Day 1 - Day 2


During the night I awoke, I thought I could see a burning flame in the forest, I have had several imaginary sightings in the darkness whilst camping including a white horse at Moel Prysgau which turned out to be a forestry warning sign! So I took no notice and settled off to sleep. In the morning Nick informed me he also saw the fire which probably was a beacon on a nearby mountain to celebrate the Queen's Jubilee. One of my tent poles had split in the night, after 12 years this has been the only problem my Jack Wolfskin has given, not bad for a tent costing £85! We were resigned to a wet ride home as it had been forecast rain. It had duly began raining in the early hours, but at 07:00 I shouted to Nick, there was a break in the weather so the tents were packed, coffee drunk, and the Brothers were on their way in the dry, for the moment at least. An excellent ride was enjoyed down the valley on the forest track. Our route took us past where we has ascended and further down the valley on a really beautiful and picturesque descent. Although the Black Mountains do not have the remoteness of the Cambrians there are some really good tracks and terrain to enjoy here. A dark and rocky path was taken down into the valley, this turned out at the remote Fford Las abandoned farm house. After fording a stream the route continued on a track that would have been the farming-family's route to Partrishow church. Indeed one of the gravestones in the church belongs to a husband and wife from the farm in the 18th century. Partrishow church is a very quiet and secluded  place with it's own holy well which the Brothers have visited several times before. The dry weather continued through Fforest Coalpit and Bettws as we retraced our steps back to Abergavenny where it started to rain. Lunch was sought in Annette's Café, where I ate ham, egg, beans and chips, whilst Nick ate a steak and ale pie with chips, washed down with hot Lavazza coffee. The rain was now torrential and a few miles had to be cycled on the main road to Llanelen. After getting lashed with rain it was great to get on the quiet lane to Croes Llanfair and Goytre. Allthough completely soaked it was an enjoyable trip back down Rumble Street and through Monkswood and Glascoed. Even the steep climb to Semen World farm was taken with ease as both of us had now got used to lugging the heavier touring machines around. Home was achieved via the old abandoned road from New Inn. I was certainly very pleased with my Surly, perhaps the Brothers might get a really warm camping trip this year?....30 miles.

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Day 1 - Day 2

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