So I went to a trail centre...

EddiePJ

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TK, I need to go back through what you have written, but as usual... WOW!! :)

You are truly an inspiring person.

Good stuff, sounds like you are fairly hardcore already.

You should go for a ride with Eddie, I reckon he's one of the few on here who could keep up with you.

I will come, too, but only to drive the van and keep a kettle boiling on a camping stove in the car park.
I truly hope that it will be possible to do just that when I next visit my sister in Wales. At least by doing so, there might be the possibility of having at least one decent photo of my next bike! :)
 
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Conversation in the trail centre carpark got round to Strava today & I'm told the record for the Beast of Bodmin (12km), in Cardinham woods, is 24 minutes.
To put that into perspective, I was chuffed that the new e-bouncer got me round in 48 minutes _ 20 minutes faster than last week on the vanilla bike!
 

falmouthtony

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Conversation in the trail centre carpark got round to Strava today & I'm told the record for the Beast of Bodmin (12km), in Cardinham woods, is 24 minutes.
To put that into perspective, I was chuffed that the new e-bouncer got me round in 48 minutes _ 20 minutes faster than last week on the vanilla bike!
= average15kph .... for the Beast .... which is perfectly respectable for us retired gentlefolk JH in my opinion. Don't think I'd want to go a lot faster!!! I like to see the steep drops unblurred.
 

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Hi Tony,
I was just thinking, today, that I must get in touch now that I've got me an offroad machine to give your Cube a run for it's money ☺

Fancy making a day out of it?
Beast in the a.m. & Lanhydrock p.m.
Last man down the Timber trail buys the ice creams

Anyone else fancy joining us? As the teeshirt says "Old Guys Rule".
 

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Ride Report : Afan Forest Trail Centre

It's taken me a few weeks to find the time to write up my visit to the Afan mountain bike trails but hopefully it's better late than never. To set the scene... I had picked Afan as I fancied somewhere more remote than my experience at the Forest of Dean and I hoped this area of Welsh Forestry Commission land would fit the bill. My initial car journey took me westerly along the Heads of the Valley road towards Swansea. It's a road which gives more reward the further you travel along it. A multitude of annoying roundabouts and the surroundings of marshy barren hilltops still scarred and ugly from their industrial past gives way to a wide valley with the attractive River Neath wending it's way by a pleasant dual carriageway for many miles. The inaccessible nature of the landscape means that I must overshoot my destination for lack of roads across the mountaintop and have to double back at Neath, from which the increasingly small lane winds its way through a tiny strung out mining village called Pontrhydyfen, clinging to the side of the valley and characterised by two industrial relics, an old viaduct and aqueduct which rise up over the road and dominate with their scale. It also happens to be the birthplace of Richard Burton.

A left turn and I'm heading up another valley, chiselled out by the river Afan. The landscape here is almost claustrophobic, the road being only just wide enough for two cars to pass, dropping away to the river on the left with the wall of the valley beyond it, and rising up immediately to the my right. These places must only see the sun for a little of the day so steep are the sides. It also explains why there are so few roads as you would need an endless amount of hairpins if you tried to assault the sides directly. Perhaps this is something I should have taken note of before choosing which trail to ride... but more on that later...

First on the agenda was some lunch. I am coming to discover than cafes at places like this are much the same. A small selection of carb heavy, unsophisticated food is all that's to be obtained. A salad leaf or two if you're very lucky. I stuffed myself full on fried eggs, chips and beans, then wondered at the wisdom of this as I staggered forth from the cafe. Good job I'm on an ebike! Hopefully I can get away with such a full stomach!

Taking a look at the well laid out map boards at the entrance to the trail, I took to the first (and easier) of two that I had planned. 'The Blue Scar' trail is 7km long and climbs the shallower side of the valley, up behind the trail centre. The first part of the ride concentrates on gaining height as hairpins carry you up hillside devoid of trees but with wispy yellow grass waving in the breeze to make the field of tree stumps a little more attractive.


The lay of the land on the first part of the trail.

The reward for the climb comes in the form of some lovely rollers and a nice fast section that gives you an appetite for speed. Too soon it's at an end leaving you hungry for more. This bit turned out to be my favourite part of Blue Scar and was followed by a most uninspiring piece of wide forestry track which ran through the 'nuclear wasteland' type of cleared hillside by a stream which was probably lovely when it had trees around it.


This hill felt like it went on forever. Woe betide what it must feel like on an unassisted bike. I think Cwm Rhaeadr has given me very high expectations to beat in terms of pleasant ambience whilst climbing.

It's churlish to complain about a climb on an ebike but I was still glad to reach the top and ride the next bit of fun. I love some of the names on these trails and the section that proclaimed itself 'The Widow Maker' in a ridiculously over the top way, sent a shiver of excitement down my spine.


Can I survive the peril? Look there's a cross where the unwary have fallen!

'Widow Maker' did turn out to be a nice fun section of kinky rollers and was followed immediately by some big berms. And I mean BIG berms (a berm is a bend with the edge banked right up if you've never heard of one before). The only problem with them was that the bottom of the corner was over an inch deep in loose slatey rock, grit and dried dirt, all pooled up and in a shifty mass ready to skitter away at the slightest pressure. I'd clocked this threat and managed to make the first couple by a judicious combination of cautious speed and trying to hit an upper line away from all the debris. However, my luck ran out on a particularly bad one which probably should be approached by hurtling at it like a loon and being almost horizontal as you fly round the banking, taking the very topmost piece of the berm and avoiding all the crud. But I'm all too aware that if I overcook things that hard and fast then I'm going to fly off the corner and be airborne over the tree stump filled hill. So this particular bend, I can't remember if there even was a safe line, but I didn't see it and so I ploughed into the rubble. I know from motorbiking that going at bad surface is doable in a straight line but whilst cornering is a problem. This knowledge is equally transferrable to a bike and so trouble was inevitable since I am not some sort of drift Goddess that could skid it round the bend. As the tire moved sideways beneath me I tried to make some sort of save by falling uphill, but my futile attempt failed and it toppled into the side of the bend which fell away. I was launched into the air and somehow (for the second time) managed to land catlike on my feet. The bike as not so lucky and suffered more minor scuffs to the front fork and a graze to the brake lever.

Thank goodness I ride these trails at quiet times. My pride had just taken quite a hit. Before then I was some sort of enduro queen with leet bike control skills. Now I felt like a kid who needed stabilisers. I wish I'd photographed the berm to see where I went wrong and recall it for posterity, but as usual, I was so embarrassed by my off that I frowned at the scratches then jumped straight back on. This little blip distracted me from the rest of the ride somewhat. There were nicer twists and turns to come, and a few stretches of pretty trail dotted with deciduous trees. And even a bit of boardwalk crossing a stream next to a nice bench where I took a breather.

I finished 'Blue Scar' and returned to my car for a brief pit stop. My heavy lunch was now somewhat digested and although I was annoyed at my failure on the blue berm I felt that it was a silly mistake and that I should go ahead and keep challenging myself with a longer red trail.


There's a mining museum next to the cafe and this pit wheel right by the car park.
 

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In the name of not being totally foolhardy I'd done a little research on the next trail before I'd set out. Macho experience mountain bikers declared brashly that novices should have no trouble (although I note that many novices are put off by their mates taking them on terror rides that they have no intention of ever duplicating). I had also watched a couple of Youtube videos of the worst section 'The Graveyard' and it didn't look so bad. But of course the camera perspective tends to flatten everything out and I'd thought the same thing about the FreeMiner's Trail and that had turned out to be more tricky than it looked.

So with a brave heart and slightly tired legs I headed off onto the 23km red graded 'Y Wal' or 'The Wall' if you don't read Welsh. Should I have taken the name as a clue? Possibly. Did I realise it was famous? Nope. Did I realise it would raise the eyebrows of respect amongst my guy mates who had previously almost yawned when I told them of my past exploits? Not at all. I headed onto it in blissful ignorance.

Follow this link for a map of Y Wal http://www.cognation.co.uk/y-wal

The first part shares the same common start as the Blue Scar and I practiced trying to do the hairpins better than last time (which I did until some horse riders saw me then I went rubbish as I seem to do when I have an audience). Pretty quickly it turns back down into the valley though and it's a fiddly section that brings you down to the River Afan and over a bridge. This would be a beautiful place to stop for a sandwich but I only paused to ambush an Australian couple into taking my photo.


Me and the beast.

The next part was quite picturesque as a wide track inclined quite gently up the lower half of the slope. The trees were a mix here which is nicer to ride through than plain conifers and there were odd signs of the valley's mining past including the stone posts of a bridge missing it's top and the wall of a building, now crumbled into mystery, all surrounded by the forest. And Himalayan Balsam wherever it could get hold, much to my dismay, filling the air with it's heavy scent.


The dreaded invader with it's exploding seed pods, taking over the stream bed.

'Y Wal' rewards you with a mix of climbing. Whilst some is on uneventful fire tracks, other parts are through dark sections where the canopy closes in above you as you weave amongst the conifers with pine needles and moss covering the ground and softening the noise of your tyres. You feel enclosed in another world of the forest and if you venture from the path then fairies or willo-the-wisps will lead you astray and you'll vanish into the umbral gloom forever.


One such section of trail. Wrapped in a blanket of forest you feel quite apart from the world and very alone.
 

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Having traversed the valley for a good few miles in one direction, climbing all the while, it's finally time to turn back and begin your first taste of the view and the down hill sections the trail has to offer. And at this point it gets scary...


When you're riding, that drop looks sheer!

Now, it might be a good point to inform you that I get vertigo. Not terrible crippling vertigo, but it has reduced me to my knees on a windy day on the battlements of Harlech Castle. And riding down a little dry dusty strip of path, barely twelve inches wide, with loose rocks the size of my fist which catch your wheels and skitter you off course, and fixed rocks which you have to dodge round or hop over, and the odd tree root for good measure. Well all that is fine, until you add a blooming big drop on one side that to all intents and purposes would be like a cliff if you fell off it. Well that's brown trousers time for me. And suddenly I realised why it was called "The Wall". But a bit like a scary fairground ride, there's no real getting off mountain bike singletrack. You can't turn round unless you fancy a horrendous head on with another biker on a blind corner, and although there's fire roads that cross it periodically, I don't know which ones will get me safely back to the trail centre. So onwards it was. I mentally donned a pair of imaginary blinkers and steadfastly refused to look at the drop to my side.

Thankfully fixatedly staring at only the track got me to the end of the first section. The trees were felled on this stretch of landscape so it was the worst bit for appreciating the depth of the valley. There were other parts taxing in other ways, but the worst for vertigo induced fear was behind me. But it was too soon to heave a sigh of relief, for ahead of me loomed the most difficult obstacle of my trip. It would be nice to think I was caught out by some really difficult trail feature like a tricky rock garden or a big scary drop. But no, this was merely the wooden posts of doom designed to slow over enthusiastic mountain bikers in preparation for meeting a fire road and potential foot or vehicular traffic. The idea is to flip your bike onto it's back wheel and push your vertical machine through the tiny gap, smallest at the bottom to ensure you must dismount and widening as the posts rise. But my bike's so darned heavy and I'm such a weakling wimp! Even with the battery off I really struggle to get the bike vertical, let alone keeping it properly balanced to walk it along and that's without the nice tree-rooty groove to steer it through. Well, I tell you, it took some doing to get it through. I was exhausted by the time I finally succeeded. At least there were blackberries on the other side to replenish my energy.


Who would have thought that this would be the hardest challenge of all? Perhaps I need to bring a sherpa to lift my bike next time.

Aside from incidental obstacles, Y Wal has a very natural feel to it. The trails I rode at the Forest of Dean very much felt man-made, their path taking a convoluted route to fit them into the wood. Whereas here you feel like you are just out exploring with signposts to help you, rather than plotting an artificial course. My favourite bit of the whole ride was a beautiful beech grove where the trail flowed with gradual undulations and interest was added by humps over fallen walls and other natural features.


My kind of heaven. It must be even more beautiful in the autumn.

What I didn't enjoy so much was the very long stretch called "The Graveyard". Not that it was really much worse than any other particular part apart from it's length. It's followed almost immediately by the "Final Descent Zigzag" and both required mighty amounts of concentration on my part as I was just about riding at the limit of my skills. In small bursts that would be exhilarating, but to keep the level of focus and bike control needed to safety negotiate such a lengthy tricky stretch, well it took it's toll. My hands ended up going into cramp from having to be so hair trigger on the brakes (which thankfully are excellent on this bike) and my mind was reduced to mush from fatigue.

As I approached the car park I ended up very glad that the trail was over despite the fact that overall I had enjoyed it. It was only afterwards that my sense of pride in my achievement sunk in.

Whilst I loaded the bike back onto the car a guy in a convertible BMW pulled up. He was a roadie who's mates all had mountain bikes so he'd bought himself one in order to be social. He was out on his own, trying to get some practice in I think. He tried his best into talking me into riding Blue Scar again, but I'd had it. I'm not sure if he just wanted a ride with someone who he thought was as rubbish as himself on a trail or if I pulled, which would be unusual for these days! I came away with his number (despite me mentioning my husband) but my neighbour sagely advised me not to go off with men I meet in woods and I'm inclined to agree.

I don't know when I'll next get out to a trail centre again. In November I'm due to start my first cycle of IVF so it might be all change soon in which case I won't be doing the rough stuff like this. Who knows what the future holds? Here's one final pic of the forest to leave you with.

 

EddiePJ

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TK, you really should be submitting articles for publication in mtb mags. Your write ups are superb. Failing that, at least start to write a book about your exploits. :)
There is just too much here to absorb all in one go but just touching on two things. Food first. That just isn't fair, you pigging out on a decent fry up. The best that I ever seem to manage to get hold of, is a sausage roll and a coffee. :(

Second.... Shame about the war wounds to the bike. You need to learn to put yourself between the bike and the ground! :D You'll soon get used to marking the bike up, and after a time you learn to shrug it off.
Out of all of the marks and chips that my bikes get, the one scratch on the BH that annoyed me from my first spotting it, until the day that the bike went back, was a scratch made by the dealer, that they tried to hide with paint, and I didn't notice for months. I hate dishonesty, and had the dealer come clean about it, I wouldn't had liked it, but I'd have accepted it.

I'll read back through your thread again later. :)
 

TinKitten

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I've now decided to look upon the scratches as badges of proof of proper use. I intend to photograph the distinctive bits so that if my bike ever gets nicked then I have the unique battle scars to prove it's mine. I'm thinking that some shin guards would be nice if I decide to ride such places as Y Wal again, but with my off-road future uncertain at the moment I can't justify the purchase, as battle scars on me wouldn't look quite so fetching. :p

How annoying that someone else scratched your bike. Your's is not the only tale I have heard of dishonesty. And my friend said the same thing, if the bike shop had just owned up to what they had done it would have been okay, but instead he doesn't trust them and won't use them again.
 
We're really enjoying reading your write up's. Eddie is correct, there are a number of magazines and websites that could really benefit from such quality text and images.

I hope you don't mind, but we know we're not alone in enjoying these pieces.

So we've shared a couple of your photos and linked to this thread on our facebook page.

https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.353971398098227.1073741886.193414864153882&type=1

Many thanks for giving us something so good and inspiring to read.

Col
 

jackhandy

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I know zackly how you felt on that vertiginous section.
Many years ago a virus knocked-out the balance mechanism in one of my ears, leaving me with a degree of vertigo that pops up to smack me down on slopes like that.
I occasionally find myself climbing the upslope, which pushes me off toward the drop: It takes a huge effort to centralise on the track & I hate to think what heartrate it induces.
Like you, I ride alone but, being an old fart, I learned not to exceed my limitations when out on a limb long ago. That's why I enjoy pushing the envelope at the local trail centres, where someone will be along inna minnit to pick me up ☺

Keep the write-ups coming.
 

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I think that TK's hard work deserves as much coverage as possible. :)

As you say, it's certainly very inspiring and positive. :) The layout that you have set out on the FB page also looks superb.

TK, it's expensive stuff to buy, but perhaps you could add some 'heli tape' to the bike to help prevent a little of the damage. I should really do the same.

What do mean off road future looking uncertain!? I need to hurry up an make it down to Wales. Just stick to sensible pleasurable scenic routes, and don't be drawn or persuaded by what other people are doing. The whole deal about riding off road, is that it should be fun, and leave you smiling and perhaps tired at the end of the ride.

I'm another that gets very drawn by beech woodlands. They somehow have a very relaxing and almost magical feel about them. No matter which season, they always have so much to offer.
 
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Hi TK, what else have you got on the list, or more importantly, what do you carry in the way of spares? :)
On the shopping list is... a bike stand to hold it whilst I clean it, the Lezyne pump as discussed in the other thread, a Topeak quick release beam rack & bag, a luminous yellow or some other bright colour waterproof biking jacket, a kick stand for the bike, heli tape, a chain wear tool and I'm toying with the idea of some Ergon grips.

In my biking rucksack is a multi-tool with tyre levers, a spanner for my back wheel, Scabs puncture repair patches, a KTM inner tube, a mini pump from Lidl, a tyre gauge, some loo roll and emergency cash.

So far I haven't had to use any of it (apart from some loo roll, lol), so it's a balance between carrying what I need to get myself going again and the fact that I have zero mechanical know-how so I don't think I can fix more than a puncture anyway and even then I'm keeping my fingers crossed about that.
 

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It's definitely worth adding a spare master link for the chain to this list, and also a chain splitter if your multi tool doesn't already have it. Whilst you are doubting your mechanical abilities, both could be handy if someone stops to help you.

Just thinking aloud. Take a look at your local evening classes. They often run a cycle maintenance morning. I haven't been on one, but I suspect that we could all benefit from doing it. :)
 

TinKitten

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It's definitely worth adding a spare master link for the chain to this list, and also a chain splitter if your multi tool doesn't already have it. Whilst you are doubting your mechanical abilities, both could be handy if someone stops to help you.

Just thinking aloud. Take a look at your local evening classes. They often run a cycle maintenance morning. I haven't been on one, but I suspect that we could all benefit from doing it. :)
More to add to my shopping list, hee hee!

I haven't spotted any evening classes but I already did a search and saw there are day courses that run in Cardiff. At some point I'll probably try and do one of those.

The valve on the inner tube of my back tyre doesn't seem so healthy now. It's not taking or releasing air that easily and the Slime seems to have leaked out of it a bit (possibly that's blocked it up?). It's due to go in for it's first service soon so I thought I might pluck up the courage to try and change the inner tube myself, then I can ask them to check that I've done it right. It probably seems a most basic operation to perform and get right but I'm kinda like old people with computers, I go into a blank panic at the thought of touching it and disasterise that if I undo / unscrew anything that I won't put it back together right and it'll fly off as I'm going downhill at max speed. I used to feel the same way about my motorbike and managed to dodge the bullet of doing anything mechanical to it at all. I fear that I will have to learn with my ebike though. :)
 

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I'm going to be going back to E-Motion for it's first service to check everything is okay and I've asked them to source a prop stand when I do. They didn't seem to think it was a problem, which was better than me who couldn't source one by my internet skillz. We shall see what they come up with.
I started having a stand fitted when I collected my KTM but it was so ugly and detracted from the over all beauty of the bike. I decided to leave it until I can find a more discrete stand or until I don't mind ugly anymore :)
 

TinKitten

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I started having a stand fitted when I collected my KTM but it was so ugly and detracted from the over all beauty of the bike. I decided to leave it until I can find a more discrete stand or until I don't mind ugly anymore :)
Yeah, I'm hoping that won't be the case. Photography would be so much better with a stand as then I wouldn't be restricted to places where I can lean or balance the bike but then it won't be very good if it spoils the look of the bike for those photos. I haven't got down to Emotion yet to see what they can offer.
 

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