Penmon Point to Pentraeth beach

 

        

We're back in Machynlleth.  They didn't stop to eat or drink but he walked with us as far as the footpath and then turned back.  She pressed on climbing these ancient 'Roman steps'.

Then we're looking down on the town from the top of the hill.The sign tells us we're on the right path though my nose had already worked that out.  I continued to point her in the right direction whenever we came to a junction.  On the whole, I got it right.

We then reached a wooded valley and started to drop down.  At least there was some shade.

The woods ended and we took what she thought was a footpath along some fields of sheep and by a river.  There were no stiles so I got thrown over the fence twice.  Luckily, we were almost at the road.  Then they drove to the Osprey Centre on the Dyfi estuary but left me in the car.

Next morning we were back at the same place to continue south to Borth.  It was another hot day but she had plenty of water and he was meeting us for coffee.  As usual, the walk started with a climb and a few stops for photos and drinks.  I think she was looking for an osprey but could only see the observation tower.  We could also see across to where we'd walked earlier in the month from Aberdyfi.

 We dropped down to a road then climbed another steep hill and she continued to stop to take photos and check we were on the right path.  I took the opportunity to try to get the halti off my nose.

 The path then crossed fields and went through woods and eventually we reached another stream - water at last!  It was taking longer than she thought to get down to the main road and, when we saw him coming towards us, I guessed we must be almost there.  We were.

At the cafe I met another beagle and had a drink while they had coffee and cake then it was off again - even though we'd already walked 9 miles.

We reached the bog, Cors Fochno, and walked for at least another 5 miles along flat paths with bog on either side - but no water!!!

She was getting tired but still managed a detour to see a sign telling us it was a bog.  

Then we were back on the path turning right and left to reach the edge of Borth where he met us.  We were all hungry but the pub had no room so he drove to Aberystwyth along a narrow road, drove round the city which was packed with tourists, then drove all the way back to Borth without stopping.  Then they found somewhere to eat and I got the leftovers.

Next morning we caught the train from Borth to Aberystwyth to complete the first half of the Coastal Path (except for Anglesey).  We all went and he stayed in Aberystwyth while we walked back.  It was a steep climb up from the end of the pier to the top of the first hill where the funicular stopped.  

It was a steep walk down to Clarach Bay but she was enjoying it because she saw dolphins in the sea. She did take photos but you'll struggle to see them.  At Clarach Bay she debated stopping for coffee but pressed on.  She did stop to let me have a drink and a swim before we set off up the next steep hill.

Then it was like being on a roller coaster - up one hill and down the other side.  There were quite a few people walking in the other direction and they were all complaining. The sign on the pier clearly showed Borth as being 5 miles from Aberystwyth (as crow flies!)  It was also 1500 feet of ascent and descent which was tough.

 

We continued on what was not going to be an easy last walk as, just when we thought we'd reached the last hill, there was another.  At last we reached the memorial and could look down on Borth.

Borth's a funny place, full of unusual buildings (and people).  We got back to Mo just after he'd got back from the train station.  She's done rougly half the coast path (although she needs to finish Anglesey) and I've done it with her.  I don't think she'd have managed without me.  I brought humour, kept her on the right track and pulled her up the hills (and down).