Abermaw ...

...or Barmouth.  A family outing on 'the big train', crossing the long wooden bridge.  On an afternoon warm for October we sat looking out over the estuary and enjoyed a luxury ice-cream..

Later we went for a stroll through the town which nestles under steep gorse clad crags and along the front where Amy had a donkey ride.  (See extra for the Donkey who was left behind.)   The time between trains was just too long and as the temperature cooled so did our mood and we were quite ready to return by train time.

* I reckon both pics look better in large.