Foxdale campsite was a large field of mainly tents, luckily for me it was quite quite. I think it was a good choice - an onsite kiosk selling stew for tea and bacon butties in the morning. Lovely couple running it. It was also much more sheltered than the CL I saw later on the trip being battered by the wind.The next day I took a walk round the headland - through the village past the bell tower, across the old airfield, through a bird reserve (with hides) and along cliffs. I also detoured to Marloes sands, which was a cracking beach, mainly because there is no car access.
On the way up to my next stop, I called in at a pretty town called Newport, right on the estuary. Popped in to stock up on supplies. 
One great stop, down tiny leafy lanes, was Bluestone Brewery. Picked up a few bottles for research purposes.
Next stop was Pentre Ifan neolithic dolmen, a burial chamber with a fabulous outlook. Also made from bluestone, named after the brewery (ha!).
