Grandpa’s beach.
Myles’s Dad had always talked about a secret beach that was on the Gower. It was never busy as you had to walk a fair distance to reach it.
We had one failed attempt walking over the cliffs from Pennard but turned back.
So today on Father’s Day we walked from Caswell Bay along the coastal path and found Grandpa’s beach.
It didn’t disappoint. Happy Father’s Day.
Posted on June 21, 2015, in Uncategorized and tagged Pwll Du Beach Gower. Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.
There’s a beach like that in N Scotland too. ๐
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Wow, that’s a gorgeous beach, a beautiful drawing and a very poignant caption- I’m in tears! I hope you all had a lovely, if slightly bitter-sweet time there. x
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We did Wendy, and we’ll definitely be back. ๐
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Lovely. A long walk needs an aim to spur flagging participants.
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I followed your link (Grandpa’s beach), and was blown away by the images of beautiful beaches. I went to Wales many times as a child, and took my own daughter there a few times, but we never got to the Gower peninsula. I’m going to be buying a few of the beautiful photographs now, then when I’m no longer in need of a wheelchair, perhaps I’ll find Grandpa’s beach too!
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This brought back childhood memories of Rhossili beach. I live in Australia now but remember so well playing in the rockpools there Fab ๐
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I never tire of a good bit of rock pooling wither, nothing beats fishing crabs out from under rocks!
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It’s an awesome beach and will always hold the spirit of Grandpa.
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