Pebble-Dashing The Dragon, 30 March 2013

A gentler walk east from Port Eynon, around a headland of impressive cliffs and on to Oxwich, where the less adventurous retired to the pub and the hardier artisans got busy with buckets and spades.  We know how to live at the seaside, we do - and after a quick spot of sculpture, the drinkers exited to be confronted with a great big dragon.  Naturally a dragon - it's Wales.

On to Three Cliffs, where most enjoyed the sun from behind shades, while two more ambitious ramblers ignored the view of snow on the distant hills to go for a paddle through a cave, and on for another kilometre or two back to the dragon.  On, relaxed and partially baked, to get busy and fully bake a huge set of lasagnes at the hostel.