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2012-06-05

A walk in wonderful wild Wales

Date of walk - 24th May 2012.  Distance - 16.75 miles.  Start - lane corner near Waun Marteg, NW of Bwlch-y-sarnau.

This simply has to be a record of one of the very best walks I can remember.  If anything, the day turned out a little too hot for comfort - heat I find the most tiring of conditions for walking.  Heat is often accompanied with haze, which is not always helpful for photography.  In every other way the walk was a gem from start to finish, both on the day and in the memory.  Having made brief visits to mid Wales over the last few years, I was eager to get back to the area.  I have now officially fallen in love, and this is from someone for whom a "sense of place" is one of the most special and meaningful things in life.

Although I was staying nearby, I decided to drive the short distance to the selected starting point, which was a wise move.  At the corner by the edge of the forestry, where Glyndwr's Way moves from forest track to minor lane, there is space for parking.  The first picture of the day has little to do with walking, and was taken within feet of the car - signalling a great start to a great day.

Spider web and dew, a winning visual combination
In mid Wales, at least outside the main summer season, most of the roads are quiet.  Even the A roads are not usually busy in the way so many roads are busy elsewhere, although I guess it would not take much to slow things down because they are hilly and twisty with few alternative routes.  The B roads are really quiet apart from a few popular spots.  Then there are the lanes, many of which seem almost deserted.  Then there are the lanes off the lanes, the dead end lanes and the lanes which serve only a few remote farms.  Such was the "road walking" at the start of this route.

Road walking, mid Wales style, looking back towards the start
The upper Marteg valley is unusually spacious, by Welsh standards.  In Wales the valleys are usually compact, narrow, and steep sided, with contours all over the place on the maps.  The Marteg valley has open vistas with room for large fields and for areas of forest, with the higher hills set back all around.  Some areas of forest have recently been felled, with all the variety of scene that brings.  A few have been replanted in usual Forestry Commission style, but in some areas it remains to be seen what the plans are for the future.  The lane soon changes into a forestry cum farm track, and I was following the one through to Brondre Fawr.  I was beginning the day by connecting the well established walking route of Glyndwr's Way.  I was anxious to get through this section, because I had heard stories of rights of way in Powys being blocked by local farmers in Powys.  It seemed highly unlikely that the route I envisaged would be affected, but I wanted to clear it through at the start of the day.  In the event there were no problems whatsoever, but local knowledge is probably very useful when planning walks based on the evidence of the maps.

Cleared forest near Brondre Fawr
The morning mist was slowly lifting from the hills, and provided an added atmosphere to scene among the cleared forestry.  The few lone trees left stood starkly.  The dusty track crossed the infant Marteg river before the approach to the farm.

Infant river Marteg
A vehicle rumbled by, heading for the farm and raising clouds of dust, but only briefly invaded the peace, which settled all the more firmly and consciously after its passing.  The remote farm looked like quite a substantial enterprise, with a range of large outbuildings away from the farmhouse.  Beyond, an area of cleared forest gave way to dense mature forest.  Even given the early start, the shade was already welcome, especially as this was one of the main climbs of the day.

The climb through the forest was rewarded with seeing forestry operations in progress, as the following sequence shows.

Hazy morning in the forest

Loading timber

Forest track

Timber on the move
The forest track eventually winds its way on to the hilltop lane from Bwlch-y-sarnau towards the A483 and Newtown.  It must be quite an important local route, and I did see a couple of vehicles while walking the short section north to the neighbouring forest on the other side.  In many places, the forest track did not provide the expected shade (and would similarly not provide shelter from wind or rain either) and seemed quite hot and dusty, and rather a drag.  However, it was a real blessing, providing a quick and easy link cross country.  I was careful to mark the track junctions - avoid the first two left turns near the road, then keep left at the next junction quite a bit further into the forest.  In the northern section of the Red Lion Hill forest, I was back in the shade of mature trees, with one lovely glimpse out between trees to misty forest and valleys beyond.

Forest view, Red Lion Hill
Emerging from the forest is always interesting, especially when, as today, I was entering totally new ground for me.  The countryside was as attractive as ever, with rolling hills, woods and farms.  Another pesky bit of road walking followed, this time of the dead end variety....

Road walking, mid Wales style (2)
The lane peters out into a track as it skirts around Castle Bank.  A short descent east led to the northeastern corner of the walk, a turning point where the Glyndwr's Way path was joined, to be followed back to the car in a great loop for the rest of the day.  The hills around here were smooth and grassy, with some bracken and heather on Moel Dod.  The path skirts the summit of the hill, which seems to be typical of this section of the way.  The path then gained the shallow ridge, overlooking the Ithon valley with the A483 snaking away below to the left (east).  Even in the haze, the views were good, and the walking itself was just delightful.

View by Moel Dod

Path south of Moel Dod
The path passes a small hilltop plantation, crossing a track that winds invitingly across the valley of Crychell Brook (all the streams seem to be brooks around here) and on to the forest of Red Lion Hill where I had been earlier on.  Beyond the plantation a row of larches and hawthorns continues for some distance, growing into fantastic windblown shapes.  Away to the east, lines of hills and forest recede into the distance, and beneath was a smooth carpet of green.

Track to Red Lion Hill

Larch and hawthorn near the ridge line

Ithon valley and hills into the distance
The path skirts another summit, this time that of Yr Allt, to the east, overlooking the Ithon valley.  The Ithon is a tributary of the Wye, following a tortuous course between this point and the Wye valley near Llandrindod Wells.  The path eventually descends to a gap in the hills at Tynypant, used by a minor lane from Bwlch-y-sarnau to the A483.  The haze thickened at this stage almost into low cloud, which was good for cooling things down a bit, but not so good for the photography.  What was clear that this was another lovely little corner of the world.  The lost height needed to be regained, and this is achieved via an easy ascending ridge to Ysgwd-ffordd.  To begin with, the lane to Bwlch Farm is used, and then the path leaves to follow the ridge up through trees to the open hillside.

Ridge path above Bwlch Farm

Lane corner near Bwlch Farm 
The ridge widens towards the top, with a mix of moorland and some areas of improved grazing.  Once again the path skirts the summit, with the trig point in view within easy reach.  However, with quite a long day, I omitted the small diversion.  Further on, the grassy path across moorland starts to overlook steep slopes to the right.

Moorland path, Ysgwd-ffordd
The path reaches a junction in a slight dip, and Glyndwr's Way here leaves the ridge and cuts back across the steep slopes before heading down through the Neuadd-fach woodland to the Bachell Brook valley below.  It is a lovely descent.

Hillside view, Ysgwd-ffordd

Valley of Bachell brook below the woodland
Being a land of valleys and hills, and an area of above average rainfall, it is also an area of streams and rivers.  I made a point of getting a picture of Bachell Brook.  There was also the opportunity to get a picture of sheep, which can hardly be avoided in mid Wales.  I tend feel a sense of ease and belonging if the country I am in is primarily sheep country - country of uplands, hillsides, open views......  Here they were down in the trees by the stream, but this only added to the variety of scene and to the enjoyment.

Bachell Brook

Sheep in the valley woodland
On the map, the next section may look rather uninviting for the walker, but we are already learning things about "road" walking in these parts.  (It must be said that the A and B roads are no doubt often awkward for walking, often relatively narrow with hills and bends, especially when without adequate verges).   I only saw one vehicle - the local post van - on the longish stretch gradually curving towards Abbewcwmhir.  It turned out to be as attractive a section as any, a nice complement and contrast to being on the high ground, with views to it rather than from it.  There were also the beautiful woodlands with the fresh green leaves, and one fine patch of bluebells.

Bluebells

Bachell Brook valley, and Ysgwd-ffordd

Woodland lane in May
Eventually the route of the way leaves the lane and skirts low hillsides on the way to Abbeycwmhir, now by the valley of Clywedog Brook, going upstream above the confluence with Bachell Brook.  Open fields alternate with woodland.  By now the sun was coming through once again, and it was hot, but the walking continued to be easy going and pleasant throughout.

A stream in woodland

Valley of Clywedog Brook below Abbeycwmhir
The path joins tracks and lanes converging on the small rural community of Abbeycwmhir.  I had explored the abbey ruins and the little village a day or two before, and was struck by the beauty of the location and the sense of history.  I intend to do a separate blog post on my impressions of the village and the abbey together with some picture from that day.  For now, it simply needs noting that the place made an impression, and it was lovely to have it included on such a well planned and interesting route for walkers.

Woodland junction near Abbeycwmhir

Village scene, Abbeycwmhir

Abbeycwmhir church
The path leaves right by the church, which is so lovely itself and in its fine setting.  Wooded hillsides surround the village in a sort of comforting embrace, creating a little world of its own for the valley and its community.  The path strikes up a little valley between two of these hills, which, being south facing was quite a sun trap.  Some of the sunshine had been captured and reflected by the broom bushes in bloom.

Broom in bloom and wooded hillsides
Reaching the shade of the trees was the obvious time and place for a welcome break.  A delightful woodland path led down once more to the Clywedog Brook, the path having cut a corner of the valley.

Path through trees

Woodland footpath

Clywedog Brook

The route then follows a lane where there is more chance of meeting traffic, being the "main" route northwest from the village, towards Bwlch-y-sarnau.  The valley and the surrounding hills were picture perfect on this day epitomising the transition from spring to summer.

Valley of Clywedog Brook

Glyndwr's Way sign and barn wall with lichen
  The route leaves the lane and heads up farm tracks by Lower and Upper Esgair, with views once again unfolding.  This is quite a significant climb once again from valley level.  Some of the meadows were full of daisies and buttercups and the whole seen was the visual definition of bucolic.

Meadows, valley of Clywedog Brook

View towards the hills around Abbeycwmhir
There is some fine grazing country around here, and the sheep were plentiful and looked the picture of health to a complete non expert passing through.  Well tended and improved upland grazing spreads out above Upper Esgair Farm.  The scenes all around were a joy to see and experience.

Upper Esgair farm

Track by Upper Esgair

Upland grazing

Sheep and growing lambs

The path continues up and over smooth grassy hillsides, eventually reaching a wider track which heads down to Bwlch-y-sarnau.  The scenery undergoes a subtle change, looking rather wilder although still with lots of hill pasture for grazing.  The track is obviously used by vehicles at times, and was scarred and deeply rutted in places.  It was a little less attractive and pleasant for walking than most of the rest of the day, but can hardly be described as a let down.  The track describes a couple of graceful curves across the hillside down to the village.  The little chapel struck me as the most notable sight on the quick passage through the village, sticking to the route.

Track sweeping towards Bwlch-y-sarnau

Chapel, Bwlch-y-sarnau
From Bwlch-y-sarnau it was back to the open spaces of the Upper Marteg valley, the sense of spaciousness of the valley being emphasised after the walking through more typical valleys nearby.  A meadow sloped gently down to the almost flat section through the forest, across the river and back to the starting point.  A memorable day, almost every step a joy.  Glorious conditions, a lovely time of year, but just such lovely and subtly varied scenery amongst these valleys and hills tucked away in a quiet area of mid Wales.

Glyndwr's Way, upper Marteg valley





2012-04-19

Two trips to Big Moor

The main walk on Saturday Apr 14th was 9.5 miles, starting by Ramsley Moor at the Shillito Wood car park on Fox Lane.  I crossed the access land on Leash Fen - just in time as the land is rapidly getting wetter after the many April showers this year.  Crossing the main road, I followed the lane for a short distance before taking a path that heads to a lengthy journey north along White Edge, cutting across to the B 6054 and then using the track across Big Moor past the drained reservoir and down the Bar Brook valley and back across Ramsley Moor to the car park.  It was most enjoyable, with a sense of wide open spaces, peace and quiet.  The walking was very fast and easy, making it little more than a half day walk.

On Wednesday Apr 18th I had the car and it was a wet day, and I decided to go back to the moorland again. It was not a real walk but developed into a couple of excursions out on to the moor.  The area was wonderfully atmospheric, and at long last there was sufficient rain to look as though it was making an impact on the unusually dry ground through the winter and much of the last couple of years.  One conclusion from the day, was, as I suspected, some little used but quite expensive traditional waterproofs were much less effective (especially the jacket which really has been very poor) than another set of cheaper ones I have have been using.  My camera gave up after a while, which tends to happen when rain really sets in.  Perhaps I'll have to look into waterproof options for this sort of day.

Saturday photos.

On Leash Fen

Lichen on rock, Leash Fen
Leash Fen was worth tackling while the ground was still reasonably dry, it must often be a nightmare underfoot.  Even so the tussocky grass and mossy areas meant that picking a way was slow and required care.  It may seem desolate and unappealing, but I was glad to have ventured across.  I have decided that I really am intrigued by lichens, but that they are extremely difficult to identify and understand.  I am feeling the same way about fungi, but at least there are some which can be identified by the beginner.

Leaving the lane west of the A621, I had an encounter with Highland cattle.  They were either side of the path and seemed surprised that I used the path right through the middle of the group.  As I approached one actually fell to the ground and scrambled to its feet with a startled look.  This really aroused the interest or concern of the others, and they were quite noisy and followed me for some distance to make sure I was not a threat.  Thankfully none of them made any really threatening approach, although they looked and sounded on the verge of being quite cross at the disturbance.

Highland cattle, keeping watch after my intrusion
Looking back to the A621 and corner of Leash Fen (upper left)
The path climbed gently to the line of White Edge, which is just above the surrounding plateau and moorland.  The edge is only significant because of the general gentleness of the plateau - in most hill country it would hardly register as a feature.  However it does provide particularly grand walking, and there were a few people enjoying the area even though there are much more popular walks nearby.

White Edge trig point and Big Moor

White Edge, looking south

Below White Edge - Stoke Flat

Walkers on White Edge, looking south

The above four pictures are between the Curbar gap lane and the westernmost point which the walkers were rounding.  The path changes direction from NNW to NNE, but continues to follow the line of the edge, with views towards Longshaw and Win Hill beyond.  Even in the dull weather the views looked good, even if not ideal for colourful photography.  Hopefully some of the atmosphere of the day is conveyed.

View from White Edge

Big Moor

Little stream exiting Big Moor

Northern section of White Edge, looking south

A couple of slightly larger rock formations can be seen right at the north end before the edge merges into the moorland at White Edge Moor.  By now the clouds were gathering and as I cut across to the B6054 a sleety shower set in, moderately heavy for about 20 minutes.  A couple ahead of me had to hang around waiting for their dog to return from some private extra exploration of the area - later they were seen behind, reunited.  The next objective was the crossing of Big Moor passing the old reservoir on Bar Brook.  It all looked quite wild and remote, even though never really very far from a main road.

From White Edge Moor towards the B6054

Big Moor, sleet

Breached Barbrook Reservoir

Beyond, a very good track leads down the side of the deepening Bar Brook valley in a series of wide curves.  It is much quicker and easier to keep to the track rather than attempt short cuts.  The shower eased and the walk was very enjoyable, passing a small reservoir with the valley beyond quite steep sided, hidden away as a fold in the moor.  Finally the track curves to meet the A621 and cross Ramsley Moor to the other former reservoir.


Bar Brook valley

Small reservoir, Bar Brook

Bar Brook draining Big Moor

View from Ramsley Moor to main road and lanes
Tuesday pictures

There are just a handful of shots before the camera gave up.  Early on I heard a cuckoo call for the first time this year, just  near the trees in the first picture.  I found some fungi that I have managed to identify!  (The fact that is was growing on birch, which I can at least recognise, was certainly a help).  I crossed Ramsley Moor and went up the Bar Brook valley to the small reservoir and explored some of the open moorland, just experiencing the place and the conditions.  Moorland like this really ought to be enjoyed on days like this as well as on sunny August days when the heather is out, or in crisp winter weather with frost and a sprinkling of snow.  Or maybe I really am weird.  A full cry of a curlew filled the air as I exited the moor, all the more evocative being the only one heard on the day.

Trees, Ramsley Moor - here I heard the cuckoo

Fungi ID - birch polypore, Piptoporus betulinus

Former Ramsley reservoir

Part of a stone circle above Bar Brook

Bar Brook valley track

Canada Goose at the small reservoir