The Spoons That Are My Ears!

The wild camping season has arrived again. Sleeping under the stars quickly becomes an addiction. Last week Adele and I went walking on the Gower and ended up sleeping on the cliffs above Mewslade Bay, near a stone structure that we decided was a neolithic temple but which actually turned out to be a lime kiln from the 17th century. So our educated guess was only out by about 8500 years! Not bad... The night was full of rabbits on crags silhouetted against the moon. We also learned what an excellent fuel gorse wood makes: it catches fire very quickly and burns for a long time. Much better than driftwood.

Mewslade turned out to be a great place to swim, but also a slightly bewildering one, as there's a sandbank not far offshore. The further out into the sea you swim, the shallower the sea becomes! Lots of interesting caves in the cliffs along this part of the coast that seem worth exploring. Hopefully we're going back to the Gower tomorrow and this time I'll make sure I take my camera along. Depends on the weather, of course, as the brief 'heatwave' seems over already...