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Giles and Mary were staying on the site at Llanbedrog. At least it could have been them. The couple near us talked to one another in the same way as do those stars of Gogglebox. It’s as if they they are getting used to living together, even though they’ve been married for years. They talked so loudly that ignoring them wasn’t really an option.

Are you ready to have lunch? What shall we have? Would you like cheese Mary? Cheese and biscuits? We do have a lot of cheese Mary.

I’m going to pop to the shop Mary whilst you go to the gallery.

Yes I’ll have a walk to the gallery. Do you want to come to the gallery Giles?

I’m going to pop to the shop.

How long will you be?

Only a few minutes.

Do you want to come to the gallery? Have you ever visited a gallery?

So it continued. They were sitting outside their camper but could have been on different pitches, oblivious to things around them.

We made a decision not to rush off around the Cardigan coast. The weather forecast was still holding warm and sunny and the Llyn is so nice. Why leave?!

A close inspection of the map showed a small beach a little up the coast from’Whistling Sands’ and a bit of research suggested a camping field next to a car park, both accessed through a farmyard with ‘payment required’ warning signs. On-line reviews were polarised from ‘fantastic place’ to ‘grumpy farmer’.



So we arrived early-ish after stocking up at Lidl in Phewhilli (sic) and found a fairly busy carpark, a small field with touring caravans and a larger cliff top field with a variety of vehicles.

The beach was fantastic and easily accessible, with a view to die for. We pitched in between a Boughton truck and a huge twin axle motorhome and settled down for a couple of nights.




Whilst there is a very small temporary toilet block, not really suitable in CoVID19 times, there is a chemical disposal point and that means most self contained campers such as us are happy.

We had a good swim in the reasonable temperature water but didn’t hang about to play. The ‘grumpy farmer, Chris came see us and we talked farming in a very un-grumpy way.

We only do dairy / only fifty five cows, we aren’t greedy / milk twice a day / don’t start till 7:30am and are finished at 9:30 etc etc.

Apparently they call Robert Jones at Mynydd Mawr  “Saddam”, as he can get a bit angry. Maybe it’s due to sheep or perhaps tourists.

The next day we walked north around the headlands, passing little beaches but seeing few people. The views up the coast towards the distant hills near Trefor and down towards Mynydd Mawr are just terrific.




Dawn enjoyed flying the kite once the wind died down to a decent breeze .


We bought some green beans (haricot vert) and steamed them on the bbq which worked very well.


The sunset was perfect and with the moon 🌑 in these dark skies, the Milky Way was very prominent. Farmer Chris is so lucky as his farm is literally directly underneath it 😀 


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Rachel said…
I LOVE Giles and Mary :)))
23 September 2020 at 06:23
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