Windy walk on the west of the Lleyn

We saw the beach at Towyn in sunshine today as we set off along the coast. It was windy and there were a lot of sheep in places which meant slippy paths and a short lead to stop me getting too close. They weren't afraid of me or of the cliffs where they grazed.

Streams cut through the cliffs and that usually meant a steep climb down, cross a bridge and a steep climb up. We were buffeted by strong winds whenever we were on the tops of the cliffs, my ears blowing in all directions.

When we got down to the beach I didn't get chance to have a paddle apart from when we had to walk along the beach in a high tide round some rocks. We both got wet feet then.

We were meeting him at Whistling Sands but I wasn't allowed on that beach so can't say if they did whistle. If they did, I didn't hear it - but then they say I've got very selective hearing.

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