Taking it easy kind of morning, and setting up my bivvy for the night in a privately owned woodland about 3miles from home, with the owner's kind permission - please don't hate me, yes I know how lucky I am...
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En route to my first GR I saw this and thought of the BB200 experience.... turnips!!!
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The GR was a ford just past this farm. Which meant two gates, two sheepdogs and traipsing right through the farm. Even though I had met a proper map and gaiters sporting rambler on the track who assured me the farmers were friendly, I decided at this time it just didn't feel right to go through there. So I'll count that as half a GR.
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Next GR was Pen Y Crug iron age hillfort, please see my substantial meal challenge post.
Very muddy track down (always is), picked up some substantial debris
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Sun was definitely setting now
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Next GR was this church, just off a lane I often ride, but had never been down there to have a look
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Next one this bridge over to an old manor house, which as expected was very much "private" "keep out" "CCTV in operation"
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So back up the hill I went, which gave me nice view of a remnant of the disused railway line
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Then it got dark... this one is my other half a GR, another ford on the other side, and through, a farm yard, in the dark. No thanks.
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About five minutes later I was even more glad I had made that decision. Two lights came towards me on the lane, I stopped and pulled over to let them past thinking it was a car. Turned out to be a quad bike which turned into a field; seconds later out of the dark right in front of me I had a sheep dog bark at me like crazy (it was a "good boy, nice boy" kind of moment).
My timing was a bit out, so I decided not to go up and over Cefn Llechid, as it was now dark and I would have wanted to have been there at sunset - saving that one for another time.
Two cars passed me on the minor road, as they did so I could smell lots of weed, so I was glad to get off the tarmac.
Purely for evidence, this is GR No. 6, in the middle of nowhere up on the common.
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I really enjoyed the next bit, riding off road proper under a starry sky with the milky way visible, and the ground getting increasingly crunchy and at least some of the mud firming up.
My drinking water turned first to slush then froze solid, and when one of my boot laces came undone, this too was frozen solid so that was a bit of a faff.
(my last two pictures won't upload to flickr for some reason, never mind)
Perfectly timed you could say, just as I got to the Mountain Centre, I got a flat at the front (o yeah forgot, my back brake at some stage had seized up so wasn't working any more). This being really quite close to home, I had to resist the urgent to phone home straight away. Bike mechanics are not my strong point, so all practice is useful.... I've never even tried to fix a puncture in the dark, at -2, but at least it was dry and not windy... I thought I had done an ok job (with patches, not sure of they're designed to work at those temperatures?), and was debating whether to choose the on or off road route options onwards, when another car turned up, clearly just out "joy riding", so I made way hastily over the common... only to find that my tyre was flat again.
So I decided to walk home, much shorter route than walking to my bivvy spot.
I sent the family a message to pre warn them that I would interrup their cozy father daughter evening in.
Some time later a car pulled up and I got a lift home.
Had a really brilliant time, evidence if ever it was needed that there are proper mini adventures to be had close to home, everything is that much different in the dark! But it all still felt really safe, which is a good thing at the moment especially.
Thanks John and Reg for organizing this
