The ultimate attraction of sea kayaking is ending a perfect day of paddling with a camp on a deserted beach. This timeless form of
adventure brings an overwhelming sense of freedom.
On the first of the trips with Manchester Canoe Club I was joined by Diane, Andrew, Holly and Dez. We launched onto the Menai Strait heading for the isolated beaches and dunes on the south west corner of Anglesey. Blue skies and warm sun could not distract us from the freshening southwesterly breeze. The increasing wind made our progress tough. We rested in the shelter of some trees near to Port Dinorwic and later again in the shadow of Caernarfon Castle. The final leg took us through rough water and strong currents. Having been battered by waves over 4 feet high we finally found a suitable place to camp with good shelter from the wind among the dunes.
On the first of the trips with Manchester Canoe Club I was joined by Diane, Andrew, Holly and Dez. We launched onto the Menai Strait heading for the isolated beaches and dunes on the south west corner of Anglesey. Blue skies and warm sun could not distract us from the freshening southwesterly breeze. The increasing wind made our progress tough. We rested in the shelter of some trees near to Port Dinorwic and later again in the shadow of Caernarfon Castle. The final leg took us through rough water and strong currents. Having been battered by waves over 4 feet high we finally found a suitable place to camp with good shelter from the wind among the dunes.
There was plenty of driftwood for a fire
and we picked mussels fresh from the shore. Beer and wine flowed with stories
and jokes until the embers faded.
By morning, the wind had dropped and our
journey back to Menai Bridge was uneventful; possibly overshadowed by last
nights revelry around the fire.
The second trip started at the northern east tip of Anglesey. This time I was joined by Amanda, Andy, Frances and another Andy. We took a trip around Puffin Island and marveled at the inquisitive inhabitants of the seal colony at its northeastern tip. Soon afterwards the tide race in Puffin Strait gave a few emotional moments. When we landed on the pebbly beach beside the Trwyn Du Lighthouse, tea and cake was soon on order at the nearby café.
The second trip started at the northern east tip of Anglesey. This time I was joined by Amanda, Andy, Frances and another Andy. We took a trip around Puffin Island and marveled at the inquisitive inhabitants of the seal colony at its northeastern tip. Soon afterwards the tide race in Puffin Strait gave a few emotional moments. When we landed on the pebbly beach beside the Trwyn Du Lighthouse, tea and cake was soon on order at the nearby café.
After our refreshments it was time to head
out west and look for somewhere to camp. After a few kilometres of surfing down
wind we found a steep pebbly beach with an abandoned quarry. The flat areas on
the beach and the grassy quarry floor made for good camping with excellent
views from out tents. We even gathered enough driftwood for a fire that lasted
well into the night. As the evening rain came in we sheltered under a
tarpaulin. It wasn't long before the sound of distant thunder rolled across the
sea. This was just the beginning of a terrific storm with continuous thunder
and lightning with hours of torrential rain. An amazing experience.
The storm abated in the early hours and the
rain stopped in time for breakfast. However, there were streams running through
the quarry and it was lucky that some tents didn’t get washed away.
The paddle out was atmospheric along a
damp, misty coastline with waterfalls cascading over the rocks. The final
blessing was a spell of warm sunshine, which arrived neatly in time for us to
get changed and pack up.
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