the young man I met later in the day told me how he slipped off his shoes and socks and relished walking with the feel of sand beneath his soles.
I contemplate taking off my shoes and socks. But the beach seems cold and unfriendly today, so I keep my footwear on. Still, it’s nice to have soft sand underfoot.
Around the convex curve of the shore, and Tywyn comes in sight. I walk for a mile or so without any sign of the distant buildings getting any larger. I’ve overtaken the dog walkers, and they have turned back. Now the only other figure is a man walking towards me.
With few landmarks, your eyes can play tricks on you. The man gets rapidly nearer, which gives me the illusion of making rapid progress, until I realise he is running.
At one point I climb up the shingle bank at the top of the beach. Tywyn is still some way away.
Onwards, and groynes appear. The wooden ones have been demolished by the sea, with only random skeletal stumps remaining. Nearer to Tywyn are a few larger rock constructions.
I take to the path that runs along a bank above the shingle. The houses steadily grow larger. Walkers appear. It’s a shame this approach is marred by a sprawling park of green tin boxes on my right.
I reach the esplanade. Maybe it’s the dull weather, but poor old Tywyn doesn’t seem to have much going for it. Compared to Aberdyfi, which is lined with pretty buildings, this place has an incongruous mix of modern blocks, very ordinary suburban houses, and only one solitary terrace of grander looking houses (seen in the photo below).
The ancient shelter on the promenade is desperately in need of some TLC.
I find an information board, where I share my negative thoughts on Tywyn with a couple of visitors from Arizona. Turns out they used to live here, years ago, and have returned to visit some old friends. But the place has changed and they’re lost.
There are two stations at Tywyn, according to the map. This causes me some confusion, before I realise that one is the proper train station and the other is a steam railway.
Before I turn inland, I look ahead along the promenade. That is where my next walk will start. I hope the weather is better.
When I reach the station, I discover there is a 90-minute wait until the next train, so I go in search of the bus instead.
During my hunt for the bus, I meet a man who saw me setting off from Aberdyfi and he congratulates me on having walked so far. I accept his compliments (I might even have blushed a little!). But, in reality today was a very short walk. Only 5 miles. With another 1/2 mile spent trying to find transport back to Aberdyfi.
On my return journey, while riding in the bus, the sun comes out.
Miles walked today: 5.5 miles
Total along Wales Coast Path = 622 miles
Total distance around the coast: 2,229 miles