Because Rags couldn't come along in May we organised a return (which we took last week). This makes this trip my Grandson's first proper holiday. I'm proud that his first holiday was in a place that is so special to all of us.
Day One: It was an early start - dark and damp, we left at 5am to miss the Monday morning rush through Manchester which we managed to do. The car was full, very full; Morticia and me of course, Rags and her boyfriend Liam together with Atreus and not forgetting Magnus - our hairy-arsed little lad.
We did our usual stop at Chester Services where we saw the sun rise and I had a cheeky cup of tea from the services. Later we stopped briefly at Tesco Ruthin and later at Llyn Tegid, Bala. Llyn Tegid is a magical place; in Welsh mythology, the goddess Ceridwen is associated the lake. Ceridwen was a mythical witch and enchantress who is considered by many modern pagans to be the Celtic goddess of rebirth, transformation, and inspiration. She was married to Tegid Foel, a local nobleman, and they lived nearby.
We took the same route we always do, it ain't broke so I'm not about to fix it. There's a certain satisfaction in the familiar. The journey takes in spectacular landscapes and as I've said before, is spiritually uplifting. We arrived in the middle of the day. New Quay is an amazing place, I know I say it over and over, being in this place makes me so very happy.
By 2pm we were all checked in to our caravan on the Pencwnc Holiday Park in Cross Inn just outside New Quay. It was the same van we stayed in last year and the one next door to the one we stayed in in May.
Day Two: It started out wet but brightened up in the afternoon. We popped down to the bay for a mooch around and a pint of cwrw in the Seahorse Inn.
We finished our day visiting the Penrhidgaled Arms which is coming on now it's under new ownership (we met the landlord back in May).
Day Three: Saw us having an obligatory visit to Afon Mel Honey Farm where I bought myself another bottle of mead to go with the one I bought in May. Afon Mel has become pretty famous in the Viking / Norse communities producing fantastic quality meads.
Then the sky let rip with torrential rain, we took the opportunity to duck into a nearby pub (the Jitterbug, not my favourite if I'm honest). The weather has never been a big deal here, we just enjoy being there, something I'd love to pass onto my little boy.
Day Four; We nipped over to Aberaeron in the morning/mid-day for a wander around town. The weather was unpredictable again with sun, rain and even hailstones. The Harbourmaster is a hotel, pub and Michelin stared restaurant which we called in for a swift drink (the food is too posh for me).
In the afternoon we met up with our friends for drinks. I say friends but over the years we've come to regard them as family and meeting up with them is always a highlight of our visit.
Day Five, the last day: It's always hard to say goodbye, the place will always be part of my soul. Anyway, we visited our friends then down to the pier. The weather was the best it'd been all week (typical) so this gave us the opportunity to see dolphins from the pier.
But time was not on our side (not that we were rushing) and soon it was time to depart and the long drive home. Hwyl.
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