As a now familiar early-morning traveller — there are only four passengers on the two-carriage train — the conductor asks about my plans for the day before I alight at Pwllheli to begin my walk back to Porthmadog along a […]
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A short walk today as I’m meeting The Prisoner later. It begins with a pretty walk through the Morfa Harlech Nature Reserve, greeted by bedraggled ponies in hope of food. Someone else looks a little less welcoming. The gently rolling
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Despite arriving at Ty-nant car park before 9am, after a three-mile walk from my hobbit hut, there are already four parked cars, so I’m not the first person hiking the Pony Path up Cadair Idris, a 2,385 ft climb. It’s dry
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Storm Otto has arrived in the North and a cold wind blows across the sandy beach at Tywyn, the start of my walk back to Machynlleth. A seagull tugs at a fish on the sand. Two sneaky crows hop ever
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Who could resist staying in a hostel named Toad Hall? It’s quirky and charming, with engaging hosts Louise and Will, accompanied by Bramble, an affectionate tabby. I’ve spent most of the day on trains to Machynlleth, a pretty market town
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My last day. A gentle walk on a fine morning to fill in the gap between New Quay and Llanrhystud. There’s a lovely waterfall at Afon Drwyi, although a sign warns of possible water pollution. I have plenty of time
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A glance through the dark window confirms the ominous weather forecast — raging winds and torrential rain — not the time to catch a speculative bus south to fill in the last gap between New Quay and Llanrhystud. I pad
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The bus drops me at Sarnau for a challenging 20-mile hike to Aberaeron. The long journey means a late start, so there may not be sufficient daylight hours. I’ll just go with the flow. It’s a glorious morning, with the
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At risk of missing my stop, I’m desperately trying to stay awake on the early morning bus to Cardigan and the official start of the Ceredigion Coast Path. On arrival, several men are ambling round town in shorts despite the
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The town nestles below the University. I like the place already, with its second-hand bookshops, vinyl record store and narrow streets leading to the ruined castle on the seafront. A quiet Sunday morning; the students are either not back yet
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