We gave Freda probably her last outing for a while. The weather wasn’t good but we’d already decided on Three Cliffs Bay, on The Gower Penninsular, west of Swansea. Hadn’t been there for a year or two. We stopped in Swansea and visited the indoor market, recently featured on a TV reality show, apparently. It was good; we bought four crabs which Sal dressed* later. [*Technical term, not as exciting as it sounds.]
We then walked around the dock area, including the Dylan Thomas museum.
Swansea docks.
Swansea docks.
This little boy seemed to regard Dylan Thomas as a family friend (maybe he was), saying “Hello Dylan Thomas, have you been a good boy?”.
Dylan Thomas Museum, Swansea.
On, then, to Three Cliffs. It’s a mile or so walk from the road, and this involves paddling through the river (at certain times/tides it’s a bit more than a paddle).
Well worth it, though, and even on a less than perfect day it was as spectacular as ever.
Three Cliffs Bay, on The Gower Penninsular.
Three Cliffs Bay, on The Gower Penninsular.
Three Cliffs Bay, on The Gower Penninsular.
Three Cliffs Bay, on The Gower Penninsular.
Three Cliffs Bay, on The Gower Penninsular.
Three Cliffs Bay, on The Gower Penninsular.
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