To Wales then

So who would have thought that a week in Wales (notoriously damp even at the best of times) would mean avoiding torrential rain in Peterborough (the driest city in Britain)! We were to stay on the border of Pembrokeshire and Ceredigion at St Dogmaels near Cardigan and this would be our first visit to south or central Wales for 8 years.

Our reward for taking the tortuous route through Welshpool and Newport (where are the signposts in Newport BTW?) was the layby on the A44 at Bwlch Nant yr Arian just east of Aberyswyth. Pulling in here gave us entertaining views of up to 27 Red Kites wheeling around together including the partial albino/leucistic bird. I have seen pictures of this ghost of a bird but it was great to see it standing out among all the other Kites. As a bit of a bonus here a Golden-ringed Dragonfly belted past just maintaining sub-light speed.


We eventually arrived at the cottage and settled down to a sunny evening on the balcony overlooking a bend in the Teifi estuary.