Cwmtydu - Day 4

It was a beautiful morning, actually sunny and clear with blue skies overhead. We got out and joined a walking path that ran along the hill behind the cottage towards the sea. [Martin: Actually it forms the edge of a National Park]. We were met at the second gate by two brown ponies who were too shy to hang around for a pat and a chat. The path was narrow, slippery in some places and rocky in others. It wound along the side of the hill, high enough to make the cottage look like a doll's house way below. At the summit we stood on top of the rocks and looked down into Cwmtydu where everything was in miniature, even Postman Pat going about his business in his red van. We had a good grip on James as the wild wind nearly knocked us off our feet.

Photos are here.