So, we parked a little way off the main road by a very pretty church and walked down the lane to the caravan park at Morfa Bychan where there was a path down to the beach. We took a bit of a short cut across a field at one point, followed a track to the left instead of heading straight down and ended up having to wiggle our way through a clump of gorse bushes because the path through the gorse that we thought was a sheep track turned out to have been made by badgers. This serves us right for being too lazy to walk back and round the gorse instead of trying to go through it.
There was, as we suspected, nowhere to park but there is a right of way for walkers so we found our way through the caravans to the steps leading down to the beach.
Well, I say "beach". There was no sand and not even pebbles. It was a seashore of boulders that had fallen from the cliffs and wave cut areas of rock. Not at all suitable for a bucket and spade holiday with kids.
There was a sign with dire warnings.
Fast moving tides
Do not use inflatables
Do not climb up cliffs
Do not climb on rocks
Walking along the rocky shore was slow going, but we got the photos we needed.
As you can see from the photos, such a rocky shore is not easy to walk along. It would be theoretically possible to walk along the beach from Aber to Morfa Bychan, but it would be slow going, difficult and potentially dangerous if you misjudge the tide.
We then plodded back to the steps leading up the cliff and ate our sandwiches at a conveniently placed picnic table. Tomorrow it would be time return home, but the mission had been successful and there were lots of photos to add to G's book.