Tag Archives: hiking

184 (pm) Kidwelly to Ferryside

The dog is growling, ears back, teeth showing, saliva drooling. My heart races. I really, really wish I had my poles with me. I’m going to get bitten.
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184 (am) Pembrey to Kidwelly

A wonderfully varied walk: across beach, woodland and fields. I meet giant jelly fish, fierce bullocks, and a yellow duck. But no otters. Continue reading

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182am Pen-clawdd to Llanelli

The sun is shining and Pen-clawdd looks more picturesque than I remembered it.

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181 Llanmadoc to Pen-clawdd

It feels deliciously decadent to be out walking on a Monday morning, instead of working. I could catch a bus to Llanmadoc, but my B&B landlady offers me a lift instead. Double decadence! She drops me off by the church, from … Continue reading

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180b Broughton Bay and Whiteford Sands

I spend hours wandering along a never-ending beach, see an old iron lighthouse, watch as the coastline shifts in front of my eyes, and discover some mysterious shell mounds. Continue reading

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179 Port-Eynon to Rhossili

I stumble across ancient forts, follow an impossible track along a deadly cliff, and end up on one of the most beautiful beaches in the world. Continue reading

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178 Oxwich to Port-Eynon

I walk in morning drizzle, but avoid the afternoon downpour. And the crowds.
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177am Mumbles to East Cliff

The sun is shining, a fresh breeze is blowing away the morning mist, and life feels good. And now I am entering Gower: an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty. Continue reading

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176 Swansea Bay

I walk along the bay, past the “ugly, lovely, town” of Swansea, across sand and shells, before coming across an unusual sculpture. Continue reading

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175 Port Talbot to Swansea Marina

I leave a trail of footprints across black-streaked sand, wonder what ‘live water’ means, and meet my old friend, the M4. Continue reading

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