1. Tumble to North Dock 2/ Penclacwydd to Pavilion Cafe

Tumble to Llanelli

I am  falling behind a bit as I forgot to mention our ride on 17th January. With the forecast looking good we decided at short notice to cycle from Tumble  to the Discovery Centre at North Dock Llanelli.

The route is traffic free for its total length and follows for the most part the old railway line and then onto the Millennium Coastal Path one we have ridden a number of times.

Route

Just after starting the forecast was clearly wrong as it rained but thankfully not for long and thereafter the it stayed dry and with light winds.

On passing above the lower Swiss Valley Reservoir it was a change, although not surprising with all the rain we have had, to see the overspill in full flow.

At the coast the tide was again well out and we could see the cockle pickers in the distance.  They must have good local knowledge as I wouldn’t fancy taking my car onto the sands and at a fair distance away.

Thankfully Paul and I discovered an ancient cycling law that states that wherever possible the route MUST include a cafe and so as we are law abiding we parked up outside the Discovery Centre and had a nice coffee and bara brith.

Suitably replenished we set off back home.  the additional calories we took on were soon ridden off as we cycled uphill to Tumble and the car.

Penclacwydd to Pavilion Cafe.

Today, 23rd of January was looking reasonable for a ride without rain although the wind could and was a nuisance.  We parked up at Penclacwydd, the National Wetland Centre and headed west. There was a strong headwind for the whole of the outward journey and we were hoping the direction would not change for the return.

Route

I am always amazed and pleased to see people walking, running or cycling along the path and they seem to in all weather conditions.  The Millennium Coastal Path was a good investment and despite the recent storms the path was clear of sand and debris, well done Carmarthen Council.

The golf club car park looked full and there were a few hardy souls actually playing.  We passed our previous week’s watering hole and headed for the Pavilion Cafe in Pwll, Paul had mentioned the all day breakfasts. The cafe was busy and we sat down to double egg on toast with coffee, once again abiding by the cyclists law (see above).

 

It wasn’t far from the cafe that Emilia Earhart landed her plane after flying from the USA.

Luckily for us the wind had not changed direction and the ride back was much easier.

Bosherton/Broadhaven South/Barafundle

The Sunday briefing resulted in a walk up Kilvey Hill an area in Swansea.

The weather Gods decided otherwise as at 0800 on Monday it was tipping down and plan B swung into operation as The Navigator had consulted the runes and his interpretation was for the rain to clear from the west and we headed over to south Pembrokeshire.

Route

We parked up on the Stackpole Estate and walked down to the lakes, hoping to see some otters as The Navigator had seen some weeks previously,but it was not to be. There were however lots of birdlife including a number of cormorants resting on an old branch.

Santa has done a runner

 

One of the lakes

 

Not a troll in sight

 

Stream running down to beach

We had a coffee break overlooking the lake and the beach at Broadhaven South which seemed to be taking a battering from the waves. As we walked closer to the sands the waves were breaking well over Church Rock, impressive.  Lunch was calling and we walked up from the beach to higher ground for a grandstand view of the waves.

High waves

 

Big waves dude

 

 

 

Lunch over we walked along an old access track to meet a minor road which led back to the beach which we crossed, The Navigator managed to get a bootful as we danced across the stream which was deepening with the incoming tide.

 

If only he had tripped!

Mrs Navigator took a direct route up onto the cliff path where further views of Church Rock were studied and then on to Stackpole Head and onto Barafundle Beach to watch three hardy surfers enjoying the sets rolling in.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A cracking day.  Its hard to beat the coast in Pembrokeshire especially in its wild state.