Aberlleiniog Castle...

Now owned and maintained by Mentor Mon, this wonderful little castle, which is not the easiest of places to find, is well worth a visit. 2009 saw much restoration being carried out with new pathways and easy access to the top of the mound. It's located in the Penmon area of Anglesey but not that well signposted: OS Landranger map 114: SH616793

Castell Aberlleiniog is the site of a Motte and Bailey, built in the 11th century on behalf of Hugh d'Avranches, the 1st Earl of Chester. Originally it would have been a wooden structure, now long since disappeared, and replaced during the Civil War by a stone structure consisting of a surrounding wall, and archers towers. Even later, during the World War it was used by the Home Guard.

The site is named after the local river, the Lleiniog. Aber means River. Castell of course being the Welsh for Castle. Hence, Castell Aberlleiniog roughly translates into the Castle of the River Lleiniog.

Burial mound at Porth Trecastell...

"Of prime importance at Barclodiad y Gawres is the unexceptional decoration on the massive stones forming the burial chamber. Here can be seen zig zags, chevrons and spirals, similar to the decoration found in the tombs of the Boyne Valley in Ireland, emphasizing the close associations across the Irish Sea. There is only one other example of this Neolithic ( stone age ) art form known in Wales (Bryn Celli Ddu). Such decoration is equally rare in England and Scotland and Barclodiad y Gawres is unquestionably the finest example in Britian. Unfortunately, the decorated stones have become increasingly vulnerable to graffiti and vandalism so it is with regret that Cadw is currently unable to allow unsupervised access into the chamber. Contact: 0845 0103300"

Even though you can't get access to the inner chamber, this burial mound is still well worth a visit. The views from on top are fantastic and the beach and bay are beautiful. If you like a bit of surfing then, with a southerly wind blowing on shore, you can expect some great waves to play in with no hidden dangers lurking on the seabed. A great place to picnic and lots to explore. And if you like to do a little walking you can make your way along the seashore to Rhosneigr and grab a coffee and a bite to eat.( Allow a good hour each way) You can find Porth Trecastell ( better known as Cable Bay ) along the A4080 road between Rhosneigr and Abberfraw.

The Church in the Sea...

There are some fascinating locations all around the island, non-more so then Ty Cawyfan, the church in the sea. At high tide it is completely shut of from the mainland and has a history going back many hundreds of years. Not the easiest of places to get to, (unless you happen to own a kayak) but well worth the effort. I’ve included some information courtesy of Anglesey’s heritage web-site.

" Llangwyfan Church near Aberffaw The “Church in the Sea”. This old 12th century church originally stood on a cliff of clay overlooking the sea. A map drawn in 1610 seems to show it still attached to the mainland. It formerly had a second aisle on the north side, demolished in the early 19th century as the sea eroded more and more of the island. An arcade of blocked arches, once separating the twin aisles, may still be seen within. Replaced in 1871 with a new mainland church, designed by Diocesan architect Henry Kennedy, by 1893 it stood unroofed and neglected. It was then restored by the famous Llanfairfechan architect and archaeologist Harold Hughes. Erosion of the island was finally halted by surrounding it with a stone sea wall, at around the same time. The remains of the causeway linking the island to the mainland, once much larger, can still be seen. When the tides prevented services being held on the island, they were held instead in a room specially consecrated in nearby Plas Llangwyfan".

Of Man & Beast...

The welsh are a very proud people, after all, they were the only Celtic speaking nation within the British isles that held on to their native tongue. It is a fascinating language that somehow reflects the landscape in which it’s spoken. Rough hued mountains and smooth silky sands, with the ferocity of a gale force wind singing its way down the valley and out to sea… I’ll often sit at home watching a Welsh international rugby game on welsh television and listen to the entire match in Welsh. I’ve never been much of a linguistic but it’s a sound I’m so familiar with that living here without it would be like sitting on a beach without the sound of waves breaking or of rain falling.
For me, they are the most unassuming, laid-back nation of people I have yet to meet, friendly and generous to a fault. They have a great respect for their heritage and retain their links with the past with all sorts of events and festivals scattered around the island that reflect this connection. One of our favourite events is the horse drawn ploughing competitions where these wondrous & powerful animals, with plough all harnessed, are guided to till the ground in perfect straight lines. Man, beast and earth all working in harmony together.
It may no longer be a method that could feed a nation, but its connection to the islands past should never be forgotten…