Last one for this year. 12/12 Llandegla forest
On the way there:-
All that virgin snow, I just had to make a snow angel. Pity the camera couldn't work out where to focus...
Bedroom set up..
While cooking my dinner I noticed a crack in the tin sheeting of the roof, slap bang above where my head would be in the hammock. I'd been congratulating myself for not needing to set the tarp up, but with the temperature rising, I didn't want to leave it to chance that the roof wouldn't leak. A good call - it leaked.
Expecting it to be cold, I went to bed in two pairs of merino long-johns (Aldi), Merino ski vest (Aldi),a down gilet (Aldi), a down hoodie and two pairs of socks with a (Lidl) foot-warmer in between. In the night I had to start stripping off layers because I was too hot.
The same in daylight...
The view from in bed..
And that should have been that, except...
I rode up to the visitor centre for a bacon bap before riding home. At home, I found that my GPS was missing from the handlebar mount. Bugger!! Had someone pinched it while I was in the cafe? Or had I lost it somewhere? A phone call to the visitor centre confirmed that no-one had handed it in so there was nothing left but to go back and look for it. You can't just walk away from the £160 or so that it would cost to replace. I'd fallen off a couple of times between leaving camp and getting to the visitor centre, so there was a good chance it could have come off there.
Back in the car then, to back-track and check at the several impromptue "snow angels". It wasn't too far - max three miles to my camp - so armed with my wellies, Tilley hat and stout stick, I set forth. Two miles in, at the site of my first tumble (read doing a Hector the giraffe and rolling down the bank) there she was...
So all in all, a good end to a third BAM year - a ride out in the snow, a good test of sleeping gear and a bracing walk in the forest. Roll on 2018, although next year I mean to do more rides with
a bivvy rather than the Dash-'n-Crash bivvies that most of mine have been.