Fresh Powder in the Valleys

So this whole snow thing is dragging on a bit now. Dry, dusty trails seem like another world at the minute. Regardless, an offer to go and ride with good mates from Imperial Bike Club was to good to turn down, so I fired up das auto and headed for Dolgellau.

So Dolgellau had got snowed on pretty good. Some days i really think all I need is a helicopter and a snowboard to keep me happy. Is that really to much to ask? Anyway, a non going up Cadair Idris plan was hatched over bacon sarnies.
Coed-Y-Brenin seemed like a good idea. Visitor center was closed, but the trails were sweet.

It feels just a little bit like the north shore in some of the darker corners of North Wales sometimes. 
The singletrack was good fun, but the novelty of fresh powder on the fireroads wore off pretty quick, especially when the cramp kicked in.

Cadair Idris was looking good. I think earlier plans to head up there with bicycles may have been overly ambitious. No one knew how to sort out the helicopter to the top either.

Fresh powder + singletrack = woohoo

Alan gets his foot out. Flat out as ever

With M83 turned up loud and scenery like this, the drive home was almost as good as the actual riding. Saturdays = Youth

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