Gwylan
Guru
- Location
- All at sea⛵
When I rocked up at Port Eynon hostel, the warden was so chuffed to hear that I'd cycled all the way down from Essex she went and fetched her mate to come and have a chat too.
When I rang to book a bed at Newcastle YHA the warden asked if I wanted the postcode for the GPS:
"No thanks, I'm cycling"
"Oh, well done!"
I used to work on the fourth floor, and people thought I was crackers because I always ran up the stairs instead of waiting for the lift.
Port Eynon was a beach I went to as a very young person. About 1950. Before Gower was discovered.
It was just a poverty ridden, happy place with a thriving alternative economy, place then.


