At Caswell Bay (the first entrance - there are two ways to get to the beach) I took photos then continued walking on the narrow winding road (I was terrified whenever I heard a car!) to the apartment where I met Cazy again.
|Is this the best beach in Britain?|
I ate lunch then visited our side of Caswell Bay, snapping voraciously at the scenery with the SLR’s telescopic lens. The water lapped at my thonged feet - cold but bearable. A blue sky and radiant sun crowned the view and many people were gathered on the beach. Quite a few dogs were leaping through the waves. I watched, bemused, as two teenaged boys climbed some of the cliffs to reach the track to Langland Bay.
I returned to our “home”. Maybe we'll do Oystermouth Castle tomorrow.