Hiya! I love the whole island of Anglesey. Moelfre is known for the Royal Charter Disaster: In 1859, the Royal Charter steam clipper was destroyed by a hurricane on the rocks below Moelfre, resulting in over 450 deaths and the loss of a massive cargo of Australian gold.
Cocksman Richard Matthew Evans was a Welsh lifeboatman. He was born in the village of Moelfre. During his 50 years of service as a lifeboatman, he was involved in 179 launches and the saving of 281 lives, and is one of only five men to be awarded the RNLI gold medal twice, the highest accolade awarded by the institution and the equivalent of the Victoria Cross for bravery at sea. He lived to be 96 years old and died in 2001.
Anglesey has one of the most stunning coastlines anywhere I have ever traveled. For the most part, the coastline has remained pristine and natural. There is something mysterious, exciting, and the stuff of great stories about cliffs overlooking the ocean.
Photos do not begin to tell the full story. It is impossible to capture the scale of the cliffs or the ocean's beautiful turquoise hue.
That little sand area is actually an estuary. It was a shortcut because the tide was out. I walked across it right at the water's edge. An hour later, it was underwater.
The coastal rock formations are dramatic and designated as a Site of Special Scientific Interest. The rocks are estimated to be between three and four million years old.
I walked through countless sheep fields today, dodging little sheep patties. I liked this view with the small lake (for Floridians) or pond (for Southerners) with the mountains in the background.
There were all kinds of trails, such as walking through a windy moor.
Such a cute she-shed, flower shop.
Today was tough. There were lots of ups and downs. In fact, every time I went down, I knew I was immediately going to climb another severe up. Most tiring.
This little lighthouse could be seen all day.
I had a nice pit stop and a chance for a Diet Coke about midway.
Looking down on the coast. I was fairly high up at this point. And I knew it not only by sight but because I had made every step. Pant-pant Gasp-Gasp.
In the sheep fields, it was extremely difficult to find the trail or the next trail marker, so I wandered around and backtracked a lot. Finally, the trail became more obvious.
More views of the coast.
I am staying at a beautiful old hotel, called the Castellor Boutique Bed and Breakfast. It is right on the water and has its own special views.
Dinner was good. I had chicken stuffed with leeks over new potatoes. A little too much sauce, but that didn't take away from the flavor. I love leeks, and the sauce had thick slices of leeks along with lots of fresh dill. Lip-smacking good
So after a tough 14 miles, I am ready to relax and then get ready for tomorrow.
Good night and God Bless!
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