DAY 7, NEWGALE to WHITESANDS BAY
Distance: 31 km
Time on trail: 6:30 – 17:30
Whitesands Beach campsite 7£
After a rough and restless night the morning revealed itself serene and sunny. Lazy wawes hit the shore, for the wind had withdrawn somewhere behind the horizon. But I knew it would come back. According to the forecast, it’ll rain 20mm the next day!
But I enjoyed the fine morning, and the 71 steps that lead from Newgale up to Cwm Maer. For three hours I walked up and down, at the top of steep cliffs, yellow gorse groving all over, before reaching the pretty village of Solva.
On my way to St. David I encountered several groups doing “coasteering”, traversing sea cliffs by scrambling and climbing. It looked crazy to hover above sharp rocks and whirling waves.
From Caerfai Bay I headed inland to St.David – the smallest city in Britain. After 30 minutes I reached the lively yard of the cathedral. I felt tired and had considered long if making this side trip, but inside the cathedral I kned I had made the right choice.
The last 14km were splendid walking. The landscape felt more isolated than before but the long beach of Whitesands Bay was full of surfers.
The surfers disappeared with the last light and dark and ominous clouds covered the sky. It was cold and the only café was closed at five. Wind got stronger, almost stormy. The camping site felt exposed but I had no idea what was about to come…
DAY 8, WHITESANDS BAY to TREFIN
Distance: 18 km
Time on trail: 8:00 – 14:30
Prendergast Caravan park 5£
Heavy rain and wind shaked the tent during the small hours. I felt increasingly unease, until after six the wind was so strong that it severely questioned the tent’s ability to hold on. I looked outside and saw how a big camping tent had flown over a white van. At the same time the vertical pole at the end of my feet was airborne! I burst into action. Without any hesitation, I did an emergency exit, and in less than a minute all my gear was out and the tent down. I moved to the nearby toilet block to pack my stuff better, feeling quite dismal. Fortunately, nothing had got broken, unlike the tent of the man in the white van. Poor man had been camping for two months before this happened.
After recovering in the toilet block, I left the exposed beach and headed towards the towering Carn Penberry. Fortunately, in few hours the weather changed and walking felt enjoyable again.
At Porthgain I stopped for a lunch in the famous Sloop Inn. After a hard morning I felt like I deserved it.
And in one hour and half I was already at the Trefin campsite. I was the only one camping, of course. Later I headed to the locan inn to watch Champions League football.
DAY 9, TREFIN to FISHGUARD+
Distance: 35 km
Time on trail: 6:00 – 17:00
Fishguard Bay Caravan and Camping park 15£
After leaving the sheltered campsite behind, the reality hit against my face and hard. When I reached the sea side cliff tops next to the village, a mixture of raging wind, rain and even a hail storm stroke me in a horizontal plane. The wind was so hard, that walking to the opposite direction would have been impossible.
For 4 hours I fought in the wind. Even if it blew mainly from behind and side, it came in strong gusts that really shook my balance. After reaching the Strumble Head lighthouse, the trail turned east and wasn’t so exposed any longer. The waves calmed down and dark clouds disappeared.
At the sheltered beach of Portsychan Bay I stopped for a lunch and shared the moment with a curious seal, who swam several times nearby to greet me. During the three hour stretch to Fishguard I saw at least five times seals in different spots and had a rare chat with another Coast Path walker!
I felt exhausted at the rainy Fishguard but the campsite was still 3km further along the coast.
But what a campsite it is! Pricey but definitely worth it. I enjoyed the top-notch facilities and views over the sea. Unfortunately no other campers were around so I crawled early to bed. The next day would be the ultimate ending for the journey; instead of two shorter days, I’ll push until the very end and leave only few kilometers for the the travel day.
DAY 10, FISHGUARD+ to ALLT-Y-COED
Distance: 36,5 km
Time on trail: 6:00 – 17:00
Allt-Y-Coed Farm 5£
A beautiful morning was inspiring and with full of energy, I headed onwards.
I had dried my shoes and socks well during the night – but for nothing! The trail was so narrow that all the moist grass around made my feet wet again in no time. And the whole tour around Dinas Island was absolutely full of sheep and cow waste. But I saw porpoises. Near Needle Rock, which was full of sea birds, two porpoises swam along the bay, their dark backs glimmering in the morning sun.
Despite the nice sight, my mood went worse as it began to really hurt my feet. My body was sensing how the end was drawing near and it wanted to give up already. I expected to have a long break at Newport before starting the last official section, but it was cold and rainy again. I ate quickly and kept going, grim look on my face.
There are more than 500 gates along the Coast Path, and now only 36 was left. The end was close!
But the last 20km were supposed to be the toughest on the whole trail. It was the most beautiful section too and fortunately I left the rain behind. At Witch’s Cauldron I kept a longer break, and even if at first it felt like doing more harm for my tired legs and hurting feet, they warmed up one last time.
The last few hours went in a flow, not really feeling any pain but the sweet taste of a victory. I climbed the flanks of Foel Hendre like in my best days in the Alps. It was easy to smile at Cemaes Head, near the Allt-y-Coed campsite.
DAY 11, ALLT-Y-COED to CARDIGAN
Distance: 8,5 km
Time on trail: 8:00 – 9:40
On the last day I walked to the official end of the trail and then to Cardigan. As soon as I boarded a bus to Carmarthen, it began to rain, and in Carmarthen it was pouring with water. I waited long hours before my train towards London Gatwick arrived.
I had high hopes for this hike and in some way I felt a bit disappointed in the end. The weather wasn’t the best, of course not the worst either, but compared to the sunny and warm spell just before my trip, I couldn’t help but to feel slightly unfortunate. The constant wind really got on my nerves and made the evenings very chilly. The other minus factor was the total absence of fellow long-distance hikers and the feeling of belonging to the community of hikers. It was perhaps too early of the season or bad timings, but I was the only hiker camping in all of the campsites! The trail felt also few days too long. I think it would work best as a hike that could be done in a week.
But nevertheless it’s a beautiful trail with plenty to see. And if you’re interested in birds and wildlife, you’ll get even more out of it. Just remember to bring small binoculars!