Time to Reflect
I spent some quality time in Anglesey during November, December and January walking along the island's beautiful beaches and around its shooting estates. The island has so much to offer in the quieter months when fewer visitors make the trip along the A55 than is the case during the summer months, albeit the weather can be quite mixed.
Last Saturday, I took part in the first of the Anglesey Coastal Path Walks that have been arranged by Trearddur Bay Sailing Club (TBSC) to mark the occasion of the Club's Centenary year.
It was a pleasant walk of about 9.5 miles that started at the Flagstaff at Trearddur Bay and ended at Four Mile Bridge after taking in Rhoscolyn and Silver Bay along the way.
There must have been about 30 of us who gathered at the Flagstaff and we headed off at about 10:30 am in what were very pleasant, albeit windy conditions. The walk to Rhoscolyn was very picturesque - the seas were full of energy and looked pretty unforgiving. For many of the walkers this was quite a familiar route. and it was nice to see that the pair of goats were in residence, perching precariously on the cliffs as we passed by.
Inevitably a small number of the group concluded that they had done their fair share of walking by the time they reached Rhoscolyn so they decided to call in at the White Eagle for what ended up being something like a five hour lunch split between the White Eagle and the Seacroft.
With the benefit of hindsight, talking time out for a good lunch was probably a good choice, since the weather turned quite nasty on the way from Rhoscolyn to Silver Bay. Anglesey does horizontal rain well and last Saturday saw this characteristic at its best.
As the walk progressed, the absence of inner meniscus in my knees started to take its toll so I decided to detatch myself from the group by taking a sneaky detour (which I soon retraced because it was going in the wrong direction) so as to let them move apace.
I rejoined the official route of the Coast Path and hobbled along on my own taking in the views and getting increasingly wet and soggy, using a shepherd's stick that I brought with me to help me on my way.
The great thing about spending time on your own in a beautiful place, albeit in relatively inclement conditions, is that it gives you time to think and that is exactly what I did.
First, having concluded on a skiing trip (mostly apres skiing I must add) earlier this month that I should bite the bullet and get myself a pair of new knees, I contemplated how I could time the operations so as to avoid any interuption to the sailing calendar in the summer. I decided it was doable!
Second, I concluded that my old blog that I have been operating for the past four or five years needed a bit of a refresh and I came up with the idea of snippet.uk.
My old blog - rcporter.com - was a bit of fun (for me anyway), although it was not always possible to post with the frequency I wanted. It was also quite static and not particularly engaging so I wanted to do a root and branch refresh before the Wordpress licence expires on 1 February 2019!
I came up with the idea of snippet.uk as I hobbled well behind the group on the Coastal Walk last Saturday. It is effectively the combination of a traditional blog that people can read as they wish and a closed network platform that people can use, should they so wish, to share information, operate communities of interest, share their thoughts and ideas and keep in touch with one another.
The additional features that snippet.uk provides include:
- Members may maintain their profiles.
- Any member of the network can create blog postings and articles.
- Private groups can be set up so that communities of interest can operate forums and share photographs.
- Details of events may be shared to promote participation.
I have set up this initial version of the site to see how it goes. It will be clunky at times as I get things streamlined but I wanted to dip my toe in the water straight away.
I hope you enjoy the site and that some brave people are happy to work with me as trial users to help make it a success.
For those eagle-eyed readers who have taken the time to study the Strava statistics for Saturday's walk, you will notice that my pace increased significantly over the last mile. Contrary to speculation, this was not due to the tail-winds; it was in fact due to me being picked up by one of TBSC's senior rescue team who went above and beyond the call of duty by providing rescue cover for the inagural Centenary Walk. Conveniently, it would appear that I forgot to turn off my Strava until we got to Four Mile Bridge!