This is the second crossing, as we head to Wales.

Except for the strategically located bridges.

Too late, we realised it would cost us GBP18.10

Having paid the toll and got the receipt our toll operator said "just a minute" and "what sort of vehicle is this?.

Motorhomes are like cars and cost GBP6. Transaction reversed and reworked and repaid!

We missed the coal mining areas in the valleys of South Wales that provided the energy for Port Talbot. along with some choirs and bands. 

Somewhere between Porth Einan and Rhossili.

We walked to the coast, then Rhossili, and back along the road.

Its been tilted a bit.

In the distance is Wurms Head.

One of Britain's most beautiful.

We decided against building sandcastles and swimming.

The following day we walked towards Porth Einan a bit. Then back to camp as the wind was a bit cool.

On the way we stopped to say hello to Porth Einan.

Ali lived there for a while far too long ago to remember exactly where, but recent enough to remember it as a nice place.

This screw looks like its been embedded in the tyre for a few hours, if not days.

Fortunately no noise of leaking air when it was removed with the help of a pair of pliers.

We'll keep checking the tyre pressures every so often though it always seems like a chore when it never changes.

I guess its nice to have a reminder every so often.

A prime launching spot for Scuba diving from boats.

I did most of my diving on the east coast of England and Scotland. Ali was more fortunate in the choice of dive site.

Water and waste disposal but little else. Just as we like it.

We followed the outline of tractor tracks onto the very damp field and stopped before we got so far in that we couldn't get out.

The water supply had frozen hard by morning.

Porth Cleis is jus over the hill.

We think more limestone.

The caves were a little bit innaccessible.

Lime was shipped along the coast to the small ports, fired in the kilns, and spread on the fields.

From around 1650 to 1900.