Barmouth to Machynlleth : a day on the Lon las trail

i stumbled across these paragraphs on my iPad and think they belong best with the rest of the Cambrian cycling tale. Can’t fully understand why they didn’t make it to the pass first time around, back in May. Or precisely what I was apologising for, but here goes anyway!  

I’m making excuses again! My cycle through Wales has become a Tardis trip to the 70s. Tonight is Sunday and I’m staying in Machynlleth, the ancient capital of Owain Glyndwr’s Wales. He was a Griffith, like my Grandma… There is no 3G and some distant BT business hub is ignoring me. So I rang home on the pay phone in the foyer. Pumping 20 pees into the slot as I spoke and blurting “love you!” as the beeps butted in. This brought back memories, but thankfully without olfactory cues : ask anyone who exhaled for an entire phone box conversation in the good old days.


Hill climbing came with a vengeance earlier. After a bumpy crossing of the old Barmouth bridge I glided up a velvety surfaced lakeside track with a tailwind to Dolgellau : pure cycle bliss with a bit of bird watching thrown in. Then Sustrans route 8 wiped the smile off my face. I climbed 600 feet in just over a mile. Mainly on foot, albeit with furtive bursts of granny gear cycling when passing the few houses en route.
So it was back to the A487 dicing with Sunday suicide squads of motorbike boys and patient bus drivers. These are the gentlemen (always gentlemen) that sit just over your right shoulder, gradually shifting down through the gearbox and gently grilling you with the radiator.


Tal y Llyn lake was a lovely surprise after cresting the pass below Cader Idris. Coffee, cake and catch up WiFi at friendly Corris craft centre and then all downhill to Machynlleth and its Millenium bridge (yes really: photos below).


Tal y Llyn lake was a lovely surprise after cresting the pass below Cader Idris. Coffee, cake and catch up WiFi at friendly Corris craft centre and then all downhill to Machynlleth and its Millenium bridge (yes really: photos below). : pure cycle bliss with a bit of bird watching thrown in. Then Sustrans route 8 wiped the smile off my face. I climbed 600 feet in just over a mile. Mainly on foot, albeit with furtive bursts of granny gear cycling when passing the few houses en route.


So it was back to the A487 dicing with Sunday suicide squads of motorbike boys and patient bus drivers. These are the gentlemen (always gentlemen) that sit just over your right shoulder, gradually shifting down through the gearbox and gently grilling you with the radiator.


Tal y Llyn lake was a lovely surprise after cresting the pass below Cader Idris. Coffee, cake and catch up WiFi at friendly Corris craft centre and then all downhill to Machynlleth and its Millenium bridge (yes really: photos below).

The photos mentioned are posted in an unfinished “gallery”: see later.

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