Today was spent wandering along tracks and lanes with only brief glimpses of the Menai straits as a reward.
This was mainly, I suspect because the path was going round the vast Badogan estate in the south west of the island.
For a change of pace I spent several hours walking through Newborough forest with still no sign of the elusive red squirrels.
I ended up camping in my tent which was held together successfully with parcel tape.
All around were signs indiicating, private, no access. A fitting last night for me on Anglsey.