Day 7 was awesome. I don’t even know what else to say about it. IT. WAS. AWESOME.
Why? Well, after our foiled attempt to pre-buy tickets for the Snowdon Mountain Railway when we were in Llanberis, this was the day we decided to go do it. The weather forecast was perfect and we had nothing else in the itinerary… Except I realised we could probably go for a spin down the Llyn Peninsular too – which had never been in the itinerary – forming a pre-Llanberis detour!
The Llyn Peninsular is just below Anglesea and Holyhead, and while it doesn’t have too many landmarks to visit, it is incredibly pretty. First stop though, was Dinas Dinlle where a hill fort once looked out over the pebble beach.
You can just see my travel buddy on top of the hill where the fort once stood!
Beach below the hill fort site – the first of many for the day!
We roamed the peninsular, stopping at beaches and generally enjoying the scenery.
Not the narrowest road we found in Wales…
Then at the end of the peninsular is an island that was once a pilgrimage site for Christians that, for a while, was considered equal to visiting Rome in terms of getting off lightly on your sinning! We didn’t go to the island, but we did enjoy a delicious cream tea in Aberdaron just opposite it.
I love graveyards overlooking beaches! Aberdaron beach was rocky, sandy and lovely.
Now, because the Snowdon Mountain Railway was just so good, I’m going to separate out those pics for another post (or this would turn into a scroll-fest!). At 1085 metres, Mt Snowdon has killer views!
Sorry, I’m getting ahead of myself.
Once we were done staring at all the pretty on the Llyn Peninsular, we went back to Llanberis and that was great in itself, because the lake and the mountains around it make it the definition of picturesque. Oh, and there’s a giant Excalibur sticking out of a rock beside the lake because of a (tenuous) link to that legend.
And the seagull on the sword cracks me up!
You can just see Dolbadarn Castle – well what’s left of it – above the treeline
Seeing the lake from the other side to where the railway took us was fantastic. Particularly in the sunshine which, with dappling clouds, made the mountains look amazing. (Yes, I’m running out of superlatives for this post…)
We had a bit of a wait before we got our mountain train so I revisited the dragons in the gift shop and took pics of the service just coming back down from the peak! Some are steam engines and some aren’t (ours wasn’t) and they’re all different. Train geekout!!!!!
So then we went up the mountain, past sheep (to a certain height) and hikers (all the way up – it’s a big hiking area) and other trains. Our train was 90% a tour group who were having a jolly time singing and chatting away. I’ll admit was a bit obsessed with trying to photograph everything we saw. Even the sheep.
We stopped for a bit at the summit and wandered around, before doing the return journey and getting to get the other side of the carriage so we’d see everything! Twas worth it.
Then there was time spent adopting a dragon whose name is “Swordwing”, though I decided he should be called “Adain Cleddyf” which is sword wing in Welsh. For short I just call him Cleddyf (sword).
This is his commercial portrait
Finally we did a scenic drive back to Caernarfon through more peaks and lakes. So satisfying for the eyeballs.
Funny thing was there’d been a food festival on in Caerarfon all day so we knew we might have trouble finding parking and dinner when we got back… well. Not only did Claudia spend the night quite some distance from us, but we tried six restaurants before we found one that had space! And that was late too.
But what a day. Soooo much pretty!