1st up I need to say thankyou to the owners of the b and b in Foel (Dyffren b and b) for very kindly donating the cost of the stay to Lhs foundation. It was a lovely place to stay and very kind of them.
so out of Foel, i hit the hills straight away and to tell the truth my legs felt like jelly this morning. Just a short ( in length, not time as it took me ages to get there) way away was the dam which i wanted to see but when i got there i discovered that it was a mile (downhill) detour from my route. No problem you say, untill you realise that you will then have to climb back up that mile. I stopped and chatted to a nice older gentleman who ( very kindly) warned me about the road i was planning to take on the grounds that it wasaa very steep long climb. It was either that or an equally steep ?impassable bridleway. Having done my share of cross country yesterday, my legs decided that i'd better stuck to the road. On my way there i passes, stopped and went back to a village hall, purely cos they were advertising cream teas and i never pass up on those! the lovely old church was filled with probably all the residents (15) of this village who were welcoming and donated me a coffee on the house. So to that road. . The rain had finally caught up with me after chasing me from cardiff (i could see it in the distance but haven't really got wet up to this point) and under dreary skies, fig and rain closing in, up i went. Ok so i won't lie, i stopped repeatedly, but i did cycle the entire way, ignored by the car drivers staring miserably ahead as they drove down, dry.
When i reached the top, the view was stunning made moreso by the weather, and although now soaked, cold and knackered, i had a whoo who moment and realised that i was enjoying this more than any other part to date. Then it was cross country time again, though this time on a fairly decent track. It was at this point that i thought that if i was going oo break something, this is where it would happen, as the track was stony, wet and very slippery downhill. !
so out of Foel, i hit the hills straight away and to tell the truth my legs felt like jelly this morning. Just a short ( in length, not time as it took me ages to get there) way away was the dam which i wanted to see but when i got there i discovered that it was a mile (downhill) detour from my route. No problem you say, untill you realise that you will then have to climb back up that mile. I stopped and chatted to a nice older gentleman who ( very kindly) warned me about the road i was planning to take on the grounds that it wasaa very steep long climb. It was either that or an equally steep ?impassable bridleway. Having done my share of cross country yesterday, my legs decided that i'd better stuck to the road. On my way there i passes, stopped and went back to a village hall, purely cos they were advertising cream teas and i never pass up on those! the lovely old church was filled with probably all the residents (15) of this village who were welcoming and donated me a coffee on the house. So to that road. . The rain had finally caught up with me after chasing me from cardiff (i could see it in the distance but haven't really got wet up to this point) and under dreary skies, fig and rain closing in, up i went. Ok so i won't lie, i stopped repeatedly, but i did cycle the entire way, ignored by the car drivers staring miserably ahead as they drove down, dry.
When i reached the top, the view was stunning made moreso by the weather, and although now soaked, cold and knackered, i had a whoo who moment and realised that i was enjoying this more than any other part to date. Then it was cross country time again, though this time on a fairly decent track. It was at this point that i thought that if i was going oo break something, this is where it would happen, as the track was stony, wet and very slippery downhill. !
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