The weekend was great as usual. On Saturday it was a day to chill, therefore we did nothing particular. Mrs. Smith went to Moss Side to see a Caribean Carneval, I stayed at home because of the lack of interest from my side.

On sunday the official plan was to visit the Skerries Lighthouse from Holyhead by boat, but unfortunately all the local boat owners were booked until November for boat trips, but we decided to go to Holyhead anyway and look around the coast, see the South Stack Lighthouse again. We got 3 friends of ours in the car, Danel, Rita, and KingZsola who never been in Wales before and off we went.

The weather was chilly and rainy at the beginning, raining on the motorway, and were gray coulds around. But as allways, just soon after we arrived, the rain stopped, and we had quite good weather.

After two hours of driving, we parked the car near North Stack, and had a not too long, but very hard walk on the rocks/cliffs/mountain. It was a footpath, but we had to climb quite high, then come back. Everybody enjoyed the walk, as we could see the ferries departing from Holyhead dock and heading to Dublin, Ireland, and also the sea was wonderful.

After this long walk, we got back to the car and had some sandwiches, also fed ducks and seagulls. We had couple minutes to rest, then we continued our journey, and got in the car again.

The second destination was South Stack. Mrs. Smith and I were there before in April, but that time the weather was horrible, foggy, rainy and cold, so we decided we had to go back there again. This was the time.

Sun shone at us, and the whole island became bright and wonderful. When we got to South Stack, we tried to prepare our friends for the image they were about to see, but of course they did not believe us. Then a moment later, when South Stack just showed up to them coming out behind rocks at the distance, our friends were quite amazed.

It is really a beautiful view. Many pictures were made, then we decided to climb the mountain infront of us, then head to the Holy Island where the lighthouse stood. We did the 400 steps (myself and Mrs Smith for the second time in our life :-)), got to the lighthouse, then we could climb up to the "bulb". The view were great this time, as the weather was clean and there were almost no cloud in the sky.

From this place we could see North Stack and the Skerries Lighthouse in the distance.

The way back were much worse to accomplish. 400 steps up the steep hill, I could not breathe when we reached the top after this long walk. Then from the parking lot, there was another footpath, which lead us right at the top of the mountain, where the english built a small brickhouse in the second World War, to look out for german U-Boats.  

We walked there also, which made me absolut zombie, I never felt such exhausted before.

Had some minutes to rest, then had back to the car, and went for the third place we planned before. Trearddur Bay.

I have seen beautiful pictures about it, however the place itself was nothing special. We have played with our kites, saw lots of jelly fishes, climbed on rocks, watched seagulls, talked to divers, saw a sailing boat race, so alltogether I could tell it worthed it.

We got back to Manchester by 9pm, dropped off our friends at their place, then drove home. By that time I could not even move my feet I was so tired. We watched the pictures, they were great, however we forgot to make "jumping" pictures :-(

No worries, next time...