Made it to Aberystwyth, just a 37 mile hop from Pwllheli. A trip in three parts; one third very pleasant, one third OK, and one third absolutely horrid. It wasn't that there was a lot of wind, the most it got to was a force 5 and then only for moments; most of the time it was round the top of a 4. But the sea! In the middle of Cardigan Bay it was foul. Not particularly big waves, a metre or so, but very sharp and steep-too, and not a boat length apart. It lasted for just over 2 of my 6 hours. Quite often such things are caused by tide but these weren't. Anyway, that's over with for now. The forecast tomorrow is not good so I am going to stay here and have a look round before I head off on Sunday.

For those who want to see where I am on Google Maps or Earth, the coordinates are 52.4093364,-4.0877578.

This is Aberystwyth from sea - it has both a pier and a university. I shall explore further tomorrow. A friend of mine thinks he may have left a tan k-top at the Pier Hotel in the 70's, so I shall go and see.

Aberystwyth also has a castle, and has been the subject of many battles. It is through this that I believe it got its name. Imagine the scene: a victorious swordsman stands over the bodies of the hundreds he has slain, and is asked by an awe-struck youth, "'Ow d'ya do that then mate?" to which our swordsman must have replied, brandishing his sword just inches from the boy's face, and demonstrating an uncanny deftness of hand, "'Ave a swift wrist". And there you go.