Last of the Summer Wine
& other places slightly easier to pronounce…
Fairly early Wednesday morning, the13th of July, six members of SAM were to be seen wandering around the large L shaped Morrison’s car park in Ross-on-Wye looking for each other. We did all find each other and briefing began slightly late at 08.52, no problemo.
The six riders were me Pete (leading) on my Tiger 800, Steve (Sweeping) on his Harley, Derek on his new Honda, Barry on his Tiger 800, Tony on a Honda 1000 and Paul on his blue Tiger 1050.
Steve arrived in full wet weather gear, dripping & so was his machine. A minor cloud burst in Gloucester evidently missed the rest of us completely.
We set out on the A49 West from Ross and headed across country across a mix of dry and damp roads, taking approx. 90 minutes to reach the Crossgates Café & filling station for Brunch before we hit the road again for the hills of mid Wales.
So, out of Crossgates Café car park and at the Cross roads itself we turned and headed North on the A483, through Fron then split left onto an unnumbered road into what was for us a series of uncharted lanes, tracks, farms and moorland. We even claimed a first in my experience of SAM rides on this section in terms of a gated road. I’ve met many gated roads before on both two and four wheels, especially in Scotland. In fact as we approached Llanidloes the whole countryside started to look more like Scotland than Wales.
We made our first stop for petrol at Llanidloes as the petrol tank ranges of our various motorcycle varied widely.
From Llanidloes onto Llyn Clywedog where stopped with a glorious view of the Dam and the 50,000 mega-litres of water, some a which was over topping the dam to make a wonderful spectacle and sound.
For one instant I thought perhaps one of our number was about to jump – thankfully I was wrong.
Tony, Tony, don’t jump mate.
For more details of the dam etc. please see;
The Red Kite Kiosk was closed at the dam’s viewing point which was slightly disappointing and so Plan B kicked in and we had a tea and wee at Devil’s Bridge narrow gauge railway station instead. I was planning on a short stay at the Station anyway.
Narrow Gauge Railway station Café. Due to queue for tea and the ambiance of working, hot, gleaming, steam engines in the sunshine we were there for nearly and hour !
Leaving Lynn Clwedog
Riding away from Llyn Clwedog
We headed for home by way of all four of the Elan Valley dams, all over topping like Llyn Clwedog. We seldom visit all four dams as one – Claerwen is a dead end, a pretty dead end with picnic tables, river side views and public toilets but a dead end all the same.
This is Claerwen dam – a pretty no through road
After Afternoon Tea at The Elan Visitor Centre we worked our way across country to Builth where we stopped again for petrol and then across the hills to Abergavenny.
We performed the SAM starburst just after Abergavenny and I arrived home with nearly 250 miles on the clock, a big grin on my face and completely exhausted. For a group with an average age approaching 70, with a range of medical conditions we don’t do too badly at all.
Thank you all for your company, Steve for sweeping, most of the photos and a great day out that went like clockwork. The weather certainly helped.