It cost us just £2 each to camp last night at Morfa. The sun was out this morning. It stayed out all day and now there is a clear starry sky with no wind. The forecast had been bad. We had provisions for breakfast and lunch. I had an unusual breakfast of cold pork sausage in pitta bread courtesy of James. We packed up and got to the road, rounded the first corner and there was a shop and cafe. James was only a little frustrated when I insisted on stopping and shopping. He had already had to wait for me to set off, mind you, he didn't have much to pack up as he decided to throw away his tent.

Walking along the coast had been very slow yesterday and we had a lot of miles to cover so we went on the road till Porth Oer, otherwise known as the Whistling Sands. The beach was so packed and loud with children playing that hearing the whistling sands was out of the question. The Lleyn Peninsular is packed with caravans and camp sites full of people all waiting for the sun, so out they came in their droves with all their beach gear, then buying more at the beach shop. James, as an Aussie, was fascinated by the mass of colourful wind-breaks, chairs, li-los, rugs, etc. as all they take to the beach is a surf board and sunscreen.

We walked a bit more of the glorious coast path but then were on the road again to Aberdaron. This area is a must for anyone keen on camping and walking and you could spend at least two weeks exploring. It is agribusiness for the farmers on a massive scale. Many have flocks of sheep in a field in winter and then replace them with flocks of tourists in the summer.

At Hell's Mouth Bay, which is four miles of beach, we tried walking along the cliff but it was too eroded. We could have walked on the beach and watched the surfers but we wouldn't have had time to get along as the tide was almost in. There are the inevitable odd hippy vans and tents in the area.

So the last few miles to Llangian Bunkhouse was again on roads. By this time we had covered 17 miles and were feeling it. After such a day there's little more you want to do after a shower than eat, have a drink and sleep. Unless, of course, you have a blog to write!