I had badly miscalculated the distance today. The cliff paths are a lot further to walk than they appear on the map. After 17 miles of ups and downs my legs were done so I hopped over a fence to get away from the sheer 500ft. drop and set up camp for the night. It is my very own hill fort. It had got to 7.30pm, the wind was blowing colder and the light goes much earlier now. I had a good breakfast, fortunately in my overpriced Bank Holiday G a B and wanted to go to a Welsh Presyterian Chapel Service but the 10 o'clock service simply wasn't happening for some reason. I set off across the river out of Cardigan having digested the fact that it was Lord Cardigan who had got Lord Raglans order wrong at 'The Charge of the Light Brigade'. I charged along the estuary to Poppit Sands, a charming spot and the start of the Pembroke Coast Path. I've seen so much coastline and most recently enjoyed the Llyn Penninsula and the Ceredigion Coast Path but this is something else. OK, I was lucky with the weather but I have to say that as a coastal path, this is the best so far. The effort to construct it, put the signs up and open it was done way back in 1970 so it's time some of the signs were replaced, but it's very well marked. I saw all the geological features I'd taught in GCSE Geography last year including a blow-hole. I saw also a red kite and lots of choughs. No otters or bottle-nosed dolphins or mermaids, though.