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On the Saturday morning we rose early and packed the van up with our belongings. Rene got off back up north to Milnthorpe and we set out southwards to home. This was not however before I realised that it would be my last chance to photograph dawn at Trefor, so I went down to the shore even earlier to take pictures of the brewing sky and windy foliage. We left, but stopped at the beach in Criccieth as the light was spectacular, and then had only one stop in Snowdonia for a coffee on the way home. Some of the Criccieth pictures have been converted to black and white using Silver Effex Pro. It was the end of a fantastic 3 weeks in Wales. View from the back of the house at Trefor The beach at Criccieth

On the Wednesday Rene had planned to visit a cousin living in Harlech, so we thought we would go for a long walk up the Garn For mountain. We started by walking down to the shore and taking the coast path for a while where cormorants preened on cliffs and rocks. We then diverted inland, past a cottage with a fantastic view over the ocean and up back towards the quarry. We passed under the old bridge from the railway which was once used to transport rock from the quarry, and then on up, having lunch by a ruined cottage that someone had made a halfhearted attempt to mend and then given up on. Alan was pretty pleased with his pasty! The weather was dull and overcast with a swirling mist over the top of the hills which did not dissipate as the day went on. We walked up, more steeply higher and higher, but finally stopped when the mist was all around us and there was no chance of a view. And every chance we would lose ourselves We were forced to turn back but compensated for it by sitting b...

We had been blessed with some early dramatic, stormy skies and I took advantage of this with a solitary excursion to the beach at Trefor, where there is a good view of Garn For and it's quarry. It is about a 1/2 mile walk from the town to the beach passing through a narrow walled footpath sided by pastureland. The beach is rather scruffy and stoney but has a good backdrop of hills.

After spending Saturday in bed and Sunday being a bit feeble, although we did have visitors, the drugs did their job and by Monday I was up and about. Trefor is a small, rather scruffy town on the north west side of the Lleyn Peninsula, North Wales. It has one shop with very little in it, a post office, working men's club, several garages and a bus station which was on the side we were staying, so that we were woken from 6.30 onwards by the sound of diesel engines moving up the street. It is a quarry town and lies under the shadow of Garn For, the smallest of the three peaks of Yr Eifl and the one whose side is scarred by the granite quarry and works. The quarry has now shut. The beach is stony and has a small harbour and a defunct pier closed off for safety reasons. I can see you are all dying to visit. The first three pictures are of the town, changed to monochrome with Perfect Photo Suite. We drove down to Morfa Nefyn, still on the north coast, and walked through the golf cou...