Tuesday, August 25, 2009

A seasonal break

Frank and I decided to go for a short break last week and we took a leisurely journey through very pleasant countryside to arrive at Aberdovey, Mid Wales. We decided to go for a beach walk in the early evening. Arriving at the beach we found the sea higher than we've ever seen it before - to the top of the shingle - so there was no sand left to walk on, and it was rather cold and blustery for an August evening.

We admired the sunset and after about five minutes decided we were not kitted up for the wintery conditions. Perhaps the remnants of Hurricane Bill had travelled east.

The next day was wet and windy till dinnertime so we spent time browsing the local charity shops. In the evening we went for another beach walk. This time we went to Fairbourne , about fifteen miles north of Aberdovey. It was drier, and warmer than the day before, but still not warm enough to stay out for too long without the right kit.

















Looking to the south and the north of the beach where Andrew and Beth spent their childhood holidays. The weather was good sometimes!




The next day was warm and sunny all day so we stayed a day longer than we had planned.

5 comments:

Bernice said...

Great pictures. I can almost feel the cold. How does your retirement change how you feel on a vacation like this?

Anonymous said...

Beautiful pictures. What does it mean that the water is "up to the shingle"?

Anonymous said...

Brings back old memories :-)

Gill - UK said...

Hi Bernice - I'm not officially retired until 31st August but already I'm enjoying the idea that it is easy to just grab a few essentials and head off for the coast for a few days and that I don't have to get back by a certain day to resume paid employment. The downside is that Frank hasn't retired yet.

Gill - UK said...

Hi Renee Michelle - The phrase should have been "up to the top of the shingle". This particular stretch of beach has a wide sandy beach backed by an extensive bank of pebbles and then sand dunes. I don't ever remember the sea being high enough to reach the edge of the pebbles, let alone reaching almost to the top.