As a young lad some fifty one years ago I bought a little Royal Enfield
motorbike from J O WILLIAMS
That changed my life and I went around Anglesey to places I'd heard about but never knew where they actually were.
One evening reading the HERALD MON
(defunct) local newspaper) I came across these magical words, "Llanddwyn Island"
, and the following sunday the two wheels was set in motion to find this magical place.
I found it, I did, beyond the vast sand dunes of Newborough Beach. What a beautiful place.
I then walked over to the island.
As i was about to climb the footpath onto the island, took a look to my right over Malltraeth Bay
and i could see the old masts of a shipwreck.
I walked around Llanddwyn Island
taking everything in and felt that this was indeed my island and I am its King. Don't our minds wonder when we are young.
Before I left the island i sat down on a rock and set my sights once more on this old ship wreck. I wondered whether there were any lives lost. What was this old ship? How long ago was it wrecked?
My mind was racing with so many questions and do you know, Wil, I never did find any of the answers.
A few years ago I returned to this magical island and sat on the very same rock as years before to look out over Malltraeth Bay
. Sadly, there is no sign of the old ship.
Did this magical place play havoc with my mind, I wonder?
Oh well, as everyone tells me, there are more questions than answers. These questions have been on my mind for years but sadly still no answers.