12 June 2022 Great Orme and its mines.

After tackling the little hill, now is the time for the big one at our doorstep. Another day for walking, but when the going gets tough, there is always the cable car. Either way, it is a good plan.

It was a gloriously bright and sunny day. Mountain peak forecast for Great Orme was 9C with 35kmph winds. We did not have much options; it was the t-shirts, the woolie, the fleece and windbreaker like when we went up the  previous peaks.

We ditched our car for the tram to the peak. It starts at 10am, so we had 30 minutes or so taking in the morning sights near the pier. 

A queue has already formed outside the Tramway station. We bought a return ticket. The trip up involves a tram change at the midpoint.

Uphill tram ride offered a limited but breathtaking view of the town below. We hopped onto the connecting tram at midpoint. Endless vistas of grassland and sea opened before us. The wind chill was not as bad as the night we drove up. It was still cold but bearable because it was sunny.

I think we took hundreds of photos at Great Orme. We walked to the hill of Names to discover rocks with fossils strewn all over. The view was spectacular. It was the best decision getting up the Great Orme again.

We did more walks to view Bangor, Menai Strait and the Irish Sea from the Orme. The vastness, that chill! No photo could capture that properly.

We had an average lunch at the Captains Table, mainly because it was a warm place with proper conveniences.

We took the tram down to midpoint and walked to the Orme mines. £9 for a smallish walk underground; I would have thought it would be much longer. The paths underground were wet and dark; my headlights came in very handy.

Before we knew it, the walk was over. Quite an expensive walk; no wonder there wasn't many visitors.

We continued our tram ride down to town. This time I played photographer. An awkward chap sat very prim and proper across Pat much to my amusement.

We walked the entire length of the pier. The tide had receded and revealed another wooden pier extending out to the sea. The rocky beach extended at least 1 km out to the sea. Seagulls cannibalized what was left behind in the tide pools. Kids with buckets dug for clams.No one thought how hazardous it was walking on the wet ,sharp, algae ridden rocks.

I had an expensive ice cream cone (never again). We soaked up the funfair atmosphere and the sunlit bay.

At 4pm, with nothing else on our program, we sauntered back. Dinner would be baked ribs with pasta. 

Dr H would join us tomorrow. I prayed that it would be a smooth trip west from London after her work. This holiday is more hectic for her was she had to juggle work and spending time with us. I think we had more fun that her so far.