In South Wales at the moment so read this in your best Welsh valleys accent.....
I went for a ride up the Valley see, all the way to Blaenavon. I didn't stop at the big pit but went right over the hill to Abergavenny. It was quite late now so I had to pedal on along the Usk valley to get home in time for tea. There's lovely then.....
It was a late start as I watched the rain being battered against the windows by the winds all morning and much of the afternoon until it finally eased off after 2pm. I didn't set off until just after 2.30 and headed along NCN492 to Blaenavon. This is a lovely traffic free tarmac path that climbs gradually for almost the entire 10 miles. I had set off wearing over-trousers and hat but the long steady climb into a headwind soon had me puling over to remove these because I was over heating badly. Climbing up The Tumble from this side meant an easier ascent as a lot of the height gain had already been done on the cycle path. Once at the top I stopped to have a drink and an apple I had brought along just for this point. As I was getting ready to leave I looked at the sky and thought how lucky I had been with the weather. Patches of clear blue sky were showing between the dark clouds that were quickly blowing over in the strong winds, just then it started to rain!
Luckily it was just a brief shower and normal, windy, service was soon resumed as I picked up speed down the long fast drop into Abergavenny. I have only cycled this road once before, during the 2018 Velothon, and that was in the opposite direction so I can't claim to have any expert familiarity with the road. With the speed, wind and bumpy turns on the descent there was a need for just a little caution, so when the road started to get a bit twisty I backed off the land speed record attempt after hitting just over 45mph. It was a good job I did as the tight hairpin bends near the bottom were quite tricky due to the rain, debris and fallen branches littering the road.
From Abergavenny I followed the swollen River Usk back towards home. The level was very high and the river was full of branches and trees being washed downstream by the angry currents. I saw the only two other cyclists of the ride during this stretch. A hardy soul near Chainbridge, we acknowledged each others hardy awesomeness, said hi and raised a hand to each other as we passed in opposite directions (Paging
@ianrauk ). I saw the other guy riding through Usk while I stood on the bridge watching the angry river flow by.
The last few miles took me down some mucky old farm lanes and I arrived at back just as it finally went dark. About 10 minutes after getting back the heavens opened in a big way, hail stones, rain, wind, torrential horribleness! Perfect timing, the sun always shines on the righteous