We don't climb Mt Snowdon

Lligwy Neolithic Burial chamber

Welsh people lived in this village in the Iron Age to the end of the Roman occupation period

another hut site in Din Lligwy

Hen Capel Lligwy (old Lligwy chapel) 

Cemlyn Bay on the northwest coast of Anglesey

This road was so narrow I was sure it was a bike track, there were no road signs, just bike route numbers, then we drove into a village so it was a road after all!

another group of about 20 huts, near South Stack lighthouse...

...late Neolithic-early Bronze Age

Malcolm was just about blown off the mountain taking this photo - his hair was blowing behind him - made him look like Einstein!

2 standing stones about 10 feet tall

The main reason we went to Wales was because we wanted to climb to the summit of Mt Snowdon, the highest mountain in Wales.  The weather looked good for Saturday and Sunday but unfortunately, although Sunday dawned sunny where we were staying on the coast, Snowdonia was cloudy and drizzly.  There is not much point in spending six gruelling hours in a cloud so we decided to explore the Isle of Anglesey just across the Menai Straights.

Here the weather was better, sunny until late afternoon, though windy in exposed places!  Anglesey has a main road running across it to Holyhead, where ferries go to Ireland.  Holyhead is actually on Holy Island, which is a smaller island on the northwest of Anglesey.  We didn't go on this main road but the minor roads which wandered everywhere, many just going down to bays and beaches.  The roads were single track, stone walls at either side or low hedges,some had grass growing in the middle - and thank goodness there was hardly anyone else on them!

We found that the island had scenery similar to what I imagine Ireland is like, lots of cottages hunkered down against the wind, green fields and rugged coastlines.  There were also a lot of prehistoric and ancient monuments to be found.  We discovered standing stones dated to 2,000 BC, Neolithic burial chambers, fortified huts in 2 locations dating from the late Neolithic, to Iron Age and early Roman times.  Near to one Neolithic village was a ruined chapel from the twelfth century.  So we had a lazyish day driving round these crazy roads looking at the old stuff then headed back to our B&B at Caernarvon.