Pembrokeshire Coast National Park x Winter

Last winter, for a few consecutive weeks I drove a few hundred miles west to my favourite stretch of coast. Winter is my favourite season to be here, it’s raw and changeable and incredibly beautiful. You could walk the cliffs for hours without seeing another soul. You’re left with cold fresh air, heavy swells and the occasional burst of light between the clouds.

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