A stormy Day at the Worms Head coastal peninsular in wales in the U.K seems to add to the atmosphere of mystery that accentuates the legends and myths that have lived here for centuries.
The Area in West Wales is steeped in Arthurian legends and ancient folklore and there are tales of hidden caves and passages throughout the area (in fact very true as there is a cave is on the highest point of the worm where ancient human remains were found).
It is in the heart of Dylan Thomas country and in the midst of spectacular bays and scenery.
The viking raiders called the long snake like coast the worms head probably after the Wyrm like Dragon creatures of their legends. I suspect it sent a few of them running as the monstrous peak rose out of the fog covered waves one stormy night after too much mead!!!
The Worms head bay priory
Also famous for its shipwrecks and smugglers the area is an outstanding area of natural beauty and an amazing place to visit.
It is a great place to blow off a few cobwebs and stretch the legs and take a few pictures.
I took a nikon D200 and a 70-200mm f2.8 nikkor while in the midst of a torrential rain storm.
The weather didn’t seem to bother the local Surfers though and the area seems to be teeming with them come rain or shine.
Surfers Catching errr! stormy waves.
The relentless tidal formations speckled with their Daring board bound occupants awaiting waves are quite a sight in themselves especially from high up on the cliffs overlooking the bay.
Sometimes a bit of precipitous weather is like gold dust to the mood of an area.
The local coast watch on the look out.
The region is very dramatic by its nature attracting climbers and Surfers alike and a local coast watch keeps a vigil on the head so help is nearby if problems arise .
The cliffs can be treacherous so keeping dogs on a lead may be a good idea unless your canine friends are equipped with a parachute!!!
Oh and take a rain coat and preferably a water resistant camera and above all enjoy what should be a LEGENDARY experience.
I think this sums it up:
Worms Head Sonnet
PATIENT, folded wings; with lifted head,Watchful, outlooking seawards, sits the Form Which, dragon-like, defies the approaching stormThat gathering in the west moves on to spread Rhos-sili’s sands with foam, or, gentlier, shed It’s burden o’er the wardship of the Worm,-The faerie land of gower where wonders swarm Of Arthur’s might, or Merlin’s magic, bred.So frown ye guardian cliffs that us surround,To keep us free within! The tempest’s shock And the assaulting billows make rebound;But not to deafen us; lest we should mock cries of anguish’d peoples whose fair lands Are ravaged by the lustful [foreign] bands.
Herbert New 1876
Pictures copyright:Kerry Davies