The first time I remember visiting Aber I stayed in a hotel on the seafront with my daughter. It was misty when we arrived and we could hardly see the sea. At night as I went to sleep I could hear the waves, such a beautiful sound that has stayed with me ever since. When we awoke the next morning it was clear and there was the sea looking gorgeous!
1) When I was at school I was one of the last in my year class to learn how to swim independently. By the time I was 10 years old I was beginning to get really frustrated that I couldn’t overcome the fear of letting go of the floatation aid etc. At that time my family took me on a half-term holiday to mid Wales, and we spent a day in Aber. We played on the beach and in the sea, and for some reason I remember thinking ‘What the heck, just swim’. So I did: just swim, in the sea, at Aberystwyth. You should have seen the look on the face of my swimming teacher at school the next week.
2) In February 2008, my wife and I went to visit my sister at Aberystwyth Uni for the day. The weather was freakishly warm for February, and I remember driving down the hill along Penglais Rd past droves of student in shorts and T-shirts. We spent the afternoon walking through the town and along the New Promenade taking photos of everything and anything in order to make novel Valentines cards.
And then came the perfect sunset. In that last 30 minutes before we lost the sun behind the horizon, the starlings came out from beneath the pier and gave an incredible show under a deep orange sky. After this we went onto the beach beneath the castle grounds and found an abundance of flat pebbles perfect for skimming across the rock pools. All-in-all a great day. The only downside is Aberystwyth has perhaps the worst takeout food in the whole of the country. I don’t know how the students put up with it.
When I first arrived in Aberystwyth, I did not had the opportunity to go to the seafront. I just arrived from Italy, tired, with two suitcase of 25 kilos each and a tall hill in front of me. At that moment, the only thing I wanted was to get “home” and have the longest nap of my life.
Once I arrived in my new accommodation in top of the hill, I found myself in a room that face the sea. In that moment, even if far away from the coast, I realised how beautiful the seafront is.
The sea, sometime bright and sometime dark. The blue sky turning slowly pink red because of the sunset. The sea eagle’s sound. It was an unforgettable view, and I had the chance to see it changing every day of my student life so far.
When visiting Aber a few years ago to meet family and were surprised to find a cycling race all through the town. We managed to find a parking space on the harbour front then we had to find our way along the front around all the race barriers to meet up. It was a hot sunny day and the town was packed with students and people watching the race. The atmosphere was wonderful- What a loverly day
I remember hearing someone relate the history of Aberystwyth beach some years ago. I was told that the beach used to be one of the most popular in the country. One day it was decided that the wooden boat ramp should be replaced with a stone ramp. After it was replaced, the stone poisoned the sand, changing it’s colour, putting many people off visiting. I don’t know how accurate the story is, but it’s always stuck in my head.
Rwy’n cofio cwrdd â myfyrwraig ymchwil o America yma un tro. Fe ffoniodd fy swyddfa a dweud ei bod yn methu dod o hyd i’r adeilad roeddwn in’n gweithio ynddo, ond ei bod ar y prom wrth ymyl Pier Pressure. Es i i lawr ai ac fe gawson ni chips o siop a thrafod ei phrosiect. Roedd yn wyliau haf ac roedd y lle’n llawn ymwelwyr.
I was on a school journey nearby, aged about 10. We went on a hike, up a huge hill next to cliffs. The path was terrifying, the cliffs were steep, the day was blue and clear but the sea was angry. I remember cresting a hill and seeing Aberystwyth laid out in front of us, looking wonderfully inviting.
I realise now we must have walked over from Clarach, and that view still takes my breath away.
On the Frau’s 40th birthday, I wanted to find a stretch of the tideline that was covered at high water. Then I would write “40” in salt (lot’s of it), and take loads of timelapse pictures from above as the sea obliterated the slogan. Then I’d make a video by running the timelapse backwards that magically said “40”.
It was a good idea, but was just too messy to get going, so I did it on the patio with some cheap salt from CK’s and a hosepipe.
I’ve still got the video.
Rwyf wedi byw yn Aberystwyth ers 20 mlynedd diwethaf, ac mae wastad deimlad o ddod adre pan wy’n dychwelyd. Mae e’n wahanol leoedd i mi – lle o atgofion o fod yn fyfyriwr, a lle lle mae wastad ffrindiau – hyd yn oed oes nad yw’r ffrindiau hynny yn Aberystwyth mwyach. Mae eu olion yno. Rwy’n cymryd pleser mawr mewn treulio amser yn Aberystwyth – cinio yn y Penguin, peint yn y Belle Vue a gwario punt ar y penny arcades. Mae gen i reolau caeth – wnai ddim gwario beth rwy’n enill, ac felly mae’r teimlad o ddychwelyd adre efo swm bach o arian mewn pisiau 2c yn rhoi llawenydd anghymesur i mi.
Dinbych y Pysgod
Rwyf wedi ymweld a Dinbych y Pysgod ddwywaith. Roedd y tro cyntaf ar ddirwnod stormus ym mis Ebrill, a wnes I ddim mwynhau’r lle lawer – roedd e’n rhy tacky, ac yn llawn siopa yn gwerthu chocolate box art. Yr ail dro a ymwelais oedd ar gyfer priodas dau ffrind. Roedd y tywydd yn fendigedig ac roedd fy holl ffrindiau yno. Diwrnod hudolus oherwydd y cwmni.
Rwy’n hoffi Brighton oherwydd ei fod efo’r hyder i fod beth nad yw Aberystwyth. Mae fy mam yng nghyfraith yn dweud ei bod wastad yn anghofio mai tref glan mor yw Aberystwyth. Nid felly Brighton, a rwy’n hoffi’r ffordd mae Brighton yn filch o’i hunaniaeth. Ond ai peth da yw hynny – a yw natur ddi-ymffrostgar Aberystwyth yn rhan o’i hud a lledrith?