For me summer always ends precisely on 27 September,
the date that marks the end of the Puffin Shuttle’s daily forays around the
Pembrokeshire coast. After that it can only be hailed on Thursdays and Saturdays
during its winter schedule travelling between St Davids and Marloes.
The Puffin Bus travels a meandering route along St
Bride’s Bay to the benefit of the walkers of the county’s glorious coastal
path. First thing it sets out from St David’s, calling at Solva, Newgale,
Nolton, Druidston, Broad Haven and Little Haven, and St Brides, coming to a
halt at Marloes before returning to St Davids.
For me it is a passport for my favourite occupation of
walking this stretch of the coastal path. Over the past 30 years and more I
reckon I must have hiked it well over 500 times. I have walked it so often that
it appears regularly in my dreams. If I can’t get to sleep I imagine I’m striding
out on a particular section and count the landmarks before dropping off.
There is something magical where the sea meets the
land, sky and weather in an ever-changing vista. Partly it is the light that,
in my experience, is only matched on the west coast of Ireland and along the
Lleyn peninsula in north Wales. It explains why Pembrokeshire is home to so
many artists.
Spring is a joy when the whites, blues, pinks and reds
of the wild flowers and the bright yellow of the gorse carpet the land with a
veritable rainbow of colour. At the height of summer the tall grass and hot
damp air deliver a heady experience better than any beverage I know. Even in winter
walking in the gales that hammer the coast is an exhilarating thing to do. Rough
seas, dark threatening clouds and driving rain will transport you from the day
to day.
Walking the path on a regular basis inevitably reveals
the permanent inhabitants. The bird life is extraordinarily varied. Apart from
the swooping seabirds there are finches, tits, and curlews, plus the occasional
wren, robin and blackbird. The best place for skylarks is St Brides where if
you lie in the grass for long enough you’ll see them against the sky before
they plummet to the earth.
Rabbits are common. Occasionally a badger appears. Late
one evening I was startled by one in Bluebell Wood near Little Haven. I don’t
know who was most taken aback, he (or she) or me. For a split second we stared
at each other before the badger dived into the scrub below. At this time of
year you might see a newly born seal pup in a closed stony inlet anywhere along
the southern part of the coast. Once I caught a glimpse of a line of dolphins,
from a cliff north of Broad Haven, skimming through the water with their dorsal
fins occasionally breaking surface.
So as autumn turns to winter and the days ahead are shortening,
I’m looking forward to 3 May next year when the Puffin Shuttle begins its schedule
seven days a week and summer begins.
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