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Gower Penninsular Travel Blog› entry 14 of 18 › view all entries
Up early this morning and have a shower (this one doesn't need a token or money!!). Walk the length of Newgale Beach and back again finding the razor shells from the clams on the beach. Meet a guy with cocker spaniel who had lived in Sydney and we swap yarns. Drive to Haverfordwest and stop by at Kestrel Road where we lived when I was 13-16 years old. Take Andrew out to St Brides Haven where one of the prettiest beaches is and a team of scuba diver instructors are taking advantage of the clear waters and safe beach to do some training. Out to the tourist mecca of Tenby where I ring my school teachers from high school days. Mr D tells me that Mrs D is not at all well having just come out of hospital after an operation for cancer so I wish them both well but we cannot visit.
Onwards through St Clears, Camarthen, Llandovery to Carreg Cennen Castel. This castle was built on a limestone outcrop and has incorporated a natural cave in it's construction. After we drive through Swansea we move towards the Gower Penninsular and find a breathtaking campsite at Three Bays. We are told that it has been rated as the most scenic camp spot in the United Kingdom. The best scenic spot requires us to pitch the tent at the edge of a cliff overlooking a sandy cove on a very sloping piece of ground. This means that in the morning we will wake up at the foot of the tent having slid down the slope! As I prepare dinner and Andrew pitches the tent and makes up the bed, the tide comes in and a herd of about 30 wild ponies comes down to the water's edge and canter through the salt water ! Magic.
Our camping neighbours prove to be an interesting couple. He ( a catholic priest for 9 years) wants to know about our trip and how we managed to be away from work for 10 months. Refuses to believe we resigned and jokingly suggests that we can confide in him, a complete stranger, if we were fired! However, he gives us one great tip when he learns that I am a Morris Dancer. He asks if we are interested in pagan rituals or visiting stone circles and suggests that we visit New Grange in Ireland. We do and I will try to give it justice when I get to that part in my diary. It proved to be the most spiritual place I feel I have been in and the structure was built 5000 years ago, some 500 years before the pyramids in Egypt.