One of those surreal days on the water, a time for communing with your own thoughts in the vast emptiness of Poseidon's breath.
This was going to be a day to remember.
We land without incident & check with the fishermen to see if this really is Llantwit. It was & we start the long carry to where we think the car park might be?
Not long after we'd loaded the kayaks & were ready to leave the sun came out & the fog cleared, at least Poseidon has got a sense of humour :D