the last bit of our stay at st. david’s on monday, august 17th

by grace on March 30, 2016

after touristing all around st. david’s, and resting a bit in our nice room, we decided that we’d take a hike.  this was our last chance to go on the pembrokeshire coast path, and even though we’d looked forward to not hiking, by the afternoon we really wanted to get back out of town.

i already posted this picture last time, but i like it.  a quiet time, with a view of the hustle and bustle of a very touristy little town.


we saw this very official and stylish van as we walked out of st. david’s, back on the road to the path.  it was funny to start our hike at 2:30 in the afternoon.


the road going back to the path – not a lot of room for walkers, but there wasn’t so much traffic.


yay, the bay!  the signs in wales were all in welsh first.


and here’s the little shop at the camp site that we’d passed up the first time – we went in and bought a lovely pan au chocolat.  mmm, pan au chocolat, i wish i had one right now.


we headed north along the path…


and after about a half hour, we got to st. non’s bay and chapel.  this is where st. david was born, plus there’s a healing well.


hmm, i don’t know why we didn’t try to wash up a bit with some of the healing waters…maybe because we weren’t feeling infirm at all.


plus the water looked mighty murky.


these are supposed to be the ruins of the actual spot where st. david was born. it was so lovely once again, and nobody else around.  maybe a couple of walkers, but that’s it.





inside the chapel, it was peaceful and cool.


now, i can’t say why i took a picture of this sign – maybe because of the neat name?  St. Winifred is not St. Non, and so now i don’t even know why this sign was there.  maybe kevin remembers?


we kept walking up the coast, and spotted these people down in the water.  they’re Coasteering.

Yeah, i’d never heard of it either, but it’s mentioned in our Pembrokeshire coast path guidebook.  it says that a shop in st. david’s called TYF claims to have invented this sport, which involves traversing sheer cliffs by scrambling, climbing, jumping off ledges into the churning sea and getting very wet.  if you click on link above to the wikipedia definition, the photo of coasteering is taken from porthclais, where we were about to hike.

i don’t think we’d read about coasteering before this hike, and it was funny to see these people in their helmets and lots of gear, all paddling around in the water. I know i shot a lot of video of them.


here’s Porthclais, about an hour north of St. Non’s.  WE looked down at the bay, and kevin was sure that we wouldn’t be able to walk down this path, tat it was a sheer drop.


we hadn’t been able to see the path there in the foreground where we could walk down to the sand.



here’s where we walked down, a bit rocky.


it was pretty busy there with people boating and fishing and some dogs running in the water.



we decided to walk just a little bit farther up the way, and finally we agreed to stop, at about 5:00.  here’s the view to the north.


we celebrated by sharing our delicious pan au chocolat.  why didn’t we get two of them?  next time!  i’m sure we burned off all the calories…


and the view from whence we came…


we walked back to porthclais, where the tide had come in; the sand where we’d walked was now covered in water.


quite a few lime kilns here.




the harbor, as we headed back.


it only took about an hour to get back to st. david’s, so it wasn’t a very long hike, but a lovely one.  here’s the little alleyway cutting through to our hotel.


we weren’t in the mood for dinner at another restaurant, so instead we split a wrap from the little stand set up in front of our b&b, which was called the Coach House, by the way.  we thought the stand belonged to this guy, but we was just working for Steve, the owner of the Coach House as well as the stand full of delicious wraps.


we sat on a bench across the street and enjoyed our little meal.  it’s funny how very crowded the place was during the day, but then pretty deserted in the evening.


we also split a tiny bowl of ice cream from the little shop right next door to the b&b.  it would be fantastic to have an ice cream place right next door, but also very, very bad.  we’d already split a larger ice cream later in the day, a two ice cream day!  how decadent of us!


i assume we went to bed relatively early, because we had a very busy day of travel ahead of us the next day.

ok then,

mrs. i wish i was in wales right now hughes.




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