Last weekend we managed to have a lovely dry day just before going back to school. Just after The Boy was starting to feel well after being ill with glandular fever for 4 weeks. Just 3 hours before The Girl knocked my hand and managed to dislocate my finger. (It’s now 6 days after she dislocated it, after spending 4 hours at A&E Monday, I’m now sat in fracture clinic waiting to discuss the damage I have done to the tendons in my little finger, I can’t move it properly. Not because of pain but because I just can’t straighten it properly. It’s a little sore, that I can cope with. Having a hook finger that sticks out slightly I can’t cope with).
Anyway, enough about me, this is our beautiful walk. Down the road behind the rail track that runs right by the sea. This is where the sea took the track away last year in the UK storms. Down to Bailey Bridge – a new footbridge which was open late 2013 and replaces the old army bridge as most of this land here belonged to the MOD at some point.
The mountains you can see in the background are part of the Snowdonia National Park. The tallest mountain is Cader Idris. I’m not actually in the National park here, I need to be stood the other side of the bridge. The National Park circles our town for some reason.
The walk from our front door to here is on the Welsh Coastal Path, a footpath along the whole of the stunning Welsh coast. We love having the path go right at the bottom of our drive and have the opportunity to take advantage so often of this beautiful part of the world.
Linking up with Fiona for #CountryKids.