The picturesque harbour of Porthgain is surprisingly busy on a bright and blustery day in October with clouds scudding across a deep blue sky, a lively turquoise sea and visitors trying their luck crabbing off the harbour walls.
It's a quintessentially Welsh fishing village approached by a narrow lane down a steep road which ends at rough patch of gravel where cars tend to park haphazardly. A robustly-built harbour wall curves around to protect the narrow rocky inlet where fishing boats bob on the rising tide. The smell of fish and chips hangs in the air while the bright sun glints off the whitewashed stone pillars marking the harbour entrance high on the Pembrokeshire cliff tops.
Looming dark and foreboding over the village are the remnants of the industrial workings upon which Porthgain was built. There was a time when Porthgain was just another fishing village and look closely enough you'll spy lobster pots and crog loft cottages once used by the fishermen.
