The date? Two-wheeled tramps wandering wild Wales and you’re most welcome.
How long? Saturday-Monday (mid-PM?).
Stuff? Almost any bike, almost any kit; but “lighter” gets you to the cake quicker.
Options? Michael Caine, Italian Job: “the only way to get through it is we all work together as a team. And that means you do everything I say”.
Distance? Not as far as Ian.
Pace? Social. Plenty of view/cafe/pub/ice-cream/shop/red-kite stops.
Rain? You’re in Wales.
Water supplies? See above.
Cake? More than you can possibly visualise.
Remote? Some bits very, some not.
Technical? Some bits quite (“trail centre red”?), most not.
Will I get lost? Temporarily displaced at times.
What will I get out of it? Fame, riches, and an obscure pot plant. Who can tell.
Map? Improbably all on OS 1:50k #135. The sensual pleasure of wrestling with a wet torn map in the dark is highly underrated in my view.
GPX file? Hmm. Whatever one of those is. I’ll do my best.
Phone signal? Doubt it. Hope not.
Philosophy? Take experiences, leave goodwill? Any mumbo-jumbo will do.
Ride problems? New mates will obviously do utmost to help. But have a helicopter at your disposal, or failing that some basic bike and body repair skills, and ability to navigate back to civilisation alone.
I’ll be at the Star on Friday night; and by invoking BBB Rule 46b-2/i(3) (“the said bikepacker, may, insofaras they be adjacent, claim two months BAM, during the period of said undertaking, contingent upon juxtaposed nights, whereby the 1st inst be succedent, undivided, to the 30th or 31st inst”), I shall spend Mon night bivvied near Caersws railway station.
Am away 8 – 16th April so may not respond during that time.
Please stick your moniker down here, and also please PM me your email address and mobile number, so I can tell you the top-secret stuff about the cake. Preferences, places, ideas welcome but bear in mind Michael Caine’s quote


See you at the cake-stand!
“Reg”