There is something magical about the narrow plain that rests between Snowdonia’s soaring peaks and the freezing waters of the Irish Sea. Morfa Bychan has a beach known as Black Rock Sands, which stretches for two miles from the eastern end of the Ynys Cyngar on the River Glaslyn estuary along Tremadog Bay to Criccieth beach. Its a place where dragons could sleep, longships could beach and warriors stalk over the undulating dunes.
In reality, this bay has also seen much war – Harlech Castle stands dominant across the bay, a reminder of English subjugation of the Welsh. To the West, a defiant riposte in the shape of the castle ruins at Criccieth is a reminder of welsh defiance. To this place I have returned for the last four years, and again this summer I came away with my mind brimming with possibilities, a dozen scenarios imagined for my forthcoming volumes of Song of the Elves.
I also had time to pen a couple of chapters of my side project – To the Ends of the Earth – a fantasy adventure inspired by the John Ford/John Wayne western, The Searchers. I will reveal more of the plot in coming weeks.
Until next time, up the elves!