Saying goodbye to the lovely Three Cliffs Bay, the second destination in the Gower was the famous Worm’s Head. The village next to it was so quiet, we almost gave up on the idea of having a very late lunch (at about 4pm). But the hotel restaurant warmed us up with lovely lamb cawl.
Now you won’t find the word “cawl” in the English dictionary, because it’s a Welsh word! Can you believe it? There are some normal looking words in Welsh as well! The dish looks like a normal soup to me. Sorry if I offend any true Welsh. The restaurant gave me a really positive introduction to Welsh lamb cawl though. It was really really tasty. I made a lamb soup as soon as we got home. But it tasted like completely a different thing. I just found this recipe on Jamie Oliver’s website. Apparently, it’s from a five-time cawl-making champion. I’ll give it a try and let you know.
After the cawl, we headed towards the actual Worm’s Head, which is a tidal island.
A peculiar piece of cloud crept over the hill and enveloped the whole land and sea in a hour or so. We managed to get across the causeway to Worm’s Head and back before it got completely dark and foggy, and more importantly, before it got emerged under the sea.
It wasn’t a long and exhausting walk. It took us about half an hour each way. The cloud and fog pressed towards us and the day got dark really quickly. We couldn’t help imagining what would happen if someone got stuck by the tide.
It was a funny feeling knowing we were walking on the bottom of the sea, although it’s not deep deep sea. The rocks looked really foreign and beautiful, as if saying “we’re from a different world”.
The walking mileage of the day including Three Cliffs Bay and Worm’s Head was 8 miles.
Our walk next day was in the Brecon Beacon National Park, with a lot more complaints and sulking about “it’s cold”, “it’s hot”, “it’s windy”, “it’s soggy”, “I’m hungry”, “my socks are wet”, “I need the loo”, “I can’t walk anymore”. I don’t understand why my husband ever agrees going walking with me ;)