Introduction

Wales astounds me. I am fascinated with it's rich history and rugged landscape. Within 50 miles I can travel over 5000 years. The Bronze and Iron Ages, the Middle Ages, and the not so distant Industrial Revolution all huddle beside each other amongst the verdant Southeast Valleys. This is where I ride and this is why I write.

NOTE: I'll be updating this section over the next few months as I re-post rides from my archive. Cheers - cm

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

DAY TOUR 
To the Top of Manmoel!


Following a few miserable days rain-locked in the house the weather broke and I got my act together to make the climb up the hill to the top of Manmoel.

Looming under distant clouds...

Once I landed on the notion of "Bike & Hike", I knew that Manmoel would be on my list of goals. It's just six miles up the road behind Oakdale and is quite desolate and spectacular.


First stop along the way, however; is Pen y Fan Pond. It was about 10:30 in the morning and loads of folks were out, walking dogs, pushing strollers, and enjoying the lovely fall day.






This is perhaps the best time of the day to be cycling; for the kids have all been dropped at school, the commuters have made it to their destinations, and those of us left... are just chillin'.




I had been wanting to see some fall colour, but was worried that all the wind and rain might have brought down most of the leaves. Boy, was I pleased to be wrong. I couldn't have asked for a better day.

Manmoel peeking out above the ridge to the left...















I stopped at the base of the hill to change shoes and stash my bike behind some hedges. I then strapped on a small back-pack and headed up!




The Ebbw Valley runs south to my left and to my right; the Sirhowy Valley.








And then I'm walking back down the hill the long way. Gotta scoot over some fences and wade across a few gullies... well worth it all.


  Report Card
  Ride Name: Top of Manmoel!
  Start Date: Wed. Nov 01, 2017
  Starts in: Oakdale, Wales, GB
  Departed: 10:57 AM
  Distance: 26.3 mi
  Elevation: + 1634 / - 1634 ft
  Max Grade: 19.9%
  Total Duration: 05:10:49
  Moving Time: 02:47:06
  Stopped Time: 02:23:43
  Max. Speed: 30.7 mph
  Avg. Speed: 9.5 mph
  Weather: SUN!
  Temperature: 14°c / 57°f
Unfortunately, a second notable incident occurred after I was on the road again to Tredegar... I fell! Riding down a rough bit of partially-paved road, I skidded on some loose gravel and lost control. Down I went!

Everything came off the bike; panniers, water bottles, tyre pump, Garmin, and yours truly. Thankfully, there is no traffic along this section because my shit was thrown everywhere-helter-skelter. But more importantly, I only banged up my right knee and scraped some knuckles.

I hate falling. It scares me to death and pisses me off to boot. Thoughts rush through my head as I'm going down (always in slow-motion); "You've fucked up now, boy!" and "Don't put your arm down... you'll break your shoulder!"

After a few moments hobbling about, cussing and rubbing various parts of my body, I regained a faint sense of composure and continued on... feeling my age, humbled yet, relieved. It could have been much worse.


It's a pretty easy ride overall. Getting to up to the Common takes a bit of a push, but there's plenty of reason to pause. Once at the top I just cruise north along the ridge from Manmoel to Tredegar and then turn back south to coast downhill for 12 miles to home. We're so very lucky to have this just on our back door.


NOTE: Be sure to check out my full set of photographs... [ Top of Manmoel Gallery ]


First question; "How did they get the car up here?" Second question; "Why?" I don't understand the fascination with setting cars alight, but they do it here in Wales with surprising regularity. I don't think it's meant as an anti-car statement... but, I'll take it as such!

cheers! - cm

Thursday, October 26, 2017

DAY TOUR 
Hay-on-Wye & Hereford Epic


On Saturday 17 June 2017 I made my longest single-day ride to date; 135 miles. I left at 5am and got home at midnight. The weather was fabulous, the scenery amazing, and the trip became an adventure of a lifetime.


Introduction
I had wanted to make this ride for a couple of years, so in January I committed myself to properly train for it. I slowly raised my endurance over the winter months with several rides of 100 miles or so. I then divided the overall route into eight shorter - manageable segments and formulated a schedule. (see: above photo...)



The map above shows the overall route as planned and divided into eight distinct sections. You can click on each of the numbered divisions to view details of that specific section.


Riding a hundred miles on a bicycle in a day is a fairly big deal for me. However, extending that distance to 135 miles was a rather daunting consideration. And yet it's not just the mileage that makes a ride of this length so difficult... it's the time. For anyone who has spent 10 to 12 hours cycling - it' grueling; but 19 continuous hours on the road, pedaling yer bicycle... well, it just gets a little crazy.

I carried tons of gear including rain jacket and waterproof trousers, as well additional socks and (2) additional jerseys. But with everything said and done... it was a long, long, hard day. Huge thanks must be given to my lovely wife for Melanie stocked me well with loads of sandwiches and snacks and supported me throughout my training. I couldn't have done it without ya baby.



Section 1. Oakdale to Talybont-on-Usk
Time: 5:00 am - 7:30 am
Distance: 26.5 miles
Total: 26.5 miles

The start of the day was bright and warm and glorious. I rode down the hill from our house to find the Chartist Bridge looking lovely in the early morning sun. The air was crisp and clear with just a touch of humidity.


Once across the bridge at Blackwood, I immediately turned north up the Sirhowy Valley to begin the climb to Garnlydan and Llangynidr Commons. There was not a soul about... no cars, no people walking, no dogs... just me and I owned it all.


The early morning shadows were long across the road and the sky was a deep sea blue as a passed through Georgetown and Tredegar silently like a lark. Only the sheep bayed at their surprise to see me passing.


Getting up over Llangynidr Commons can be a long slow slog, but I was charged with enthusiasm and made it surprisingly quickly. Needless to say; the views were fantastic. Thankfully, I had the good sense to slow down and take a few photos.


I cannot emphasize enough how spectacular the scenery is in Wales. Plus, the ability to get on my bicycle and ride less than 20 miles to experience such grandeur will never cease to awe and inspire me.


At the top of Llangynidr Commons there is an insanely fast descent into the village of Llangynidr followed by a lazy drift up the road into Talybont-on-Usk. Including the time I spent taking snaps, I made it to my first stop 30 minutes earlier than I had planned. Crazy.



Section 2. Talybont-on-Usk to Brecon
Time: 7:45 am - 8:15 am
Distance: 6.5 miles
Total: 33 miles

When I arrived in Talybont-on-Usk I stopped by the community bulletin board for a short snack and coffee. After exchanging glances with the bleary-eyed locals as they wandered into the shop across the street for their morning papers, I climbed back on board my bike to ride up to Brecon.




The route follows alongside the stunning Monmouth & Brecon Canal for most of the way to Brecon. For this particular section I followed the "Taff Trail" - a hugely popular and well-known route of the National Cycle Network. It's a lovely ride.






Entering the village of Llanfrynach just south of Brecon...



Section 3. Brecon to Talgarth
Time: 8:30 am - 10:00 am
Distance: 9.5 miles
Total: 42.5 miles

I cruised along the canal into sleepy Brecon like a cool morning breeze. I could hardly believe the time. The town was silent. There was no one about... no one to witness the grin on my face and the wonder in my eyes as I pedaled past the lime kilns and dark windows of Bullwark Street.





I stopped at the marina for a bit more to eat and finish my coffee for I knew the next section to Talgarth would involve a bit of climbing. Plus, a quick bit of bike porn before I hit the road.


And then the climb began in earnest. Leaving out of Brecon the road narrows, turns into the woods, and goes up, and up again.






Honestly, it's eye-poppingly steep (see the elevation detail above...), but well worth the climb because you come out of the woods onto a high ridge with views across valleys on both sides.


And it's the perfect place to pause to catch your breath... and just gaze at the breath-taking vistas which surround you.







Section 4. Talgarth to Hay-on-Wye
Time: 10:15 am - 11:00 am
Distance: 7.5 miles
Total: 50 miles

I made it to Hay-on-Wye by 11:00 am having cycled 50 miles and to be honest, I was pretty beat by the time I cruised into town. I was in need of a break and some food!

This leg was mostly flat and follows NCN Route 8 which was just what I needed. I think I was still recovering from the previous leg and I didn't shoot any photos oddly.


NOTE: Next time I go to Hay-on-Wye I'll go via Llangorse Lake and skip NCN Route 8 from Brecon to Talgarth. It's a really tough set of climbs. I'm glad I did it, but it's not one I would include if making a single-day long ride.



Section 5. Hay-on-Wye to Hereford
Time: 11:30 am - 1:30 am
Distance: 23.2 miles
Total: 73.2 miles

Fantastic route! I took Hardwicke Road out of Hay (B4348) for the first couple of miles which is a bit of a climb, but then turned off onto B4352 just before Hardwicke. The route then flattens outs as it then follows along the Wye River and is simply beautiful.


The area is very rural with large working farms... and what I really appreciated is that they're not "gentrified" country estates. They appear as if they've just been family farms for generations.


There were a few small hills, but nothing too killa. The main issue I encountered was a section of road being re-tarmacked. For a few miles this proved to was surprisingly difficult.




There was a thin layer of fine gravel across the road for about two miles which was quite slippery. This slowed me down considerably such that I was forced to stop for any traffic.


I turned off B4352 onto Woodbury Lane at the super-cute village of Moccas. There were loads of cyclists along the road as I came through, so I guess this is a popular Sunday route. The road is very quiet with hardly any traffic and provides some great views of the Wye River. Also of note; there are two interesting campsites along here; Byecross Farm Campsite and Preston Campsite. Both look lovely and shaded whilst perched on the bank on the river.


Unfortunately, I couldn't find a small road into Hereford from where I was coming, so I was forced to take the A465 - a very busy main road. You need to keep a sharp eye out to spot the cycle paths for they are tucked up off the road and the little Sustrans signs are difficult to spot.


However, after approximately two miles I spotted NCN 46 crossing the main road. This turned out to be an excellent ride into town. Along the way it connects to NCN 44 at the Wye River, which then follows along the river into the center of town. Easy peazy! and it was lovely too.






I sat outside the cathedral and had a much needed long lunch. I couldn't have asked for better weather; the sun was out and the temperature perfect (23°c/73°f). I wandered outside the church grounds, but didn't venture inside. Time was a bit tight, so that will have to be something for next time!





Section 6. Hereford to Abergavenny
Time: 2:30 pm - 6:30 pm
Distance: 30.8 miles
Total: 105.4 miles

Getting out of Hereford turned out to be somewhat harder than I had envisioned. After wandering around the city park, I got completely turned around and ended up going the wrong way. It's inexcusable really since I had a very reliable GPS system as well as paper maps! But there ya go... I did it and there's no denying it.








Once outa town, the route wasn't too difficult. I found some nice long flat sections, but getting turned around coupled with dealing with late afternoon traffic in Hereford had taken more out of me than I had expected.




By the time I got to Kilpeck at 87 miles - I was wiped out. I stopped at the inn and sat at the pub and drank two cold Coca Colas, one after the other attempting to regain some composure. (No excuse for not taking any photos of the church btw...)






Back on the road, dragging myself somewhat with the sun getting lower; the day was simply spectacular. Stopping to take a few snaps was a good reason to rest too.








Seeing the Skirrid ahead of me was a welcome sign that I was nearing Abergavenny. My mileage was just hitting the century mark and I was feeling pretty tired.





Section 7. Abergavenny to Pontypool
Time: 6:00 pm - 9:00 pm
Distance: 14.7 miles
Total: 120.1 miles

Getting to Abergavenny meant that I could get up on the canal path - which despite being longer than taking the road... it's flat. I was plumb worn out. I knew leaving out of Pontypool that I'd have a few hills. I needed to save myself for the last big push.


I took another long stop for dinner before heading to Pontypool. I had cycled about 110 miles by this point. I had another 25 to go... and the sun was going down.






Sometimes you look all day and not find a great shot. Then sometimes when you're not looking... head hanging down... you find a lovely image.



Section 8. Pontypool to Oakdale
Time: 9:30 pm - midnight
Distance: 16.2 miles
Total: 136.3 miles


I left the canal at Pontypool and rejoined the old road to Hafodrynys tired to the bone. I'd been on the road and on the bike for 16 hours. One last long leg to go...


What little remaining energy had to be conserved for a few big hills. Just turning the pedals round for another 2 hours. No thinking... just get home.

It was just past midnight when I pulled up in the back lane. I had left out the gate 19 hours earlier. My legs were like jello. My arms and shoulders ached. The bottom of my feet burned. My butt was just numb.

Melanie was long gone to bed. I made it into the shower and then crawled under the blankets and slept like the dead.



Epilogue
It took me a few days to recover from my ride. Afterwards I sat inside and tried to write about the trip. I started and stopped and started again. Filtering my content down to what might be readable became very difficult for me. Then I just gave up for a while.

It's the end of October, I've had a week of rain and I finally got back to it. Looking back it almost feels like a dream.




I hope you've enjoyed your time here. Thanks for stopping by and beware the evil cows!
cheers - cm



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