Life's a Bitch by Stitch

 Back in Trearddur Bay on a sunny day with no wind - and it's October!  We leave him to walk along the seafront where a lifeboat is preparing to go out (practice run rather than emergency).   I did my usual trick of waiting until we were well past a bin before deciding to go so she had to carry the poo bag until she found another bin.  Keeps her busy! By the time we leave the exclusive properties at the other end of the bay and reach a caravan park by one of many secluded beaches, she too needs to go.  We're joined by two gentlemen with expensive dogs (off their leads) who want to know if she's going for a swim.  I suspect they have a second home there.   There were a few people swimming and I was desperate to join them but had to keep going as the beaches entailed a climb down from the Coast Path and, consequently, a climb up to rejoin it.  I decided to wait.     It wasn't as hilly as the previous walk but we did climb up...

 It was a dark and stormy night - sorry Snoopy.  I mean it was a sunny but windy day but it had been a dark and stormy night.  We all walked up from Breakwater Country Park but he had to turn back as the combination of cold wind and a steep climb was a bit much for his dicky heart.  We kept on up and up until we were looking down on North Stack. We still continued uphill until she realised we'd gone too far and we had to walk back down to join the coast path.  Narrow escape!  We might have finished up on top of Holyhead Mountain. We continued to South Stack but avoided walking all the way down to the lighthouse which would have meant walking all the way back up.  He met us there in the carpark so I was locked in Mo while they went for a coffee (and I suspect they had cake!). We then set off down the road towards another bird sanctuary at Porth Penrhyn where he was waiting for us on the path that skirted the cliffs.  Below us we could see crashing ...