Day 2 – Llanddona – Dulas
On a high after having beat the boys hands down at Triv on Sunday night (Does anyone else know what a drosometer measures?), we set off on Stage Two of our adventure – starting from Llanddonna beach, where we had finished up the day before. The weather was typical for an August Bank Holiday Monday in North Wales – whilst the rest of the country appeared to be basking in sunshine, Llanddonna was literally bathed – in rain! There had been no discussion amongst us about what to wear this morning, and we set out looking like polar explorers – with our support crew (Mike, Linda, Ruth, Stu, Sam and Cam) driving off at speed before we had a chance to change their minds. Having had little sleep the night before (mainly due to the gale force winds blowing straight off the seas) the bags under our eyes were only slightly smaller than the rucksacks on our backs.
Despite the weather, the coastline looked fantastic – and the first leg of the journey to Red Wharf Bay was fairly flat, being mainly along the beach. From there, we followed the headland path, and arrived in good spirits at Benllech, as blue patches seemed to appear in an otherwise leaden sky. Forgoing an opportunity for a sit-down, we collected three teas to take-away, and carried on along the coastal path. Numpty often lead the way, but her collie ancestry was apparent as she continually visited the rear of the field to make sure we were all keeping up – not always ideal on a narrow cliff-top path, with a 100 foot drop down to the sea.
We hit Moelfre for lunch, accompanied by The Thins who had run from the finish to meet us, with farm dog Max. Once there, we were greeted by The Groupies, namely Julie and her crew, who had lunch with us, and whilst we despatched the men folk to look after the kids, Julie and her sister Joanne joined us for the afternoon’s walk, and Julie handed over £75 she had collected towards the cause – thank you Julie! We passed Moelfre Lifeboat Station and watched a man pull up empty lobster pots, then headed on towards Lligwy Beach. Unfortunately the path got muddier and the rain more horizontal, but the beaches along the way were beautiful stretches of sand that would have been full of holidaymakers, had the bank holiday weather not kicked in.
We did have to stop and bath Max at one of the streams – he’d rolled in something unmentionable and stank to high heaven, but didn’t seem particularly keen to part with the smell.
We eventually turned inland and hit the Pilot Boat pub for a well-deserved drink, followed by another delicious meal courtesy of Roz back at the caravan.
So, by end of Day 2 - total miles travelled – 29, only another 76 to go!
On a high after having beat the boys hands down at Triv on Sunday night (Does anyone else know what a drosometer measures?), we set off on Stage Two of our adventure – starting from Llanddonna beach, where we had finished up the day before. The weather was typical for an August Bank Holiday Monday in North Wales – whilst the rest of the country appeared to be basking in sunshine, Llanddonna was literally bathed – in rain! There had been no discussion amongst us about what to wear this morning, and we set out looking like polar explorers – with our support crew (Mike, Linda, Ruth, Stu, Sam and Cam) driving off at speed before we had a chance to change their minds. Having had little sleep the night before (mainly due to the gale force winds blowing straight off the seas) the bags under our eyes were only slightly smaller than the rucksacks on our backs.
Despite the weather, the coastline looked fantastic – and the first leg of the journey to Red Wharf Bay was fairly flat, being mainly along the beach. From there, we followed the headland path, and arrived in good spirits at Benllech, as blue patches seemed to appear in an otherwise leaden sky. Forgoing an opportunity for a sit-down, we collected three teas to take-away, and carried on along the coastal path. Numpty often lead the way, but her collie ancestry was apparent as she continually visited the rear of the field to make sure we were all keeping up – not always ideal on a narrow cliff-top path, with a 100 foot drop down to the sea.
We hit Moelfre for lunch, accompanied by The Thins who had run from the finish to meet us, with farm dog Max. Once there, we were greeted by The Groupies, namely Julie and her crew, who had lunch with us, and whilst we despatched the men folk to look after the kids, Julie and her sister Joanne joined us for the afternoon’s walk, and Julie handed over £75 she had collected towards the cause – thank you Julie! We passed Moelfre Lifeboat Station and watched a man pull up empty lobster pots, then headed on towards Lligwy Beach. Unfortunately the path got muddier and the rain more horizontal, but the beaches along the way were beautiful stretches of sand that would have been full of holidaymakers, had the bank holiday weather not kicked in.
We did have to stop and bath Max at one of the streams – he’d rolled in something unmentionable and stank to high heaven, but didn’t seem particularly keen to part with the smell.
We eventually turned inland and hit the Pilot Boat pub for a well-deserved drink, followed by another delicious meal courtesy of Roz back at the caravan.
So, by end of Day 2 - total miles travelled – 29, only another 76 to go!
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