XK, The Birds of Pembrokeshtre. 
west of Fishguard Bay rises the grand promontory of Pen Caer, a 
mass of trap and granite, attaining the height of 800 feet above the 
sea, and visible from almost every part of the county, appearing at a 
distance like vast fortifications and castles.! Here, too, is Strumble 
Head. Continuing the rocky and lofty coast, in which wooded 
valleys, each with its little stream, make an occasional inlet, we next 
reach St. David’s Head, forming, with Ramsey Island, the northern 
point of the grand crescent of St. Bride’s Bay, the island of 
Skomer constituting the southern point. Looking down upon 
St. Bride’s Bay from the high ground above it, from the top 
of Cuffern Mountain, for instance, we have a glorious scene. 
Its islands, Ramsey and Skomer, to the north and south, 
with Grasholm some fifteen miles from the shore out in the centre 
of the bay, and many another small rocky islet close in shore, 
afford points to catch the shifting lights, here dark with passing 
clouds, there bathed in sunshine, the deep green waters of the bay 
shining likea mirror. Bordering on St. Bride’s Bay are the extensive 
Newgale Sands, to the north of them the romantic little port of Solva 
is cut out in a deep fissure between the cliffs, and stands on its tiny 
stream. Southwards are the favourite watering-places of Broad and 
Little Haven, with their sandy shores, and then we turn the promontory 
to the south, where the famous estuary of Milford Haven broadens out 
beyond St. Ann’s Head. To the east of Milford Haven succeeds a 
tamer coast, much indented, and with many a “point” or “head” 
projecting southwards into the Bristol Channel. Soon after turning 
Linney Head eastwards we reach the well-known “ Stacks,” famous 
in the summer for their hosts of cliff birds. Then, after rounding 
Lord Cawdor’s beautiful park at Stackpole, we soon arrive at Tenby, 
with Caldy Island fronting it to the south-west ; and then a mile or 
two brings us to the boundary of the county, to Marros Sands and 
the Laugharne Marshes in Carmarthenshire. The general character 
of Pembrokeshire is bare and wind-swept ; the few trees on the high 
grounds are all bent towards the east by the prevailing westerly 
winds ; and, although in many parts of the county there are some fine 
' Pen Caer—the Castle Hill. 
