On another holiday-induced whim I'd decided to take Jay and myself on a trip over to Ynys Môn (Isle of Anglesey) just off the coast of North Wales. Having seen some stunning images on fellow flickrites streams I knew that it was a target rich environment, especially the coastline, dotted all along its length with exquisite sandy beaches, wild rocky coves and curious islets. The above shot was taken at a place called Newborough Warren famous for its huge beach, both in area and length. When we arrived the tide was just turning, slowly creeping back towards us over the flat expanse of sand. I was on a mission to get to Ynys Llanddwyn (Llanddwyn Island), a small tidal isle jutting out from the beach a mile ahead of us but the flotsam and jetsam arrayed around us on the rippled sand made progress snail-like as we 'ooohhed' and 'aaahhhed' then became lost in our own personal reveries and viewfinders.
The name Llanddwyn means "The church of St. Dwynwen". Dwynwen is the Welsh patron saint of lovers, making her the Welsh equivalent of St. Valentine. The history of this island goes back thousands of years, with the Druids and Romans, and their battles, just being a small part of its journey through geological time.