I’m not sure if the sun ever sets around here. I fell asleep while the sun was still setting and woke up at 5:30 to broad daylight. Since we were up, we had nothing else to do but start hiking. We reached the first town of the day and proceeded to get lost almost immediately. The trail marker pointed toward a hedgerow with no obvious way to get through. So we wandered through subdivisions in what we thought was the correct general direction until eventually arriving at an intersection that was on my very limited map. After a brief hike along the highway we arrived in Flint. Seth asked for directions to the castle at a gas station, the lady gave him directions and also mentioned a McDonald’s in the vicinity. Seeing as I hadn’t had a hot meal in about 18 hours I was pretty excited about McDonald’s.
Along the way to McDonald’s we passed a sign with some directions on it. In wales all signs have both Welsh and English on them. This particular sign read: “Castle Castell” with an arrow. I pointed it out to Seth telling him we’ll go to Flint Castle after McDonald’s. He looked at me like I was an idiot. “We’re not going to castle Castell, we’re going to castle Flint!” We went back and forth for a bit before he finally realized “Oh! Castell is Welsh for Castle?!” We had a good laugh about it and moved on. We ended up taking a good nap in the Castle’s Court yard and then hiked on and off for the next 6 hours before rain drove us into our tents for shelter. After the rain subsided we watched the tide come in next to a derelict ferry and enjoyed our evening.