Everyone (whom shall remain nameless) took off for the beach at Llwyngwril while I was sorting something else out in the house sort of early New Year's Day afternoon. Probably hungover, I dunno. Decided to grab my camera (last time I came here, it was nowhere near as good a one) and make synthy with the still rather nice scenery and hazy sunset, uncontrolled pedestrian rail crossing*, etc. And was just in time to meet them coming up from the beach, so I never actually got to go down there this time. It was about to get dark, anyhow.
Gotta spot 'em all sights:
Single track railway line with gated crossing and bilingual warning signs.
(* out of use, as it's NYD, so I could take the standing-in-the-middle shots in safety)
(funny they have to give those warnings - you've almost certainly got to get across a busier, just as dangerous road to get to the crossing itself; in fact I think the rail speed limit is the same as the road, here)
Mountains, and a mountainous, cliffy coast stretching off into the hazy distance
The aftermath of the previous night's (pitiful) midnight fireworks
(what's worse is that I bought them, and the ones that our temporary neighbours let off from their -doorstep- were more impressive)
Several well-wrapped people, including Jenny and her pet rock
Rocky beach with breakers
Pretty coastal village with an unpronouncable, unspellable name.
Llywngwril station platform
Distant rail speed limit sign
Multiple cack-handed changes of exposure
And I think there's a caravan in there somewhere :)