A couple of Porth’s for us today….

Mostly a grey, chilly and breezy day for us, with just a little glimmer of sunshine a couple of times in the afternoon. Undeterred (Poppydog is always undeterred so I have no choice really!) we drove to Llanfachraeth, parking up in this uninspiring village, we followed the coastal path for just over a mile and a half, as it traversed marsh and grazing land along the river banks to the sea. It was a little bleak the only highlights being, seeing a heron in full flight and this little sprinkle of wild daisies and dandelions.

Eventually we reached the sea – very different to yesterday’s sea!

Unsurprisingly we only saw another couple of dog walkers in the distance on the entire three hour walk. We walked along the quite pebbly Porth Penial Dowyn beach – Poppydog content to chase pebbles all the while.

At the end of the beach the footpath took us inland over the small headland with lovely views back over the beach we had just left and down onto Porth Penrhyn-Mawr.

Another sand, shingle and stony beach.

Here we took a break for a while sheltered from the breeze, enjoying a little slant of sunshine with views across to Holyhead.

Before taking an inland route back to the car. Not the most inspiring beaches we have visited but heyho cobwebs blown!

Two thoughts of the day:

Anglesey doesn’t appear to be the place to come if you like wandering around quint little villages or towns.

The beaches we visited today warn of freak waves with the car ferries departing or arriving – didn’t see one (ferry or wave) – how disappointing!

From Church Bay to Sandy Beach and all the little coves in between….

Another good day, a bit chillier in the breeze and more cloud around but still a good effort! Today we parked up at Church Bay, finding street parking rather than the P&D car park, and popped down for a quick run around on the pebble bit of the beach that was exposed, as it was bang on high tide.

Though we did also pop back at the end of our walk and what a beauty.

From here we followed the coastal path southwards, as we have now ventured onto the west side of Anglesey with the tip of the Holyhead or maybe Salt Island in clear view.

We passed a number of little pebbly coves on the way, all accessible and remote as apart from the odd house and farm building this stretch is well off the beaten track.

Many of them are linked together with lovely sand, interspersed with seaweed covered rocks as the tide recedes.

We crossed the little footbridge over Cable Bay a pebbly little cove, also revealing sandy later in the day.

A whole bunch of teasels growing along the banks either side of the footbridge caught my eye.

Shortly we arrived at Porth Trywen beach, another mostly pebbly beach though again some sandy patches are revealed later.

The next beach on our journey was Porth Trefadog, a mix this time of pebbles, very fine shingle and sand (more so at lower tides as per our return journey in the second photo).

And finally the ‘piece de resistance’ the lovely long white Sandy Beach – a good half a mile or so long, with plenty of fluffy white soft sand above the tide line and baring in mind this is probably about mid tide plenty more sand.

After walking along the beach we stopped a while to enjoy it, before making the return journey.

A long walk but as the cliff tops here are not very high, no horrendous ups and downs and very much worth it.

Two thoughts of the day:

Why does seaweed always look so dirty – it can make it break a beach in my opinion.

Will take a closer look to see what this land mass is when we visit Holyhead. Yes I do realise that it is a car ferry on its way off to Ireland!

From Cemaes beaches to Porth Llanlleiana and back again….

Another lovely day – I do hope this keeps up for a while. Today we are bound for Cemaes, finding an unattended (normally £2 per day) car park just before the village. After a quick look at the lovely beach – white soft sand with pebbles (our favourites) as the tide was at its highest, we decided to head on up the coastal path (east) and come back later.

The first stretch of the path wasn’t too strenuous with just a few ups and down and we we soon had Porth Padrig with its distinctive white rock in sight.

Past the lovely little Chapel in Llanbadrig – I’m not sure what I feel about life after death but this would be the place to be – do you not think?

From this point the path got steeper, with lots of giant steps (why so big? I guess why put in two steps when one will do!) up and down and round about but hey the sun is shining and we’re in no rush (well Poppydog is – always!) and the views well…

This is Llanlleiana Headland which is the most northerly point in Wales.

One more big up and down and there, our destination Porth Llanlleiana, with a derelict Porcelain Works sitting just above the pebbly beach.

Quite an idyllic spot, in the sunshine, sheltered from any breeze – we stayed a while.

We took the easier inland route part of the way back, rejoining the coastal path at Porth Padrig with more sand appearing as the tide recedes,

We dropped down into Cemaes and wandered through this quiet village to get a closer look at it’s three beaches.

The first beach (East end of village) is crescent shaped with soft white sand and a few patches of pebbles at the top, running to some seaweed covered rocks and hard sand as the tide goes out.

Towards the village sits the Tide & Time Bell which tolls by the movement of the waves at high tide (one of five in the U.K.).

Next is the small Harbour beach, same soft high tide sand but more muddy as the tide recedes.

Lastly the village beach a bit more rocky, and backed by painted terraces.

We took a quick peak at the narrow high street all bedecked in bunting.

Before returning to the first beach to enjoy the last of the sunshine of the day – perfect day!

Two thoughts of the day:

Will this…

look as attractive as this….

in an hundred or so years time? I think not.

I don’t mind cool or even cold and wet nights, just bring on the sunshine during the day – please.

Bull Bay to Porth Wen…..

What a lovely day we’ve had today in every way. The weather has been fab, a bit breezy but mostly sunny and very warm out of the wind. We set out and found parking in a viewing area up above Bull Bay and wandered down to the bay.

OK so not our typical beautiful bay, but it was so tranquil here, the water so beautifully calm and clear – looking forward to seeing it as the tide recedes on the way back. We popped down to the tiny bit of pebbly beach available and Poppydog happily scampered around chasing stones whilst I sat and enjoyed the surprising warmth of the sun.

After a while we clambered up and joined the coastal path and enjoyed a good walk along the top with lovely views along the way.

After a couple of miles, we rounded another headland to our first sight of Porth Wen (not Doc Martinland!) – just visible the derelict Victorian Porth Wen Brickworks.

How strange that something so ugly as derelict industrial buildings can take on such an eerie beauty along side a natural arch and pebble beach?

We made our way down the rather overgrown footpath to take a closer look.

We spent quite a while looking around and on the small beach with it’s lovely pink pebbles.

Then took a closer look at the natural arch – how amazing!

Catching a gannet (I think!) gently paddling by.

A longer pebbly beach which didn’t seem accessible, though the tide was still going out, extends all the way along the bottom of the bay.

Quite a remarkable place and not at all what I was expecting. As the sun was gradually being lost behind grey clouds, we started to make our way back, taking a slightly more inland route back, in amongst the grazing ponies.

Bull Bay was unfortunately very disappointing with the tide out – all seaweed covered rocks – aah well! I had taken so many photos by this point that my phone had died, so you will have to take my word for that.

Two thoughts of the day:

Nearly didn’t bother to visit these two beaches as on Mr OS they didn’t look that appealing – wrong!

Not keen on walking through fields full of ponies – not up there with cows but just would rather not.

Lligwy Bay and it’s neighbouring beaches….

Still quite wild through the night and well into the day, a grey start but the sun making an appearance in amongst the clouds for most of the afternoon. Today we drove to Lligwy (no idea how to pronounce this!) Bay, parking up right at the beach (the car park is attended Thurs – Sunday so free today!) – even with the tide quite high, this is a beautiful stretch of sand.

As the beach shelves very gently, I imagine the shallow would be lovely and warm in the summer. Firstly we took the coastal path to the right heading eastwards and popped down onto a deserted little cove at the end of the beach for Poppydog to enjoy a runaround.

After a while we carried along the coastal path, enjoying the open views out to sea.

Finding Porth Forllwyd beach, which appeared to be private with no obvious public access.

We continued on a little further before retracing our steps to walk along to the other side of Lligwy Beach, noting how much the tide has already receded.

Picking up the coastal path again, this time heading westwards, until we came to Porth y Mor, a mostly shingle beach.

Then after a few more twists and turns (and not too many ups and downs, I’m pleased to say), we arrived at Traeth yn Ora a beautiful, unspoilt sandy cove – now you’re talking.

From this beach we walked over the final headland on this stretch to take a look across Dulas Bay to the little beach at Porto Bello.

Also a great view out to the Tower on the little islet of Ynys Dulas, built by Colonel James Hughes of Llyn Dulas Manor in 1821, storing food and providing shelter for shipwrecked seamen – I wonder how many happened to be ‘lucky enough’ to be wrecked here?

With three fabulous beaches to walk and play on, on the way back, it took us a while!

Two thoughts of the day:

What a lovely thing to do – build a shelter in such a remote location – can you imagine finding this shelter have been dashed into the sea?

Little random buildings and the reasons for their being, fascinates me.