Wales Day 4 – Relaxing in Pembrookeshire.

We woke up late to wild wind and rain lashing our cottage. It was lovely to be all cosy inside and Marty cooked a fantastic breakfast of scrambled eggs, sausages, mushrooms, streaky bacon and croissants. Yummy!

The morning was spent inside. We had planned to check out our immediate surroundings but the weather was too wet to go much further than the doorstep. I stayed in bed and read my book and the boys entertained themselves with James’ Christmas presents. That’s my kind of holiday!

At 1 o’clock we hopped into the car and went for a drive through a section of the Pembrokeshire Coast National Park. Our GPS is so great – I love it! No longer do I have my head stuck in the map trying to navigate a suitable path through the patchwork-like countryside. I can’t imagine life without it now!

We drove north through the Preseli Hills which were blanketed in a thick fog and made viewing of the surrounds impossible. James fell asleep which is not surprising given the girth of his tummy! Our first stop was the Burial Chamber of Pentre Ifan. I’ve seen enough of these now not to be scared off by the name! This one is significant in Welsh history for its size and the fact that it was constructed in 3,500 BC. It was a really good monument, the 16 ton topstone supported by only 3 smaller stones. Nevertheless I still don’t like to walk underneath!

Having every confidence in the GPS we took our time and let it do the hard work of blazing a trail along narrow muddy lanes and farm tracks. The weather had set in but we didn’t mind. Until we came to the stone circles of Gors Fawr, that is. The rain wasn’t too heavy but it was horizontal! And the wind was almost blowing us over. We popped James into his wellies and braved the sodden fields beside the road. He had a marvellous time jumping in the muddy puddles and only fell on his front once but didn’t get too wet. Marty took off to another part of the field but James and I made a beeline for the car.

By this time we were looking forward to a warm drink and dry clothes so we went home. We were greeted by the two farm dogs who we hope to see again before we leave. James thinks they are wanting to lick him!

Photos are here.