Off to Wales on quiet roads that human Wilfrid took my human along many years ago.
I stopped for lunch on the east side of Lake Bala in glorious sunshine.
Destination reached and the squeaky sun kissed beach was very empty, my humans had the whole bay to themselves.
The beach is Whistling Sands and the sand squeaks when you walk across is, there are only a few beaches is the world that can do this.
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