Rhoscolyn.
leader : Harold Morris.
date : March 6th. 2011

Trefnydd/Meet convener … Harold Morris Nifer/Number on meet 14…

Enwau/Names … John Williams, Arfon Jones, Arwyn Jones, Howard Peace. Gerallt Pennant, Glanfor Williams, Paul Smyth. Margery Warren, Beti Rhys, Haf Meredydd, Avis Reynolds, Trefor and Rhiannon Owen.

Tywydd/Weather … Such, Haulog, Gwynt yn fain. Dry, Sunny, Cool breeze.

Manylion y daith/Meet details

We met, and parked the cars at Rhoscolyn church. A path was taken starting at the rear of the church, which led past a large house called Plas. Having crossed two fields we arrived on a minor road that leads down to Borthwen, we were to follow this for a very short distance, to a public path leading across fields to the south-east. This path turned into a nightmare, narrow, bordered by thorn bushes, while underfoot water and thick mud. The party were to emerge at the far end, bloodied, muddy, and out for the blood of the leader. Certainly a section of path to steer clear of. Things were to greatly improve from this point on as we were now on the much walked coast path. On to the Coastguard lookout, and beyond to visit St Gwenfaen’s well, an interesting structure, but having rather foul looking water.
Beyond, the path takes a sharp turn to the north-east, and is bordered on the landward side by a high stone wall, here we lunched at Rhoscolyn Head.
The path led in a short distance to Porth Saint with its peculiar formation of red rock, much like red sandstone. Some of the party made the descent to the porth to inspect the rock, the path down was rather treacherous in places.
On again around the headland to Bwa Gwyn where Gerallt got carried away again in taking the usual group-photo, a long process, but with excellent results.
On again passing TYGER’S grave to the less impressive Bwa Du. Beyond this point a path leads off to the south-west, and in retrospect this should have been followed.
The leader in his wisdom chose to continue, until close to a caravan site, then to turn east to reach a minor road and a public footpath leading to a derelict farm called Gromlech. Here the leader sent out a scout in the form of Avis to search to the west for a way on, as we were faced with a rather unsavoury barbed wire fence, The leader found a way to the east, which resulted in a detour along a track. Avis rejoined the party having located the correct route, we however continued on the detour, soon to reach the path that Avis had discovered, but continued along the track to reach the sea at the point mentioned previously rather than indulge in further cross-country excursions.
We followed a rather indefinite path for a short way until reassured by a passing walker that this would lead us back to the church, this it did with a few muddy sections on route.
The party returned to Porthmadog and its fleshpot in the way of the Spooner Bar for refreshment.

The leader unreservedly apologises for any inconvenience caused to Beti in her attempts to restore her very smart trousers to their original pristine state.

Note:- For anyone intending to walk here, the coast path is very worthwhile, but in retrospect it is better to avoid the inland paths as they are not in good shape, and could do with a little way-marking.

Harold Morris.