Today is the final day on the Pembrokeshire Coastal Path and the weather is bright and easy.
The walk is quite a stiff one with a fair bit of climbing and rocky paths. It is not long into the walk before there are warning signs about the toughness of the climb and there not being any places along the way to escape from the path back to the road.
Goodwick is one of three parts to Fishguard. Goodwick is where the ferry terminal is, Fishguard, the town with all the shops and Lower Town with the fishing and sailing harbour.
Whilst walking along the seafront at Goodwick I noticed a plaque denoting the first successful flight from Britain to Ireland and also mosaic pictures in the paths depicting the history of Goodwick.
I become star struck as I stumble upon a tv commercial being shot at Strumble Head.
As I approach Strumble Head I am surprised to see people up at the lighthouse and at the bridge to the rock that the lighthouse sits on. I thought maybe the lighthouse was open to the public and I could go and have a look round.
Today I walk from the Blue Lagoon to a Fish and Chip Bistro and also get a full soaking.
Last night I met Nick at the Youth Hostel I was staying at. He had come over from Holland for an interview as an instructor for the summer with a company who were offering outdoor coasteering activity at the Blue Lagoon. It turns out that he got offered the job, so, well done Nick.
Today I have to do a circular walk that enables me to get back to the car. There is no public transport running on a Sunday in this area.
Back at Whitesands Bay there are already quite a few people out and about early, it is very popular with surfers and swimmers. Obviously, they did not want a Sunday lie in.
The pretty harbour of Solva is a small village with artist galleries and craft shops. I leave all this behind as I make my way past the sailing crafts bobbing up and down on the water.
I stop at another pretty harbour of Porthclais. It is used mainly by local fishermen and sailors.
After a rest day yesterday to do some sight-seeing with the family, it is back to the serious task of walking.
I get dropped off at St. Brides by my wife and daughter and after our goodbyes it is time for them to set off home.
Breaking free and paving my own way.
Mad dogs and Englishmen decide to walk the coast of Britain! I don't think I'm a mad dog but many think I'm a mad Englishman!
1 Year - 5000 miles
My challenge to change my life this year...
Coastalwalker.co.uk - walking around the British coastline, very SLOWLY.
