Well it was just wonderful to be able to head out and enjoy our new freedom here in Wales. With it being the Easter weekend, I opted for properly off road to avoid silly traffic and people generally, as with the fine weather everyone is going a little crazy here.... I went for the tree-line ridge option in the end, thanks for your opinions on this. The quarry will wait for another time...
I started with my usual ride over the common, and stopped for a while to join some bird watchers with gigantic cameras watching a red kite fishing above a pond, just stunning:
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Then onwards to what looks a bit like teletubbyland, where you can just spot the ridge on the horizon, where I would be riding to, the long way round.
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After some climbing, and bit more climbing, I happily left the tarmac for, you guessed it, some more climbing, on some surprisingly immaculate gravel (presumably for forestry operations)
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A bit hazy, and warm enough to take my long sleeved top off, but here you can just see Crai reservoir below, and Fan Gyhirych, which I would be passing just behind of
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About here I met the only two (e-mountain bike) cyclists of the who trip (and of only a handful of people overall), shortly before riding right through a herd about about 30 Welsh Blacks. They were chilled out mothers with calves still young enough to be just curious, their fluffy ears backlit by the sun and looking like teddy bear ears
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Finally the track levelled off, and I was rewarded with stunning views over Fan Nedd
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and Fan Gyhirych
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and back to Pen Y Fan, which looked surprisingly far away
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On passing the highest point, from which I remembered from many years ago it is just a short pull up to the summit of Fan Gyhirych, I met a fell runner running down (faster than me, as I was cautious on some very loose gravel), and I immediately regretted not making the detour to the top (but couldn't be arsed to go back). I had remembered a good strong and clear stream at the Byfre, and stopped there to top up my water bottles
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The track then got a bit gnarlier
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Difficult to make out on this photo, but I passed this pretty big shake hole
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Still following a track of sorts
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and passed a couple of cave entrances, for I was riding above the large cave system of Ogof Ffynnon Du (cave of the black well), where I spent a fair bit of my twenties
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After all that, it was quite nice to rejoin a proper track again. Nice looking, randomly placed, old railway carriage
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Down to Blaen Nedd Isaf, where I crossed the stream and joined Sarn Helen roman road, which I would be following all the way home
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Maen Madoc standing stone
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After a short stretch on the Ystradfellte Road, where I saw a few camper vans parked up and some people wild camping in a car park, I was soon off road again and, in the golden light of a beautiful sunset, heading along my final stretch towards my intended spot for the bivvy
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One last look back towards the distinctive steep face of Fan Gyhirych
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And forwards towards Brecon, with "my" ridge now in sight
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Just a pretty water feature
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Despite it being a gloriously sunny day, what the pictures don't show is that there was quite a bitter northerly wind blowing all day, which by now was picking up and starting to feel quite cold. So I reckoned the ridge, lovely though the sunrise view would be from there, would be a bit too exposed, so instead I picked what turned out to be a great spot: Bit of dry stone wall with a corner for me to tuck in out of the wind, and just next to but out of sight from the track (not that there was anyone about). Complete with some beautiful pine trees, what a view from bed!
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I cracked open my can of vanilla stout, starting cooking dinner, only to pour water over it half way through, as I realised that there was a bit too much tinder dry vegatation for my liking next to my cooker. Lukewarm burgers and cheese it was, never mind, I was glad that Father Jimmy had reminded us on Maundy Thursday that Good Friday was meant to be a day of fasting and no meat, so that had prompted me to opt for sweet-potatoe-and-something-else-dry-but-edible burgers, which were ok to eat cold-ish.
Completely clear starry night, which I was able to enjoy fully, as I was just in my bivvy bag (very unusually the forecast had been for zero percent chance of any precipitation!).
This was my view in the morning
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A leisurely ride back to Brecon, and, so as not to arrive home too early, the whole thing topped off with a nice cup of coffee, and, yes, lemon drizzle cake
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