Cheers Mike

I was lucky that it landed close enough to the boardwalk that I could reach over from there - otherwise I wouldn't have gotten the shot
Wales Easter 2017
So began one of the twice yearly trips to my Outlaws, this time on Easter Saturday and as usual the weather was great on the journey across and set to deteriorate almost as soon as we got there. Once the motorway dwindled to dual track I was astonished by the sheer number of Cuckoo Flowers growing on the verges and in the surrounding fields. I was even more astonished that over the course of the whole journey I saw only one Brimstone and my tally didn’t get any higher despite a walk up The Lane.
Llanachaeron on Easter Sunday didn’t produce anything and we were rained off once the Easter Eggs had been found. On Easter Monday we visited Aberystwyth my old stomping ground taking in the backstreets, the seafront, Inn at the Pier (where I met my wife) and the Castle. Despite the bright conditions there were still no butterflies although I did see a Whitearse/Wheatear amongst the rack and ruin. Finally on the return journey to the car I found three butterflies – 2 Small Torts and a Specklie all within 20 metres of each other along the Riverside path.




On the Tuesday we packed lunches and headed off on an Enid Blyton adventure (little L’s idea egged on by her bigger sister), walking from Ffos-y-ffin along the coast to Newquay. Unfortunately and much to little L’s dismay the local shop didn’t sell ‘lashings of Ginger Beer’. The walk started off quite slowly with a Red Admiral hanging off the wall of one of the local cottages and then a Small Tort bombing by over the top of a hedge as the path dove down towards the coast through the local farmland. Across a few more fields we carried on through a small wooded area disturbing a Specklie on the way and it settled a couple of times. Back out the other side to a riot of coconut and colour, the gorse was so bright it looked almost aflame and nestled in the florets amongst the various hoverflies and small bees was a green shieldbug which had a bright yellow tip to its rump.



After this the path kept hugging the cliff tops and a white flew by without stopping and we reached what was the favourite part of the walk. The path cut back inland slightly and down to a hanging valley. The river flowed down several small waterfalls and then flowed off the side of the cliff. The reason I liked the look of this place was the sheltered aspect and the fact that the hillsides were covered with old bracken and heather which looked really good for DGFs so I might try and make it back here next time we visit.

In the next little wooded area it all went a bit Neilfreem as there were Specklies everywhere – or so it felt. First one appeared staying back a bit from us all whilst I took a photo of a micro moth that had landed on K’s glasses but then through the gateway there was another, and another and a third and fourth. The first had a go at the second which bumped into the third and so all three spiralled upwards with one occasionally breaking from the fray momentarily before getting right back into here. All the while number 4 was just sitting it out on the stone and then it flew a short way to land n some cooler vegetation.
After this frenetic few moments things calmed down, I caught up with the others and we finished our walk munching on rounds of sandwiches overlooking the harbour. Little L was very pleased with her adventure and decided that she wanted another one – although this one entailed taking the bus back home!
Have a goodun
Wurzel