Day 127 Pwll Gwaelod to Trewyddel 2 August 2021

Day 127 Pwll Gwaelod to Trewyddel 2 August 2021

After the bus problems of yesterday the itinerary is shot. We parked at Trewyddel/Moylegrove and waited for the Poppet Rocket bus, which I’m glad to say appeared on time. In a slight vindictation of yesterday, the card reader wouldn’t work, so we ended up travelling for free. Although the bus does go to Pwll Gwaelod, only on its return from Abergwaun so we elected to jump off at Dinas Cross and walk down. We were rewarded by a lovely little gallery and cafe, where we had coffee and Welsh cakes and I bought a post card. I don’t generally buy souvenirs since I am waging a never-ending war on the creeping tide of stuff, but it was pretty.

Setting out from Dinas Cross. Excellent Welsh cakes

Having been disappointed last night that the cats we were busy naming had been reserved, I had enquired about others and was delight to get a call a mile or so in about them. After three long conversations the deal was done and I pick up Lulu (will definitely have to rename her!) and Teddy on Friday.

Cofiwich Dryweryn!

At the farthest point of Dinas Head, is the trig point, painted with the slogan ‘Cofiwch Dryweryn’ a reference to the outrageous drowning of the village of Tryweryn in Gwynedd by Liverpool Council in 1965 to create a reservoir to supply the city.  

Just after Dinas Head, we came to a place called Cwm-yr-Eglwys, where it is easy to see how the coast has changed. The ruins of the old church are almost on the beach.  It was a busy place, with lots of badly behaved children, and well-behaved dogs, as well as vice-versa.


We arrived at Newport about 2.45 and walked up from the beach to the town, but at that time of the day, there was no food available, so we picked up a snack in Spar, then had an excellent ice cream.

It was a long walk in the afternoon. The weather was fantastic but we saw only one seal and none of the promised dolphins or porpoises.

Close to the end, we were pretty tired, but the scenery around Pwll y Wrach/Witches’ Cauldron was absolutely spectacular. 

There was then a final walk down the river valley, rapidly getting darker, till it was almost night. There was nowhere to eat again, so another emergency trip to Spar was needed.

Above Pwll-y-Wrach

16 miles in total, and the view if nothing else, made it a Gold day.