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

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

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

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

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

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