New Quay

Over the last few years I have - slowly, imperceptibly - lost any inclination to lie in. So, despite the fact that we are 'away' and also the comfort of the bed in the yurt, I was up early, first reading may book - 'Station 11' by Emily St. John Mandel: would recommend - and then making use of the eco-loo and shower. 

As eco-loos go, this one was 9/10. I would have given in a ten, tbh, but the eco-loo at Swallow Cottage, with its views over the valley, will be very hard to top. The shower at Coed-y-Bryn was good, too: mains water supply, nice and hot, and almost al fresco as I left the door open. Which was fine: there was only us in our field and the loo and shower belonged solely to our yurt. 

And so, after an excellent breakfast prepared by the Minx, we still made a relatively early start. I must admit that before we arrived here, I hadn't even looked at a map to see where Coed-y-Bryn was and even earlier this week, I just looked on Google Maps to see how long it would take us to drive, avoiding the motorways as far as was practical. 

But it turns out we are near the coast and today we went to visit New Quay. As a town, it's exactly what you want a seaside resort to be, i.e. not Blackpool, for a start. There was plenty of parking and we left the car adjacent to the fire station, which was having an open day. The firemen were giving small children rides up and down in a cherry picker and I loved the sheer, unalloyed joy on the face of the little chap, dressed in his fire helmet, whose go it was as we passed. 

We found somewhere to have coffee outside that overlooked the harbour and divided our time between reading and looking at the view. After that, we wandered down to the harbour where a woman was swimming amongst the boats and for a moment I was sorry I didn't have my trunks with me. And then we walked along the harbour wall and, looking out to sea, saw a pair of dolphins swimming together. I've never seen dolphins in the wild before; it was magical and mesmerising, and we stood there for quite a while. 

Finally, we went back into town and then up a steepish climb so that was could follow the coastal walk. If I'm honest, my main motivation here was getting the steps in for today but the Minx, armed with her phone, kept me supplied with interesting facts, the views were beautiful, and we even came across a little hut where a lady armed with binoculars was looking out for dolphins and whales.

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