Damian drops me off at the bus stop where we stopped last night and I head down a track running along the edge of Porthmadog golf course. It is early and there is no-one out – golf buggies stand waiting expectantly.
Ten minutes later I am back to one of the meandering courses of the River Afon. It is a peaceful morning with no wind – I suddenly feel a surge of morning joy as I look over the tranquil water.
To the right is the headland we planned to walk around yesterday – I can see the path winding through the scrub.
To the left the path climbs away from the beach through low woodland – at one point it rises steeply and when I get to the top I take one last look at the bay beneath me.
A mile on the trees thin out and I walk into the pretty little village of Borth-y-Gest just outside Porthmadog.
And from here it’s just a hop and a skip into Porthmadog Harbour…………………………….
I ring Damian and we arrange to meet for a coffee in Porthmadog’s Hard Rock Cafe (yes really) before driving back to London.
Distance: 3 miles
Lovely little walk. I felt your joy! Porthmadog harbour is very prettyxx
Such a lovely photograph, the first one. Porthmadog looks beautiful. I bet you were worn out! three miles!