On the way back from Llanfaglan, we saw Caernarvon from the other side of the river, where one can appreciate the full scale of the Castle and the way it dominates the town:-

We walked up to admire Segontium Terrace, high above the water:-

And the mildly gothicised Ebenezer Wesleyan Chapel nearby:-

We went to see St. Baglan, a deserted church on a slope on the side of Foryd Bay, as charming and atmospheric a site and church as can be, empty and long disused, but with a strong sense of rustic piety:-

It was the same today as yesterday:  rain in the day, clearing in the evening.   I walked down the other side of the estuary, where it is all samphire and marshland and one sees the same view, only more pastoral:-

We have never, for some reason, been down to Church Bay in the north-west of the island:  a small inlet which used to have a brick works and now has a crofthouse, Swtan, which was restored in the 1990s with the help of European funding:-

We walked along the Malltreath Cob, completed in 1812 as part of a project to reclaim the Malltreath Marsh from the tide, straightening the River Cefni as a canal all the way to Llangefni. This was where Charles Tunnicliffe RA lived in a house called Shorelands, moving there from Manchester in 1947, with its fine views of remote marshes and seabirds:-

No sun today, until the early evening when it came out unusually bright:-

We had lunch in Caernarvon, which always looks as if it might be coming up in the world, with a funfair in the town square and bunting in the streets:-

It’s not often that we can see the summit of Snowdon quite so clearly, hovering mysteriously behind the conical shape of Moel Eilio, which this morning is swathed in cloud:-