{"id":475,"date":"2010-08-14T21:43:00","date_gmt":"2010-08-14T21:43:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/?p=475"},"modified":"2024-01-29T10:35:59","modified_gmt":"2024-01-29T10:35:59","slug":"day-6-mwnt-to-our-parting-and-for-me-to-trefin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/?p=475","title":{"rendered":"Day 6 \u2013 Mwnt to our parting and (for me) to Trefin"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Posted on&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/2010\/08\/14\/day-6-mwnt-to-our-parting-and-for-me-to-trefin\/\"><strong>14 August 2010<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I awoke early and it was still cloudy and cold I put an extra fleece on while lying in my sleeping bag. Charlotte slept through to 7.40 so I had a shower and washed yesterday\u2019s shorts and top.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">There was some rice left over form last night\u2019s curry (camping stove made, of course) so I added and egg and fried it up. It was filing rather than appetising. Once we\u2019d packed up our tents we headed for Mwnt beach via the footpath and a cowfield. Charlotte spent some time getting to know the residents better.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"800\" height=\"600\" src=\"https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05827.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-476\" srcset=\"https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05827.jpg 800w, https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05827-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05827-768x576.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">On several occasions we noticed that the weather was very annoying: there was blue sky out to sea but as soon as the west wind started to rise, so clouds would form and obscure the sun. The higher the ground, the thicker the cloud. I had a pretty good swim. We were alone on the beach so I took advantage whilst in the water and had a skinny dip, my trunks draped over my shoulder, but there were too many people in the caravan site who were liable to come down to the beach at any moment so I was clad again when I emerged onto the beach. Charlotte, sadly, was&nbsp;<em>hors concours<\/em>&nbsp;so far as swimming was concerned because of the wound to her leg.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"800\" height=\"600\" src=\"https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05828.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-477\" srcset=\"https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05828.jpg 800w, https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05828-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05828-768x576.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That\u2019s the view over the Preseli mountains, over which Charlotte would have to ride later in the day on her way back to Haverfordwest station. Before we reached Cardigan the sky began to clear quite nicely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"800\" height=\"600\" src=\"https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05829.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-478\" srcset=\"https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05829.jpg 800w, https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05829-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05829-768x576.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We said our farewells and I headed off on my own, feeling a little down. I\u2019m not that good with my own company and I definitely prefer that of someone else. However, the weather was doing its best to cheer me up and, for the first time on trip, I was treated to long spells of unbroken sunshine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"800\" height=\"600\" src=\"https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05830.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-479\" srcset=\"https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05830.jpg 800w, https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05830-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/gentlemancyclist.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/DSC05830-768x576.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I found a very nice pub in Nevern and bought some lunch and then it was back onto the A487 into Fishguard. There were two chevrons to negotiate and I walked up the hill into the town. I can\u2019t stand cycling really slowly when there\u2019s fast traffic coming past.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I saw two promising-looking beaches on the map \u2013 Aber Bach and Aber Mawr. They were very pretty and I thought about a spot of wild camping there, but I didn\u2019t really feel comfortable with that as I didn\u2019t have sufficient water-carrying capacity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">After a few more miles I found myself in Trefin and its camp site. I pitched my tent, cooked some food, had an excellent shower in the new block and then had an early night.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Posted on&nbsp;14 August 2010 I awoke early and it was still cloudy and cold I put an extra fleece on while lying in my sleeping bag. Charlotte slept through to 7.40 so I had a shower and washed yesterday\u2019s shorts and top. 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