Fossil Hunting in England - Hwyl Fawr

On our last full day in Wales, we took in the medieval Pembroke Castle, birthplace of Henry VII and home of the Tudor lineage and some 1,000 years of history on that site.



"Bread was included in every meal, but white was considered superior to brown
and was solely for the wealthy.  However, the very best, the uppercrust, was
reserved for the lord and nobles, hence the term, 'the uppercrust'."

We climbed the towers, peered into the dungeon, and tried to follow the family tree.  Then we bid Wales and the UK farewell and hwyl fawr.

Hwyl Fawr

How we managed to avoid penalties for overweight luggage remains a mystery.  Might have something to do with two cavemen at check-in sharing camaraderie about the upcoming Manchester City and Liverpool semi-final soccer match.  Whatever blessing it was, it worked.

We had, ahem, rather a lot of luggage.  I had to leave one heavy chunk of rock filled with calcite ammonites in the UK - broke my heart.  I'll live.

Without meaning to, I've given a lot of thought to evolution while here.  Probably due to the constant reminder of our recent human history that's around every corner. 
I've contemplated man's transition from communal living (stone age) to a concept of privacy and the individual; Western culture slowly casting aside man and earth as the center of the universe to the realization that we are but a part of deep history; the giant leap from water to land (and sometimes back again), from gills to lungs, fins to feet.

I leave you to contemplate the meaning of this Welsh road sign:

Cheers, lloniannau, and happy trails.  Thanks for joining us on our paleo journey.