I woke just after 6am and the sun was already warming up the tent; I wanted to make the most of this glorious morning so I made a very quick breakfast of tea and toast then fed the dogs, and by 7am we were on our way through the camp site and down to the beach. The tide was out, and with only another couple of dog walkers in the distance we had most of the vast expanse of sand to ourselves. With nothing to rush for I wandered slowly along at the water's edge while Sophie and Sugar explored a couple of rock pools and found various interesting stones and bits of seaweed. I often wonder what, from a dog's point of view, makes one stone or bit of seaweed more fascinating than any others, but as they can't exactly tell me it will forever remain a mystery.
We were on the beach for almost an hour before I decided it was time to head back to the camp site, and walking back up through the caravan site next door, which is a mixture of chalet bungalows and static vans, I was struck by a couple of very attractive-looking areas. Now I've walked along that access road through the site many times over the years so maybe I've taken my surroundings for granted, but for some reason this time things seemed to be a little different and, to my mind, well worth a couple of photos.
Back at the camp site I put the dogs on their line outside the tent then got my chair and spent quite a while relaxing in the sun before I had to start the packing up process, and with no-one else in the field except one couple in a small motorhome across the other side it was lovely and quiet. All good things have to end however, and after taking my time packing the van and dismantling the tent I was ready for leaving the site at 1pm. I don't think the dogs wanted to go though - when I finally put their bed in the back of the van and put them in it they didn't look very happy about it.
The drive back home in the sunshine was very pleasant and with just one brief stop about halfway along, to get a snack from a roadside catering van, I made good time and was back home by 4pm. It was a shame that the weather over the weekend hadn't been as good as it was that day but at least it hadn't rained, and as I took some of my things out of the van later on it was with the certain knowledge that before long I would be going back to Anglesey for yet another camping break.
