Saturday, 12 September
A long meandering drive out to the Marloes Heritage Coast, where we had hoped to do a boat ride to see the puffin colony on Skomer Island. Alas the whole lot of them had already migrated to the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. But we made do with the fur seal colonies (including pups!) and the pod of dolphins that came to say hello.
We also spent several hours walking all over the headlands in the sun, thrilling ourselves with peeks over the craggy cliffs into the turquoise sea below. We even ate a picic lunch overlooking some seals sunbathing, flopping about, having little tiffs and even suckling their young. They're a pretty low key bunch, really, but utterly mesmerising. Overheard an amusing conversation from our fellow visitors:
"Where is he? By the rocks?" (It's a rocky beach.)
And:
"See that wiggly one?"
"Which one?"
"The one that's not moving."
Left and took our sun-kissed selves to Pembroke Castle, a magnificent grass courtyard surrounded by towering... towers, where Henry VII was born. Lots of nice photos of the ruins and textured old stone walls.
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