Guiding duties for MB Swindon at the weekend around the ever amazing (for many reasons) Blaenavon… So here’s the write up I did for the club website:
Return To The Iron Mountain
For some bizarre reason people started to turn up just after 9am for a 10am ride. Its possible it had something to do with them camping in the Brecon Beacons the night before and being up early but I’d like to think they were equally as eager to get on the ride. Continue reading “Return to the Iron Mountain”→
High on top of a mountain on the edge of the Black Mountains we all stood around checking map markings, measuring distances and trying to figure out what we would do if someone had an injury at this point.