Right, after this I shall say no more about it. The Lleyn is totally, totally bloody gorgeous.

[Slubberdegullion]

Have just returned from two amazing weeks.

One day of rain, just one. The rest of the time we had SUN sun, yes sun big massive hot round ball, put on glasses and a hat, smear on the factor 40, phew I need another ice cream, bugger me it's hot, my word I have a brown body and a white arse sun. IN WALES.

It is SO nice over there. A few piccies on profile. Completely beautiful. Reminds me quite a lot of Cornwall but is more exciting will big ruggedy hills.

Hardly any other buggers there either so that also added to the magic.

Beaches are excellent.
Sea is cold but bracing and really clear and blue (looks as though it could be tropical island hot, then you get the bracing suprise).
Locals are lovely.
Porth Oer cafe still doing the cheddar and chutney paninnis, DH in gastronomic beach snackerage heaven.

Oh it's just very nice indeed. We will be returning in the summer.

Oh we are so boring. We kind of alternated between Abersoch and porth oer and then did Llanbedrog and Aberdaron and Cricieth and Portmerion for day trips.

Dior, porth oer is still utterly gorgeous. Loads of wild flowers out atm.

Colditz, is porth colman the next one round from porth oer? i think we tried to find it last time and never did (now I know why).

Yes, that's right slub. Penlech beach is a little furth right. You can walk it (if you're 14 and fit a whippet )

Sorry no, it's near Morfa.

It is seriously lovely there, isn't it. I really want to go back next year and am trying to pusuade my parents to come too and babysit keep us company.

ahh well sadly any form of walking is off the cards atm due to excessive grumbling and falling over by the DC with short walks from car parks to beach. (my God do you get screwed over with car park fees though).

I did sit and watch with envy at the fit looking retirees walking across the beach and stopping for a coffee and then heading off again on the coast walk.

switch it to satalite to look at what you missed

I am going to holiday there at every opportunity when I manage to get a car. i swear.

Ok I'm on the satellite, is it that iddy biddy little beach half way between porth oer and morfa nefyn?

It's not near Morfa nefyn, it's near Morfa. (to your left)

Ok, got it (I think). A friend told us about a beach up along there that you can only access by walking through a farmers field.

Ooh, everyone (seriously, no exaggeration, it's most of our village) we know goes off to Abersoch for their holidays and long weekends. We have a brand spanking new tent that we want to christen soon so I reckon we'll be following th crowd now it's an officially MN approved location .

Slubber, am I right in thinking you're a fellow Cestrian? How long does it take to get there?

lol Olihan, indeed I am a Cestrian and half my village holidays in Abersoch too (maybe we are neighbours .

Took us about 2 and a half hours to get there/back. The A55 round to Canarfon is a breese and you think you are there....and then it's at least another 45 mins of windy windy roads.
Totally worth it though.

What's a cestrian Olihan? Is that related to the school in Altrincham?

oops Caernarfon that should be before moondog comes and gives me a ticking off.

cornsilk, resident of Chester. Although I am an official badge wearing Cestrian as I was born within the city walls

Ooh, does your village begin with B?

Cornsilk, a Cestrian is someone who comes from Chester.

yes, that's the one. The farmer drives his sheep through the beach morning and night, children love to look at the sheep prints.

there is a stream flowing onto the beach - we used to stand in the warm brackish pool at the base of the cliff, and feel the silt running between our toes. Baby flatfish used to hide under the finest layer of mud but if you were quick you could catch one in your net before it flashed away to a safer spot. They are tiny little sand coloured fish, no bigger than a 50p piece some of them, and we spent many glaring hot afternoons knee deep and silently crouching, oblivious to the water washing into our clothes, hoping to fill a bucket full of tiny lopsided fish. We used to comment out how far the under-eye had migrated round to the top - in some of them it was hardly at all.

You walk along the side of that stream to get to the beach, and in the summer the trout are shy under the slate stones of the stream bed - my dad used to sit us on the bank and point them out to us and we would dangle our already bare feet into the silky flow of the water.

Whenever I think of holidays, I don't think of candyfloss and the seaside, I think of the twin smells of warm orange squash and sheep shit, and the texture of sand in your gums, the stickiness of drying seaweed, and the noisy silence of waves softly lapping algeaed rocks and sand. It's a sound that could rock the Gods themselves to sleep, it seemed to hynotise us, and we forgot everything school ever taught us in those hot salty days on the beach, and were merely scrabbling and gritty all day on Penlech beach.

Well that's my fact for the day sorted out!

Oh colditz, what a wonderful post. Thank you so much. I've welled up a bit there (silly sentimental fool that I am).

It really is so utterly beautiful over there. I know we will be holidaying there for many, many more years to come.

Olihan , no a C. I've had a look at your profile and we are known to one another . My god your cakes are amazing

WHAT? How? Where?

lolol soryy sorry, missed out a NOT there.
I was trying to spell aquanted (see I failed) and deleted too much

arf

sorry

aquianted

I had a moment there! I was going through everyone I know trying to work out which one you were . Is there a Chester meet up anytime?

Thanks for the cake compliment , I was quite proud of those two!

thank you colditz