Thank you so much for all your encouraging emails and texts AND the birthday wishes. I read them, but I can’t always reply. Happy Mother’s Day to all you gals, especially to the best Mom ever - MINE! AKA Sylvia Sylvia Garmon.
I didn’t get to climb up to the summit today because of the high winds. I could have chanced it, but it was a nine-hour day if all went perfectly; if I couldn't finish due to the winds, I was stuck in the middle of nowhere. I really hate using common sense. It is not nearly as much fun.
This is a pedestrian bridge in Holyhead. It crosses over the railroad tracks.
High on a hill as I was leaving Holyhead, I saw this tribute to John Skiner. "Born in Perth Amboy, in the State of New Jersey. His father Courtlandt Skinner was the last Attorney General for the State of New Jersey. When the American War of Independence broke out in 1776, John’s father formed a militia army (Skinner Greens) to support King George Ill and the Royalist movement. John aged 16 years joined the Royal Navy as a Midshipman aboard the H.M.S. Phoenix. He sustained a serious injury to his right arm, which caused the amputation of the arm below his elbow. At the end of the war, with the Skinner family having been on the losing side, they left the now, newly formed United States of America; some of his family moving to Canada and John, with his mother and father returned to Bristol, England. John continued his naval career, eventually becoming Captain of one of the mail packet ships based in Bristol. In 1799, John was given the post of Senior Captain of the Mail Packets in
Holyhead, where he stayed until his death in 1832, when he was washed over board along with his First Mate off the South Stack. He was a generous benefactor to the town, feeding numerouspoor people every day; from his kitchens in Stanley House
situated in the old market square. A number of artefacts are on display in the Maritime
Museum."
The old lighthouse
Such a pretty trail. I was actually chasing this black and white bird, trying to get a photo. The bird is that spot in the center of the photo.
I have seen this ship from a distance for several days. For a while, I thought it was a cruise ship, but when I got closer, I realized it was a ferry to Ireland. This is the Irish sea.
There are many skeletons of old stone buildings dotting the coastline.
The good news about common sense was I found this cute place for a sit down lunch
This is the Welsh version of a tuna melt, one of my old favorites. I can not remember the last time I had a tuna melt in the U. S. This had European Tuna (which is way better than that canned stuff we get), Dragon’s Breath Cheddar, and onions on a soft but slightly grilled roll. It is still all about the bread. And it went a long way towards making up for not taking the scenic route. There is always a bridge side.
A Celtic Cross
And more and more views of the beautiful coastline. There is a tiny human standing on a rock just to give some perspective.
A tribute to dachunds in front of this house.
There mst be an artist who lives here because on the balcony was this giant lamp made out of the same substance.
I ate dinner at the Sea Shanty.
It may look boring for a birthday dinner, but it was anything but. I ordered the Fish Chowder with white fish, shrimp, crab, and mussels. I had intended to get something to go along with it, but it filled me up, especially served with those two pieces of toasted sourdough bread. It was delicious. Instead of cake, I had a Ritter Sport chocolate coconut bar squirreled away in my suitcase. In case you don’t know, Ritter Sport is an excellent chocolate company based in Switzerland. YUM!
As I was waddling back to my hotel, I saw this sign. It looked like a golf course but, the photo shows someone kicking a ball. Interesting.
So that is all of today's news.
Good Night and
God Bless
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