Just as I thought, on Sunday, Pat asked if we could move on because she was getting bored. Reluctantly I set about the business of de-camping. I didn't want to move, I had been enjoying the peace and scenery. We knew that we would struggle for a camp site so we headed for the familiar ground of Anglesey. I must admit, it felt good as we parked up in Holyhead with the sea to the left and right, and the view across the marina. I found however, that the Internet signal was not it's normal strength, as a result, I could not get on the net all week. Hence the late entry.
On Monday we spent the day at spotters car park at RAF Valley, I took only a few photographs because I have hundreds of Hawk shots already. It felt good to be there, we met Tom (another old friend) and exchanged our stories from the winter months. We did not leave there until flying had finished for the day.
Tuesday saw the most stunning of sunrises, as is often the case here. Of course I shot loads of pictures. Before 0900hrs we were at Valley car boot sale having a nose around. Once again, here we met up with another old friend, Steve. Steve and his wife have a similar lifestyle to ours and they told us all about their adventures on the west coast of Scotland and the sad loss of their dog. We hung around the locality and returned to Holyhead for the evening.
Wednesday morning I did not want to take any more photographs of the marina sunrise because I have so many. Once the sun came up though, I could not resist the desire to capture it and so fired off another hundred shots or so. Heaven know when I will get the chance to view them all properly. We needed a few supplies so we headed for the town. Cupboards full, we moved off to a car park that we know near South Stack. This is a lovely spot with fantastic coastal views and very quiet.
Thursday was another day at RAF Valley where we met up with even more friends, including Dimitri, Jim and Tom. We spent hours chatting, laughing and joking, it was a real tonic. We made our plans for Friday, the Red Arrows were due in.
We spent the night on a common, adjacent to the air field so that we were in our desired spot for the show. What a day, we met up with so many old friends that I lost count, the weather was perfect for an air display and we all laughed and joked as we waited. I have great respect for Dimitri, both as a person and a photographer, he said that the best shots would be got from the "Snake Pit". I asked him if I could tag along and half hour before flying began we were on our way. As we walked across to the snake pit Dimitri said "Keith, do me a favour and watch where you are putting your feet" I said, "Is it that bad then"? "It is" he said. We trudged through the sand and bushes and up onto a mound, a fantastic view point. I sat down, camera at the ready. "It's just my luck to get bitten in the ass" I said "And if you do, I'm afraid you are a dead man" he said "Because I wont be sucking the poison out" The display was all that we expected and we all left there deeply satisfied with the day.
The weekend we spent at Holyhead, Sunday night at Llanberis and the next few days near Oswestry as we made our way back to the midlands.
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