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On a Northerly Heading
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A ride on tracks and trails through the empty heart of Wales.
A journey by bike is always given a unique flavour by the country through which one is travelling, sometimes it’s food, sometimes it’s the people, and sometimes it’s just those funny little moments that sum up the experience perfectly. It had been a while since I did any touring here in the UK so it was reassuring to find that nothing has changed; it is still an experience partly defined by such things as finding refuge from the drizzle in a village bus shelter while lunching on limp petrol-station cheese sandwiches simply because nothing else is available, or standing out of the rain under the awning of a roadside catering trailer with a bacon butty, loaded with brown sauce, and mug of instant coffee while a lovely old chap called Phil tells you all about the arthritis in his knees. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Another such moment that goes with bicycle travel in this part of the world being the look of instant regret on the face of a friendly cafe owner when he offers to fill your water bottle and you hand over a filthy mud and sheep shit encrusted receptacle.
After the confines of Covid followed by an abominable summer here in Cornwall there was a strong imperative to just go and find some empty space for a while, and spend time with friends not seen for a long time. I pointed my wheels north in a general direction of “as far away from cars as possible” – I still flinch every time a car comes near or looks as though it might be headed in my direction, so a journey through the empty heart of Wales, using tracks and trails as much as possible, with a view to visiting friends in the northwest seemed a good idea. The second part of the journey, returning south down the Welsh borders, catching up with more friends, had to be scrapped in favour of a train ride – my ankles were injured when the car hit me back in July, and successive days riding really aggravated the injury to a point beyond which simply relying on ibuprofen and toughing it out seemed unwise. Despite that it was still a super mini-escape with about 550km of really lovely riding featuring a great deal of weather, and a delightful absence of cars and crowds. With continued physiotherapy I’m hopeful that my injuries will be fully resolved in time for spring, in the meantime however, as usual, I may as well tell a little of the story with pictures. For reasons of really not wanting to be encumbered I took just my Fuji x100f, finding a simple fixed lens camera quite ‘liberating’.
Most days I was on the road by 9am, having brewed myself multiple coffees – it was holidays after all – and riding until the light began to fade, pitching my tent based on whatever opportunities presented themselves. Sometimes it was, for example, a deserted farm camping meadow by a stream, eating dinner while watching a kingfisher hunt in the fading light, and sometimes a hidden patch of woodland. Arriving in the hamlet of Pontrhydfendigaid one damp evening in search of water and sustenance the friendly lady in the village shop said “just ride up to the top of the hill, the couple that live opposite the pub have a little meadow, they’re lovely and will be happy to see you”. They were. An old boy in the shop said “if you can wait a bit while I get my car I can give you a lift up there, it’s quite a hill…”. I declined but it was another one of those little moments that can define a journey, no matter how brief. Another such moment that goes with bicycle travel in this part of the world being the look of instant regret on the face of a friendly cafe owner when he offers to fill your water bottle and you hand over a filthy mud and sheep shit encrusted receptacle.
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16 thoughts on “On a Northerly Heading”
Great stuff, Mike!
Good to see you out there and lovely to see what the little x100 can do in such capable hands.
Nice. I dig the photos. What focal length is that lens on the Fuji?
I’m also with you on the steel water bottles, though this year I’ve also been using a lined Polar bottle. It’s got more capacity and is easier to drink out of (especially while riding). But I still like the steel better.
hey, thanks for the kind feedback! The lens is a 23mm (35mm full frame equivalent). It doesn’t perform quite as well as the little Fuji 23mm f2WR prime I use with my x-pro 2 but the overall package is more compact, and it’s just a lovely little camera.
Yeah the steel bottles aren’t ideal for drinking while riding, but on the other hand when touring I decided it’s never a bad thing to have to stop for a moment and look around. I’ve never heard of the Polar bottle so I’ll go and have a look!
Hi Mike, great to read that you found a little space and time for yourself.
As someone who is lucky enough to live in a very sunny place I don’t ride in the rain(unless going to work) . And having grown up reading all the English photography magazines these images are familiar and yet foreign to me. I might one day get to ride these lanes and byways, until then riding along with you is the next best.
Thanks again for writing and illustrating you wonderful blog.
hehe, I confess I am not a huge fan of the rain… lying in my tent on this trip while listening to the rain battering the fly gave me cause to reflect on why the majority of my overseas riding has gravitated towards deserts…Still, needs must and all that!
Cheers for the kind feedback, that’s brightened a drizzly morning.
Mike,
I had to leave a comment on this post. It’s my favourite post in a long time. Not that your prior recent posts are are not great and compelling. This one made me feel that I was riding with you on this amazing trip (as if I can). Your written description and captions were full of beautiful imagery. Pictures are fabulous as usual. Your enjoyment of this trek and ride came through clearly and beautifully. Good call on taking the train back. Cheers
hey Jean, well that’s awfully kind of you to say so, cheers! I’m happy that you enjoyed the ride. It’s been hard to find anything at all meaningful to write about over the last year and half, hopefully that can start to change…
Great stuff, Mike!
Good to see you out there and lovely to see what the little x100 can do in such capable hands.
Glad you got to see ‘other Mike’ too!
hehe, cheers, you flatter me sir! It felt like a much needed escape and really good to catch up with Mike #2
Nice. I dig the photos. What focal length is that lens on the Fuji?
I’m also with you on the steel water bottles, though this year I’ve also been using a lined Polar bottle. It’s got more capacity and is easier to drink out of (especially while riding). But I still like the steel better.
hey, thanks for the kind feedback! The lens is a 23mm (35mm full frame equivalent). It doesn’t perform quite as well as the little Fuji 23mm f2WR prime I use with my x-pro 2 but the overall package is more compact, and it’s just a lovely little camera.
Yeah the steel bottles aren’t ideal for drinking while riding, but on the other hand when touring I decided it’s never a bad thing to have to stop for a moment and look around. I’ve never heard of the Polar bottle so I’ll go and have a look!
Lovely write up and pics as always mr Mike
hello Ben! Good to hear from you, cheers for writing. Hope all is well!
Hi Mike, great to read that you found a little space and time for yourself.
As someone who is lucky enough to live in a very sunny place I don’t ride in the rain(unless going to work) . And having grown up reading all the English photography magazines these images are familiar and yet foreign to me. I might one day get to ride these lanes and byways, until then riding along with you is the next best.
Thanks again for writing and illustrating you wonderful blog.
Stephen.
hehe, I confess I am not a huge fan of the rain… lying in my tent on this trip while listening to the rain battering the fly gave me cause to reflect on why the majority of my overseas riding has gravitated towards deserts…Still, needs must and all that!
Cheers for the kind feedback, that’s brightened a drizzly morning.
Excelente historia, captando esos momentos de los viajes ciclistas… I miss them!
¡jaja gracias! Espero poder hacer un viaje más largo el año que viene… quizás a España!
Mike,
I had to leave a comment on this post. It’s my favourite post in a long time. Not that your prior recent posts are are not great and compelling. This one made me feel that I was riding with you on this amazing trip (as if I can). Your written description and captions were full of beautiful imagery. Pictures are fabulous as usual. Your enjoyment of this trek and ride came through clearly and beautifully. Good call on taking the train back. Cheers
hey Jean, well that’s awfully kind of you to say so, cheers! I’m happy that you enjoyed the ride. It’s been hard to find anything at all meaningful to write about over the last year and half, hopefully that can start to change…
A very welcome and timely antidote to the incessant news of “fuel shortages” endless queues at filling stations.
Cheers Mike, depressing isn’t it…
That was refreshing. Keep posting.
Cheers Kenny!