Nine assembled in a drab and damp free car park at Llangynog (where the toilets even had hot water on tap) including a newbie Alyn from Ruthin. His sparkling carbon frame gave it all away though – this guy could ride fast. Others with conventional and significantly heavier bikes turned up as planned and we set off on the dot to cover some of my favourite roads in the whole world.
We started by taking the narrow, gravelly back lane to Penybontfawr, then straight across on the B road, soon to fork off left and skywards. Here a major rush of traffic caused by bin day interrupted the solitude. A steady climb soon caused layers to be peeled off, perhaps showing Mike’s choice of shorts to be not that optimistic. This lane bounded by banks of primrose and violets, with cute lambs gambolling in the fields, was crested all too quickly.
The whizz downwards to rejoin the B road was brisk but not mad and we regrouped shortly before turning across the dam wall at Vyrnwy. Here we were well catered by efficient service at the Old Barn cafe. Sausage sandwiches and cake consumed with passion and some speed.
From there, we turned downhill from the cafe to cross an aluminium footbridge below the dam and I tried my best to take a direct path back to lakeside. 10 minutes later with serpentine wiggles confusing even the best GPS map, we made it having viewed some marvellous sculpture in the Vyrnwy Sculpture Park.
The passage along the north shore of Lake Vyrnwy was the closest we got to riding as a group and very enjoyable it was too – a gentle pace, brightening skies, little traffic and superb scenery.
The main climb of the day followed at the lake end, where those of us with appropriate gears changed down as the road rose to tackle the lofty Hirnant pass. This is a special place for me; such beauty, rugged rock, trees and sky with gurgling mountain streams. The sharp climb through huge towering conifers was heavenly and the descent down the cwm a delight with dry roads and clear lines of sight allowing one to ‘let go’. The further descent towards Bala with trees springing into life, was as idyllic as ever and now bathed in a balsamic scent of blossom wafting in the light breeze.
We regrouped in chilly downtown Bala with the Goat’s £2.99 menu tempting us in. Basic food and basic pub atmosphere but perfectly serviceable.
The short afternoon for many was spent pass storming the long but gentle climb of Milltr Gerrig. For those who rode with the leader, we encountered a little dampness but no real rain, to enjoy an exciting run down the dramatic U- shaped valley back to Llangynog.
Some faster riders had already left for home by the time we had rolled in. The pass was new to some and I hope enjoyed by all. Being only just after 3 o’clock on arrival, I led 4 of us along the valley to soak up the quietness and solitude of Pennant Melangell chapel with its mediaeval shrine and 2000 year old yews. Well worth the extra 4 miles.
Guys, I have to say, those who didn’t turn up missed a classic ride. Perhaps some of those that did missed part of it too, as in my view it is best savoured slowly like a glass of fine port or a pint of good ale.
Next time we’ll try the Bwlch y Groes and I’m sure I would lead that from the back too.
DHill
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