a long weekend by the sea: Stackpole

What a treat this was - wild, windswept cliffs and beaches, the company of my nearest and dearest (we were Buff short of the original-nuclear-family picnic), the comfort and superb location of a National Trust cottage, and enough sunshine to remind Juan how stunning the UK can be...

our cottage - the building on the left

On our first evening Juan and I discovered gorgeous Barafundle beach:

The next day we explored Angle and the nearby bay:

the fog coming and going...

In the afternoon Mum, Dad and Phil arrived and we revisited Barafundle in similar, now-you-see-it-now-you-don't conditions...

stone-collecting at Stackpole Quay

what on earth...? 

By the time we'd walked down to the beach the fog had dispersed but the sea was UNBELIEVABLY cold...

During the next two days we did a wonderful walk, taking in the Bosherston lakes...

Gowan head...

... returning via what is now my ultimate beach, Broadhaven:

It can't get better than this.

We made a pilgrimage to St David's, of special significance for Juan and I - it's where we decided to get hitched, in 1998.

At the restaurant where we had lunch I naughtily asked the waitress what blanc-bait was. Her reply - that it was posh, because they were a "premium" restaurant - provoked unseemly mirth.

There was just time for a sprint to St Davids head - before octogenarian energies flagged:

On our last morning Juan and I nipped back to Broadhaven for some final pix, chasing tantalising rays of sun...

So thanks to you all for a superlative few days. Who's in for next spring/summer?