Instead of a morning run, I had planned to do my recce run after the walk today, so yay… lie in! However, I was wide awake at 6:15am, so I got up and moved down to the lounge with a book and a cuppa to catch up on some reading, glancing ever so often out of the bay window I sat next to, to marvel at the early morning sun over Snowdonia. A view I can never get tired of.The new owners had found their mojo in the kitchen and we were served so much quicker this morning for breakfast, which meant we actually left for Aberdaron as early as planned.45mins later we arrived at the small village at the South coast in the very West of Llyn. Got there for 10am and had to queue to get into the car park. It was busy.Aberdaron is much smaller than Abersoch and despite the usual gift shops, cafés and ice cream parlours, it had a much more relaxed vibe to it. We really liked it.Had a coffee at café situated in a 13th century building and then set off onto our circular walk around the very end of Llyn. Well, geographically that is. We had planned to walk around the very Western tip of the peninsula.Stunning views back to Aberdaron as we walked the first few kilometres. A few people around, but I wouldn’t call it busy.Had quick break at Pen y Cil enjoying the once more fabulous weather and views over to Bardsey Island before we walked all along the coast to the Westernmost tip of the peninsula.Time for lunch with a view and the first time in 3 days I actually put a jacket on due to a slightly nippy wind. So far I had been once more in shorts and tank top.Up to the car park we went with amazing views over pretty much all of Llyn. What a spot!Down and up again to climb the 190m of Mynydd Anelog and more stunning views. A feast for the eyes all day.Finding the way down to a minor road was as expected a bit tricky and we got called back by a farmer as we accidentally crossed his field. Oopsie.Found the right path and walked the remaining mile back into Aberdaron for a well earned ice cream.The day wasn’t over yet though. Next up Morfa Nefyn for my after-walk run.The 25min drive to the North coast was quite enjoyable and despite the 13k walk I was still fresh enough for a 6k run.Headed with Rich onto the golf course by the beach and then sent him off to the resident pub for a cold drink whilst I was running another half day walk for my group. Golf course turned to path, path turned to campsite and campsite turned back to path as I was happily pounding soft bouncy ground. What a joy to run on!Got slightly lost in thick thorny undergrowth even a 2ft short person would need to duck to get through. There was a path through it and it had been pretty obvious at first, now it was definitely nothing a group would go through.Fought my way out as thorns where biting into the naked skin of my arms and legs, hooking into my shirt where I didn’t duck low enough.There was a perfectly fine path just to the West of where I had thought it should’ve been. Perfect for only one minor thing. Two very boggy patches with no apparent way around them. Well, through it was and luckily I only sunk in to just above my ankle. Every stride was now accompanied by a lovely squelch from my soaked trainers.Back onto the golf course I went and picked up Rich who was walking back from a pub that has just closed.Back in Criccieth we queued for an hour at the local chippy to get a big parcel of cod & chips. We were starving and there was nothing else really. Didn’t fancy mediocre pub grub.Face-planted food sitting on a bench by the castle in the waning light of the day with the sea being almost perfectly still.Another brilliant day and another walk and a half covered. That’s some efficient recce, haha.Last day tomorrow with Yr Aran on the list of things to do. Looking at the weather is gonna be yet another scorcher. I’m not complaining 😁.