None of us had ever been to Rhosneigr before so it was all new. We didn't know the best way to the beach so we parked up and followed a likely looking path to the beach. We soon found out it wasn't the best path. This path took us up and over those sand dunes you can see.
When we got closer they loomed big, wide and hilly... but manageable... and fun... kind of. Happily the view the other side of them made the trek worthwhile. Plus it was a sunny, blue sky day. Perfect for a day on the beach.
Nicholas with one of the body boards while he waits for his surfboard to be ready.
Gary got it sorted.
And then they were off!
And doing what they came for. All three of the boys doing their thing.
George tried the surf board too.
It's a shame George is missing from this pic but just over there in the background on the right is William sitting reading the paper with all the picnic stuff around him.
As with all good things, they come to an end and all too soon it was time to pack up and make our way back to the car. Thankfully by an easier route than we had taken on the way in. William, above, was loaded up to the gills while Nicholas carried just his crocs. To be fair to Nicholas he had tried to help by carrying one of the fold up chairs but it kept falling out of its bag and was more trouble than it was worth to have him carry the thing, so grandad got to carry that too.
William took a well earned breather while the van was packed up.
We had had a lovely afternoon. There had been fun in the water, a picnic on a beautiful beach, sunshine and fresh sea air. Not bad for a day in May in Great Britain.
Until next time,