Day 18 – Cross Inn to St
Dogmaels
Date:
Thursday 18th June
Distance: 23.08 Miles
Enjoyed our stay. Several of
B and Bs seem to be selling jewellery or handmade cards as a side- line and it
was good to find something suitable to buy from here.
It
was down hill to the first cove strangely, where Welsh Mist soon became a
downpour and everyone made a beeline for the café. School children were on a
trip with compasses and maps and there was a babble of the Welsh language.
Leaving
again we climbed several very steep roads, the highest being 600 feet. The
sides of the road were wooded and lush with many different types of ferns.
Sharp descents were as bad and we walked when the brake blocks started to smell
of burning rubber.
The
highest priced sandwiches yet, at £6.99, were had at the Ship Inn, where
dolphins were sighted the day before in the bay. (All part of the larger
Cardigan Bay)
After
a Living Rainforest stop for a café ( any excuse for a rest now!) the terrain
improved only to find the tandem slipping on steep slippery road surfaces and
we had to peddle against the wind (Bob thought 30 mile an hour at one point)
Got
to St. Dogmaels for B and B with slight panic about food. Exhausted and hungry
we were not up for anymore riding and the inn over the road was shut for a
wedding. Luckily up another hill half a mile away we found an inn that did a
super mixed grill and spare ribs. Outside here was parked a colourful bus for
counselling and advising children.
We
learn in Fishguard that our hostess is a local councillor which could explain
her manner and her distractedness as her mind seems on higher things. It was up
steep steps for the tandem and then out the back with the concrete mixer
despite being a bike friendly place! This was in the future as they were having
a state of the art shower room and wet clothes room built for the walkers and
cyclists, also covered storage. We did think that just ordinary shed would have
been just as useful and they tried so hard at breakfast they missed the mark.
Huge plates like in trendy restaurants with a tiny amount of bright yellow
scrambled egg and home-made bread with lots of different seeds- not everyone’s
taste. When Pat commented on the bed being OK for sleeping she said that she
knew it was comfortable as it was their old bed. Something a bit wrong here? I
made the mistake of saying I would like porridge with Soya milk (lovely the way I make it) but oatmeal was soaked the night before and what came to the
table was a solid gristy meal like was served at Quarry Bank Mill to the
apprentices.It was nice of her to try but I wish she hadn’t because out of
politeness I had to eat most of it.
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