Great Orme

Spring it may be and sunny it may have been - there was even some talk about shorty cags before putting on - but it was a raw day beneath the limestone ramparts of Great Orme, North Wales. Launching from West Shore, a light headwind was noticeable if not unpleasant and for the outward journey at least, warmed by some energetic paddling at the very base of the cliffs, the sense of summer days to come, remained strong. Later, I think we all found ourselves wishing for pogies and two days on, there is fresh snow on the low hills of The Dales. Winter it seems, is not quite done yet.
Rounding The Orme on calm seas beneath blue skies and the first of the season's breeding sea birds.
Back in the sun after a chilling stretch in the shadow of the cliffs...
...which with a little more movement in the water, offer some entertaining rock hopping...
...and a few caves, though many are hidden at high water.
We returned, paddling offshore, trying to put a little warmth back into numb fingers, passing beneath the old lighthouse, built in 1862 and in service until 1985.

Comments

Gaynor said…
Amazing photos Will. Hugely inspiring. Thanks for sharing.