It rained all through the night. It was raining as we left Aberdaron and it rained most of the morning and the afternoon, too. We ended up wading across a river. I found it hard to appreciate the landscape because I was concentrating on surviving, but half registered that the northern coast of the Llyn is softer and more agricultural, less tourist-y, much of the coastline owned by the National Trust which avoids too many of the caravan parks beloved as a source of income by the small farmers.
I took photographs of stone walls for Mariana Cook:-