Well, that’s all over then. Back home and back to the normal routine. But the Wales cycling trip was fantastically good fun. It helped me work out a whole bunch of things about my cycling experiences, and gives me yet more incentive to do more of the same. There were practically no lowlights to the entire trip, apart maybe for… Read more »
Well, what a turn up for the books. Today has been just perfect. I was woken this morning by the sun streaming down onto the campsite, just the remnants of mist clinging to the sides of some of the hills. It had been quite cool overnight and there was heavy dew all over the grass and the tent. I took… Read more »
Tonight I am cut off from the world. At least in the mobile broadband sense. I’m in a campsite at the top of Llan Gwynant, a small lake nestled in the valley on the east side of Snowdon. I’d guess it was glacial at some point on the past. I had the place earmarked and got to it relatively early… Read more »
Funny old day today. I’m starting to adopt what I suspect are the hours of the typical touring camper – bed not long after dark, up at the crack of dawn (no sniggers or innuendo please). This morning I woke at 5am along with the seagulls. As I’d washed a fee clothes the night before that were in no way… Read more »
Yesterday turned into a bit of a war of attrition. A combination of a few too many miles over challenging ground. The hills were one thing. Sustrans who oversee the national cycle routes in the UK suddenly seem to have decided that nicely graded routes are boring, and that going out of your way to find a hill or challenging… Read more »
Quick update as battery low. Lots of hills today but good views and the sun even came out mid afternoon. Finally got to Rhayader about 6:30 after 56 miles. Tired and ready for bed, a dew spots of rain falling on the tent, bug not expecting downpours. Let’s see what tomorrow brings!
What could be simpler? Roll into the first camp site you come to (having covered the requisite number of miles), get the last space available, pitch tent, do some work by returning a call and sending a couple of emails, then shower in the very respectable facilities so I feel completely human and fresh again, them walk 200 yards to… Read more »
Say hello to Richard and Vicky, fellow cyclists from Bishops Lydeard, who I met at Taunton station. They were off to Newport as well, then onto St. David’s Head, but for some reason, they had to change trains at Bristol Temple Meads, where as I was changing at Weston-Super-Mare. I got off as appointed, waited 10 minutes for the connecting… Read more »