Day 3 took cousin W and I to Bosherton. This small place is most famous for it's lilly ponds, but as time was short and we had both seen the lily ponds previously, we went in search of St. Govan's Chaple. This is a small hermit's chaple, built right into the cliffs, is dated around the 13th centuary. After such a long time, what we know of St. Govan is limited and has now become encrusted with legend.
To enter this picturesque little chaple it is necessary to decend a long, extremely steep flight of steps. Again legend has it that they cannot be counted the same going down and coming up by any mortal being. I counted 76 on the way down, but I was too busy gasping for breath to count them on the way back up! A stone alter stand in the chaple, (I did take a photograph, but it did not come out clearly enough to print it)and it does have the remains of an inscription, but all that can be deciphered now is the figures 6 and 0.
We finished up our time by walking the length of Broad Haven West's lovely beach. We were the only two people on it apart from a small family who were playing over the far end. It really was a supberb break and a lovely time of year to go to pembrokeshire, when the holiday season is not quite over, but not teeming with people.
This was a good four days, very enjoyable. It has given me the confidence to travel about again, something I have been lacking since my divorce. Who knows where this will lead.
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