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Another fab weekend in Pembrokeshire, enjoying better weather than London - and making the long awaited visit to the legendary Mrs Weston's Tea Shop!
On Friday, Hazel and I followed our usual routine for the our journey west - taking the mid-afternoon train to Newport where we rendezvoused with Dave for the drive on to Steffi's.
As is traditional, we prepared for Saturday's stroll along the Pembroke Coast Path with a Friday night feast of Steffi-curries - and a snifter of whiskey to see us on our way to Newgale for a night in the 'van. We slept well.
Saturday dawned sunny, and after a leisurely breakfast we set off, Dave at the wheel, destination: the National Trust car park at Stackpole Quay for a circular(ish) walk, combining the Pembroke Coast Path with the National Trust Stackpole Estate.
From Stackpole Quay we walked along the coastal path to Barafundle's beautiful beach and flower-filled woods, onwards to Stackpole Head for the nesting seabirds, rock windows and the eponymous stacks masquerading as wizard hats and seals. Next up Broadhaven South - another expanse of golden sands - although by now the sun had given way to sea mist, making for pleasant walking but gloomy-looking photos.
Crossing the Castlemartin firing range we arrived at the tiny chapel of St Govan's, and then looped back towards Broadhaven turning off into the sand dunes and overgrowth to make our way to Bosherston Lakes. Lilies galore; people too. A lone swan gliding through the lily beds.
Emerging into the NT Car Park at Bosherston, we homed in on the holy grail of Mrs Weston's Tea Shop, AKA (if all you have to go on are the signs) Ye Olde Worlde Cafe. If I tell you that panini and filter coffee are considered new-fangled additions to the menu, you'll appreciate that the name is apt. Proper big tea pot of tea, with a large ceramic jug of hot water for topping up (itself topped up with alacrity), "two beans and cheese on toast" came just as hoped - not beans with a sprinkling of grated cheddar, but 1xbeans on toast and 1xcheese on toast. Plus an array of traditional condiments: salad cream, Branston pickle, English mustard. TAY-STEE.
We completed our loop back to Stackpole Quay across and alongside Bosherston Lakes and the Stackpole Deer Park, which we felt justified another cup of tea / coffee and giant slices of cake / scones at the Boathouse Tea Room before a final stroll to Stackpole's stony beach for fossil fossicking.
Back at Newgale, we indulged in Mohitos and many rounds of Uno. As night fell on the longest day, the skies turned pink before giving way to a bright crescent moon, planets and stars.
Sunday - the traditions continued: a stroll along Newgale beach, heading south along the cliff path this time, before driving back to Steffi's for one of Maurice's Marvellous Sunday lunches. Hazel and I succumbed to the post-prandial snooze for most of the drive back to Newport as a result. Another tradition - sorry Dave!
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Not sure of the title for this as we walked through Barafundle Bay and along the coastal walk by the cliff edge, so not sure if this is Barafundle or Stackpole. It's a great area for photography though!
Housed: Box 73
Preferred Citation: Stackpole Corporation Records, HCLA 1798, Eberly Family Special Collections Library, University Libraries, Pennsylvania State University.
Repository: Penn State Special Collections, University Park, PA, USA.
SCE_9730 Barafundle Bay
Pembrokeshire
Pembroke SA71 5LS
Visited on 13 June 2014 on a beautiful sunny day.
Park the car in the National Trust car park and walk along the Pembrokeshire coastal path to access the bay.
More general photos at:
Stackpole estate is an amazing place and as you walk through the woodlands - you find many old and falling down buildings, walls, etc - It is so nice to see them starting to restore this place to its former glory. I hope they do all of it eventually because it would be an amazing place to visit if they do
Stackpole Estate
Another fab weekend in Pembrokeshire, enjoying better weather than London - and making the long awaited visit to the legendary Mrs Weston's Tea Shop!
On Friday, Hazel and I followed our usual routine for the our journey west - taking the mid-afternoon train to Newport where we rendezvoused with Dave for the drive on to Steffi's.
As is traditional, we prepared for Saturday's stroll along the Pembroke Coast Path with a Friday night feast of Steffi-curries - and a snifter of whiskey to see us on our way to Newgale for a night in the 'van. We slept well.
Saturday dawned sunny, and after a leisurely breakfast we set off, Dave at the wheel, destination: the National Trust car park at Stackpole Quay for a circular(ish) walk, combining the Pembroke Coast Path with the National Trust Stackpole Estate.
From Stackpole Quay we walked along the coastal path to Barafundle's beautiful beach and flower-filled woods, onwards to Stackpole Head for the nesting seabirds, rock windows and the eponymous stacks masquerading as wizard hats and seals. Next up Broadhaven South - another expanse of golden sands - although by now the sun had given way to sea mist, making for pleasant walking but gloomy-looking photos.
Crossing the Castlemartin firing range we arrived at the tiny chapel of St Govan's, and then looped back towards Broadhaven turning off into the sand dunes and overgrowth to make our way to Bosherston Lakes. Lilies galore; people too. A lone swan gliding through the lily beds.
Emerging into the NT Car Park at Bosherston, we homed in on the holy grail of Mrs Weston's Tea Shop, AKA (if all you have to go on are the signs) Ye Olde Worlde Cafe. If I tell you that panini and filter coffee are considered new-fangled additions to the menu, you'll appreciate that the name is apt. Proper big tea pot of tea, with a large ceramic jug of hot water for topping up (itself topped up with alacrity), "two beans and cheese on toast" came just as hoped - not beans with a sprinkling of grated cheddar, but 1xbeans on toast and 1xcheese on toast. Plus an array of traditional condiments: salad cream, Branston pickle, English mustard. TAY-STEE.
We completed our loop back to Stackpole Quay across and alongside Bosherston Lakes and the Stackpole Deer Park, which we felt justified another cup of tea / coffee and giant slices of cake / scones at the Boathouse Tea Room before a final stroll to Stackpole's stony beach for fossil fossicking.
Back at Newgale, we indulged in Mohitos and many rounds of Uno. As night fell on the longest day, the skies turned pink before giving way to a bright crescent moon, planets and stars.
Sunday - the traditions continued: a stroll along Newgale beach, heading south along the cliff path this time, before driving back to Steffi's for one of Maurice's Marvellous Sunday lunches. Hazel and I succumbed to the post-prandial snooze for most of the drive back to Newport as a result. Another tradition - sorry Dave!
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Stackpole Walled Gardens, Pembrokeshire. Wales. UK
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Walled Gardens in Stackpole.
www.stackpole-walledgardens.co.uk/
More general photographs at www.flickr.com/photos/staneastwood/albums
Another fab weekend in Pembrokeshire, enjoying better weather than London - and making the long awaited visit to the legendary Mrs Weston's Tea Shop!
On Friday, Hazel and I followed our usual routine for the our journey west - taking the mid-afternoon train to Newport where we rendezvoused with Dave for the drive on to Steffi's.
As is traditional, we prepared for Saturday's stroll along the Pembroke Coast Path with a Friday night feast of Steffi-curries - and a snifter of whiskey to see us on our way to Newgale for a night in the 'van. We slept well.
Saturday dawned sunny, and after a leisurely breakfast we set off, Dave at the wheel, destination: the National Trust car park at Stackpole Quay for a circular(ish) walk, combining the Pembroke Coast Path with the National Trust Stackpole Estate.
From Stackpole Quay we walked along the coastal path to Barafundle's beautiful beach and flower-filled woods, onwards to Stackpole Head for the nesting seabirds, rock windows and the eponymous stacks masquerading as wizard hats and seals. Next up Broadhaven South - another expanse of golden sands - although by now the sun had given way to sea mist, making for pleasant walking but gloomy-looking photos.
Crossing the Castlemartin firing range we arrived at the tiny chapel of St Govan's, and then looped back towards Broadhaven turning off into the sand dunes and overgrowth to make our way to Bosherston Lakes. Lilies galore; people too. A lone swan gliding through the lily beds.
Emerging into the NT Car Park at Bosherston, we homed in on the holy grail of Mrs Weston's Tea Shop, AKA (if all you have to go on are the signs) Ye Olde Worlde Cafe. If I tell you that panini and filter coffee are considered new-fangled additions to the menu, you'll appreciate that the name is apt. Proper big tea pot of tea, with a large ceramic jug of hot water for topping up (itself topped up with alacrity), "two beans and cheese on toast" came just as hoped - not beans with a sprinkling of grated cheddar, but 1xbeans on toast and 1xcheese on toast. Plus an array of traditional condiments: salad cream, Branston pickle, English mustard. TAY-STEE.
We completed our loop back to Stackpole Quay across and alongside Bosherston Lakes and the Stackpole Deer Park, which we felt justified another cup of tea / coffee and giant slices of cake / scones at the Boathouse Tea Room before a final stroll to Stackpole's stony beach for fossil fossicking.
Back at Newgale, we indulged in Mohitos and many rounds of Uno. As night fell on the longest day, the skies turned pink before giving way to a bright crescent moon, planets and stars.
Sunday - the traditions continued: a stroll along Newgale beach, heading south along the cliff path this time, before driving back to Steffi's for one of Maurice's Marvellous Sunday lunches. Hazel and I succumbed to the post-prandial snooze for most of the drive back to Newport as a result. Another tradition - sorry Dave!
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Another fab weekend in Pembrokeshire, enjoying better weather than London - and making the long awaited visit to the legendary Mrs Weston's Tea Shop!
On Friday, Hazel and I followed our usual routine for the our journey west - taking the mid-afternoon train to Newport where we rendezvoused with Dave for the drive on to Steffi's.
As is traditional, we prepared for Saturday's stroll along the Pembroke Coast Path with a Friday night feast of Steffi-curries - and a snifter of whiskey to see us on our way to Newgale for a night in the 'van. We slept well.
Saturday dawned sunny, and after a leisurely breakfast we set off, Dave at the wheel, destination: the National Trust car park at Stackpole Quay for a circular(ish) walk, combining the Pembroke Coast Path with the National Trust Stackpole Estate.
From Stackpole Quay we walked along the coastal path to Barafundle's beautiful beach and flower-filled woods, onwards to Stackpole Head for the nesting seabirds, rock windows and the eponymous stacks masquerading as wizard hats and seals. Next up Broadhaven South - another expanse of golden sands - although by now the sun had given way to sea mist, making for pleasant walking but gloomy-looking photos.
Crossing the Castlemartin firing range we arrived at the tiny chapel of St Govan's, and then looped back towards Broadhaven turning off into the sand dunes and overgrowth to make our way to Bosherston Lakes. Lilies galore; people too. A lone swan gliding through the lily beds.
Emerging into the NT Car Park at Bosherston, we homed in on the holy grail of Mrs Weston's Tea Shop, AKA (if all you have to go on are the signs) Ye Olde Worlde Cafe. If I tell you that panini and filter coffee are considered new-fangled additions to the menu, you'll appreciate that the name is apt. Proper big tea pot of tea, with a large ceramic jug of hot water for topping up (itself topped up with alacrity), "two beans and cheese on toast" came just as hoped - not beans with a sprinkling of grated cheddar, but 1xbeans on toast and 1xcheese on toast. Plus an array of traditional condiments: salad cream, Branston pickle, English mustard. TAY-STEE.
We completed our loop back to Stackpole Quay across and alongside Bosherston Lakes and the Stackpole Deer Park, which we felt justified another cup of tea / coffee and giant slices of cake / scones at the Boathouse Tea Room before a final stroll to Stackpole's stony beach for fossil fossicking.
Back at Newgale, we indulged in Mohitos and many rounds of Uno. As night fell on the longest day, the skies turned pink before giving way to a bright crescent moon, planets and stars.
Sunday - the traditions continued: a stroll along Newgale beach, heading south along the cliff path this time, before driving back to Steffi's for one of Maurice's Marvellous Sunday lunches. Hazel and I succumbed to the post-prandial snooze for most of the drive back to Newport as a result. Another tradition - sorry Dave!
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Another fab weekend in Pembrokeshire, enjoying better weather than London - and making the long awaited visit to the legendary Mrs Weston's Tea Shop!
On Friday, Hazel and I followed our usual routine for the our journey west - taking the mid-afternoon train to Newport where we rendezvoused with Dave for the drive on to Steffi's.
As is traditional, we prepared for Saturday's stroll along the Pembroke Coast Path with a Friday night feast of Steffi-curries - and a snifter of whiskey to see us on our way to Newgale for a night in the 'van. We slept well.
Saturday dawned sunny, and after a leisurely breakfast we set off, Dave at the wheel, destination: the National Trust car park at Stackpole Quay for a circular(ish) walk, combining the Pembroke Coast Path with the National Trust Stackpole Estate.
From Stackpole Quay we walked along the coastal path to Barafundle's beautiful beach and flower-filled woods, onwards to Stackpole Head for the nesting seabirds, rock windows and the eponymous stacks masquerading as wizard hats and seals. Next up Broadhaven South - another expanse of golden sands - although by now the sun had given way to sea mist, making for pleasant walking but gloomy-looking photos.
Crossing the Castlemartin firing range we arrived at the tiny chapel of St Govan's, and then looped back towards Broadhaven turning off into the sand dunes and overgrowth to make our way to Bosherston Lakes. Lilies galore; people too. A lone swan gliding through the lily beds.
Emerging into the NT Car Park at Bosherston, we homed in on the holy grail of Mrs Weston's Tea Shop, AKA (if all you have to go on are the signs) Ye Olde Worlde Cafe. If I tell you that panini and filter coffee are considered new-fangled additions to the menu, you'll appreciate that the name is apt. Proper big tea pot of tea, with a large ceramic jug of hot water for topping up (itself topped up with alacrity), "two beans and cheese on toast" came just as hoped - not beans with a sprinkling of grated cheddar, but 1xbeans on toast and 1xcheese on toast. Plus an array of traditional condiments: salad cream, Branston pickle, English mustard. TAY-STEE.
We completed our loop back to Stackpole Quay across and alongside Bosherston Lakes and the Stackpole Deer Park, which we felt justified another cup of tea / coffee and giant slices of cake / scones at the Boathouse Tea Room before a final stroll to Stackpole's stony beach for fossil fossicking.
Back at Newgale, we indulged in Mohitos and many rounds of Uno. As night fell on the longest day, the skies turned pink before giving way to a bright crescent moon, planets and stars.
Sunday - the traditions continued: a stroll along Newgale beach, heading south along the cliff path this time, before driving back to Steffi's for one of Maurice's Marvellous Sunday lunches. Hazel and I succumbed to the post-prandial snooze for most of the drive back to Newport as a result. Another tradition - sorry Dave!
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Another fab weekend in Pembrokeshire, enjoying better weather than London - and making the long awaited visit to the legendary Mrs Weston's Tea Shop!
On Friday, Hazel and I followed our usual routine for the our journey west - taking the mid-afternoon train to Newport where we rendezvoused with Dave for the drive on to Steffi's.
As is traditional, we prepared for Saturday's stroll along the Pembroke Coast Path with a Friday night feast of Steffi-curries - and a snifter of whiskey to see us on our way to Newgale for a night in the 'van. We slept well.
Saturday dawned sunny, and after a leisurely breakfast we set off, Dave at the wheel, destination: the National Trust car park at Stackpole Quay for a circular(ish) walk, combining the Pembroke Coast Path with the National Trust Stackpole Estate.
From Stackpole Quay we walked along the coastal path to Barafundle's beautiful beach and flower-filled woods, onwards to Stackpole Head for the nesting seabirds, rock windows and the eponymous stacks masquerading as wizard hats and seals. Next up Broadhaven South - another expanse of golden sands - although by now the sun had given way to sea mist, making for pleasant walking but gloomy-looking photos.
Crossing the Castlemartin firing range we arrived at the tiny chapel of St Govan's, and then looped back towards Broadhaven turning off into the sand dunes and overgrowth to make our way to Bosherston Lakes. Lilies galore; people too. A lone swan gliding through the lily beds.
Emerging into the NT Car Park at Bosherston, we homed in on the holy grail of Mrs Weston's Tea Shop, AKA (if all you have to go on are the signs) Ye Olde Worlde Cafe. If I tell you that panini and filter coffee are considered new-fangled additions to the menu, you'll appreciate that the name is apt. Proper big tea pot of tea, with a large ceramic jug of hot water for topping up (itself topped up with alacrity), "two beans and cheese on toast" came just as hoped - not beans with a sprinkling of grated cheddar, but 1xbeans on toast and 1xcheese on toast. Plus an array of traditional condiments: salad cream, Branston pickle, English mustard. TAY-STEE.
We completed our loop back to Stackpole Quay across and alongside Bosherston Lakes and the Stackpole Deer Park, which we felt justified another cup of tea / coffee and giant slices of cake / scones at the Boathouse Tea Room before a final stroll to Stackpole's stony beach for fossil fossicking.
Back at Newgale, we indulged in Mohitos and many rounds of Uno. As night fell on the longest day, the skies turned pink before giving way to a bright crescent moon, planets and stars.
Sunday - the traditions continued: a stroll along Newgale beach, heading south along the cliff path this time, before driving back to Steffi's for one of Maurice's Marvellous Sunday lunches. Hazel and I succumbed to the post-prandial snooze for most of the drive back to Newport as a result. Another tradition - sorry Dave!
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Another fab weekend in Pembrokeshire, enjoying better weather than London - and making the long awaited visit to the legendary Mrs Weston's Tea Shop!
On Friday, Hazel and I followed our usual routine for the our journey west - taking the mid-afternoon train to Newport where we rendezvoused with Dave for the drive on to Steffi's.
As is traditional, we prepared for Saturday's stroll along the Pembroke Coast Path with a Friday night feast of Steffi-curries - and a snifter of whiskey to see us on our way to Newgale for a night in the 'van. We slept well.
Saturday dawned sunny, and after a leisurely breakfast we set off, Dave at the wheel, destination: the National Trust car park at Stackpole Quay for a circular(ish) walk, combining the Pembroke Coast Path with the National Trust Stackpole Estate.
From Stackpole Quay we walked along the coastal path to Barafundle's beautiful beach and flower-filled woods, onwards to Stackpole Head for the nesting seabirds, rock windows and the eponymous stacks masquerading as wizard hats and seals. Next up Broadhaven South - another expanse of golden sands - although by now the sun had given way to sea mist, making for pleasant walking but gloomy-looking photos.
Crossing the Castlemartin firing range we arrived at the tiny chapel of St Govan's, and then looped back towards Broadhaven turning off into the sand dunes and overgrowth to make our way to Bosherston Lakes. Lilies galore; people too. A lone swan gliding through the lily beds.
Emerging into the NT Car Park at Bosherston, we homed in on the holy grail of Mrs Weston's Tea Shop, AKA (if all you have to go on are the signs) Ye Olde Worlde Cafe. If I tell you that panini and filter coffee are considered new-fangled additions to the menu, you'll appreciate that the name is apt. Proper big tea pot of tea, with a large ceramic jug of hot water for topping up (itself topped up with alacrity), "two beans and cheese on toast" came just as hoped - not beans with a sprinkling of grated cheddar, but 1xbeans on toast and 1xcheese on toast. Plus an array of traditional condiments: salad cream, Branston pickle, English mustard. TAY-STEE.
We completed our loop back to Stackpole Quay across and alongside Bosherston Lakes and the Stackpole Deer Park, which we felt justified another cup of tea / coffee and giant slices of cake / scones at the Boathouse Tea Room before a final stroll to Stackpole's stony beach for fossil fossicking.
Back at Newgale, we indulged in Mohitos and many rounds of Uno. As night fell on the longest day, the skies turned pink before giving way to a bright crescent moon, planets and stars.
Sunday - the traditions continued: a stroll along Newgale beach, heading south along the cliff path this time, before driving back to Steffi's for one of Maurice's Marvellous Sunday lunches. Hazel and I succumbed to the post-prandial snooze for most of the drive back to Newport as a result. Another tradition - sorry Dave!
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Housed: Box 73
Preferred Citation: Stackpole Corporation Records, HCLA 1798, Eberly Family Special Collections Library, University Libraries, Pennsylvania State University.
Repository: Penn State Special Collections, University Park, PA, USA.
Children of Roger Lort 1613 High Sheriff of Pembrokeshire and wife Albertha Burrows www.flickr.com/gp/52219527@N00/x6zsdB
1. Haari m Audith
2. Henry 1589-1640 m Judith 1608 daughter of Henry White & Jane Fletcher +++ (parents of Sampson Lort who m2 Lettice www.flickr.com/gp/52219527@N00/mfn96z daughter of Thomas ap Reese & Margaret Mercer of Tenby www.flickr.com/gp/52219527@N00/074360 )
(grandparents of Sir John Lort 1672 www.flickr.com/gp/52219527@N00/zqP15v )
3. George b1600
4. John 1591-1631
1. Elizabeth 1596-1668 m Griffith White 1664 widower of Anne Dawes, & son of Henry White & Jane Fletcher +++
Legend says son Henry and his sons built up their considerable fortune through smuggling (probably brandy) along the Pembrokeshire coast, of which they owned an extensive section. They also managed to satisfy the Parliamentarians of their loyalty during the Civil War while being afterward admitted to the good graces of the Royalists on the accession of Charles II.
Picture with thanks - copyright David Evans Pembrokeshire Coastal photography www.pemcoastphotos.com/_photo_12542156.html
Another fab weekend in Pembrokeshire, enjoying better weather than London - and making the long awaited visit to the legendary Mrs Weston's Tea Shop!
On Friday, Hazel and I followed our usual routine for the our journey west - taking the mid-afternoon train to Newport where we rendezvoused with Dave for the drive on to Steffi's.
As is traditional, we prepared for Saturday's stroll along the Pembroke Coast Path with a Friday night feast of Steffi-curries - and a snifter of whiskey to see us on our way to Newgale for a night in the 'van. We slept well.
Saturday dawned sunny, and after a leisurely breakfast we set off, Dave at the wheel, destination: the National Trust car park at Stackpole Quay for a circular(ish) walk, combining the Pembroke Coast Path with the National Trust Stackpole Estate.
From Stackpole Quay we walked along the coastal path to Barafundle's beautiful beach and flower-filled woods, onwards to Stackpole Head for the nesting seabirds, rock windows and the eponymous stacks masquerading as wizard hats and seals. Next up Broadhaven South - another expanse of golden sands - although by now the sun had given way to sea mist, making for pleasant walking but gloomy-looking photos.
Crossing the Castlemartin firing range we arrived at the tiny chapel of St Govan's, and then looped back towards Broadhaven turning off into the sand dunes and overgrowth to make our way to Bosherston Lakes. Lilies galore; people too. A lone swan gliding through the lily beds.
Emerging into the NT Car Park at Bosherston, we homed in on the holy grail of Mrs Weston's Tea Shop, AKA (if all you have to go on are the signs) Ye Olde Worlde Cafe. If I tell you that panini and filter coffee are considered new-fangled additions to the menu, you'll appreciate that the name is apt. Proper big tea pot of tea, with a large ceramic jug of hot water for topping up (itself topped up with alacrity), "two beans and cheese on toast" came just as hoped - not beans with a sprinkling of grated cheddar, but 1xbeans on toast and 1xcheese on toast. Plus an array of traditional condiments: salad cream, Branston pickle, English mustard. TAY-STEE.
We completed our loop back to Stackpole Quay across and alongside Bosherston Lakes and the Stackpole Deer Park, which we felt justified another cup of tea / coffee and giant slices of cake / scones at the Boathouse Tea Room before a final stroll to Stackpole's stony beach for fossil fossicking.
Back at Newgale, we indulged in Mohitos and many rounds of Uno. As night fell on the longest day, the skies turned pink before giving way to a bright crescent moon, planets and stars.
Sunday - the traditions continued: a stroll along Newgale beach, heading south along the cliff path this time, before driving back to Steffi's for one of Maurice's Marvellous Sunday lunches. Hazel and I succumbed to the post-prandial snooze for most of the drive back to Newport as a result. Another tradition - sorry Dave!
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Another fab weekend in Pembrokeshire, enjoying better weather than London - and making the long awaited visit to the legendary Mrs Weston's Tea Shop!
On Friday, Hazel and I followed our usual routine for the our journey west - taking the mid-afternoon train to Newport where we rendezvoused with Dave for the drive on to Steffi's.
As is traditional, we prepared for Saturday's stroll along the Pembroke Coast Path with a Friday night feast of Steffi-curries - and a snifter of whiskey to see us on our way to Newgale for a night in the 'van. We slept well.
Saturday dawned sunny, and after a leisurely breakfast we set off, Dave at the wheel, destination: the National Trust car park at Stackpole Quay for a circular(ish) walk, combining the Pembroke Coast Path with the National Trust Stackpole Estate.
From Stackpole Quay we walked along the coastal path to Barafundle's beautiful beach and flower-filled woods, onwards to Stackpole Head for the nesting seabirds, rock windows and the eponymous stacks masquerading as wizard hats and seals. Next up Broadhaven South - another expanse of golden sands - although by now the sun had given way to sea mist, making for pleasant walking but gloomy-looking photos.
Crossing the Castlemartin firing range we arrived at the tiny chapel of St Govan's, and then looped back towards Broadhaven turning off into the sand dunes and overgrowth to make our way to Bosherston Lakes. Lilies galore; people too. A lone swan gliding through the lily beds.
Emerging into the NT Car Park at Bosherston, we homed in on the holy grail of Mrs Weston's Tea Shop, AKA (if all you have to go on are the signs) Ye Olde Worlde Cafe. If I tell you that panini and filter coffee are considered new-fangled additions to the menu, you'll appreciate that the name is apt. Proper big tea pot of tea, with a large ceramic jug of hot water for topping up (itself topped up with alacrity), "two beans and cheese on toast" came just as hoped - not beans with a sprinkling of grated cheddar, but 1xbeans on toast and 1xcheese on toast. Plus an array of traditional condiments: salad cream, Branston pickle, English mustard. TAY-STEE.
We completed our loop back to Stackpole Quay across and alongside Bosherston Lakes and the Stackpole Deer Park, which we felt justified another cup of tea / coffee and giant slices of cake / scones at the Boathouse Tea Room before a final stroll to Stackpole's stony beach for fossil fossicking.
Back at Newgale, we indulged in Mohitos and many rounds of Uno. As night fell on the longest day, the skies turned pink before giving way to a bright crescent moon, planets and stars.
Sunday - the traditions continued: a stroll along Newgale beach, heading south along the cliff path this time, before driving back to Steffi's for one of Maurice's Marvellous Sunday lunches. Hazel and I succumbed to the post-prandial snooze for most of the drive back to Newport as a result. Another tradition - sorry Dave!
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Housed: Box 73
Preferred Citation: Stackpole Corporation Records, HCLA 1798, Eberly Family Special Collections Library, University Libraries, Pennsylvania State University.
Repository: Penn State Special Collections, University Park, PA, USA.
South transept, south window, by O'Connor, 1862 - King Solomon supervises the building of the Temple
Another fab weekend in Pembrokeshire, enjoying better weather than London - and making the long awaited visit to the legendary Mrs Weston's Tea Shop!
On Friday, Hazel and I followed our usual routine for the our journey west - taking the mid-afternoon train to Newport where we rendezvoused with Dave for the drive on to Steffi's.
As is traditional, we prepared for Saturday's stroll along the Pembroke Coast Path with a Friday night feast of Steffi-curries - and a snifter of whiskey to see us on our way to Newgale for a night in the 'van. We slept well.
Saturday dawned sunny, and after a leisurely breakfast we set off, Dave at the wheel, destination: the National Trust car park at Stackpole Quay for a circular(ish) walk, combining the Pembroke Coast Path with the National Trust Stackpole Estate.
From Stackpole Quay we walked along the coastal path to Barafundle's beautiful beach and flower-filled woods, onwards to Stackpole Head for the nesting seabirds, rock windows and the eponymous stacks masquerading as wizard hats and seals. Next up Broadhaven South - another expanse of golden sands - although by now the sun had given way to sea mist, making for pleasant walking but gloomy-looking photos.
Crossing the Castlemartin firing range we arrived at the tiny chapel of St Govan's, and then looped back towards Broadhaven turning off into the sand dunes and overgrowth to make our way to Bosherston Lakes. Lilies galore; people too. A lone swan gliding through the lily beds.
Emerging into the NT Car Park at Bosherston, we homed in on the holy grail of Mrs Weston's Tea Shop, AKA (if all you have to go on are the signs) Ye Olde Worlde Cafe. If I tell you that panini and filter coffee are considered new-fangled additions to the menu, you'll appreciate that the name is apt. Proper big tea pot of tea, with a large ceramic jug of hot water for topping up (itself topped up with alacrity), "two beans and cheese on toast" came just as hoped - not beans with a sprinkling of grated cheddar, but 1xbeans on toast and 1xcheese on toast. Plus an array of traditional condiments: salad cream, Branston pickle, English mustard. TAY-STEE.
We completed our loop back to Stackpole Quay across and alongside Bosherston Lakes and the Stackpole Deer Park, which we felt justified another cup of tea / coffee and giant slices of cake / scones at the Boathouse Tea Room before a final stroll to Stackpole's stony beach for fossil fossicking.
Back at Newgale, we indulged in Mohitos and many rounds of Uno. As night fell on the longest day, the skies turned pink before giving way to a bright crescent moon, planets and stars.
Sunday - the traditions continued: a stroll along Newgale beach, heading south along the cliff path this time, before driving back to Steffi's for one of Maurice's Marvellous Sunday lunches. Hazel and I succumbed to the post-prandial snooze for most of the drive back to Newport as a result. Another tradition - sorry Dave!
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Housed: Box 73
Preferred Citation: Stackpole Corporation Records, HCLA 1798, Eberly Family Special Collections Library, University Libraries, Pennsylvania State University.
Repository: Penn State Special Collections, University Park, PA, USA.
Housed: Box 73
Preferred Citation: Stackpole Corporation Records, HCLA 1798, Eberly Family Special Collections Library, University Libraries, Pennsylvania State University.
Repository: Penn State Special Collections, University Park, PA, USA.