Three days

I arrived in Afan on a hot Thursday evening and we made our way along a precariouse mountain trail to a remote farm high above the River Afan. On our way we past signs to Penarth, my human did not stop to explore the town even though his dad human Wilfrid named his home after this town. I wonder why Wilfrid did this?

Me parked at campsite, no one else here, peace!

Fresh farm eggs left by the campsite owner for my humans breakfast, according to the Campsite Blog these eggs are like gold as the birds have a dispute with their owner. I think I gave my human a good nights sleep and cooked his eggs to perfection.

Me leaving the campsite, what a valley. Great place to stay for this mountain bike paradise which my human aims to enjoy for three days. The camp site is Willow Springs at Glyncorrwg www.willowspringscampsite.co.uk .

Friday, hot and sticky and I am left at Afan Forest Park under the shade of trees and my human vanishes on two wheels.

Me uder the trees. I study the poor tormented souls, their limbs twisted and wrapped around the trees, is this what becomes of departed Mountain Bikers? Check out my humans profile I think he's well on the way to ending up like this.

My human high above the valley of Afan only another 3k to the top, rather him than me.

Decent descent, fun!

Saturday it rained all day my human returned at 1700 very very wet. I need to speak to him about leaving his sodden clothes and shoes in my interior, they really pong.

Sunday the heat returned and after more steep climbs my human dropped into the dramatic valley. I feel sure that human Wilfrid would have loved this Mountain Biking, my human has enjoyed all the trails at Afan, Whites Level, The Wall, Blue Scar and Penhydd Trail. I must have a word with him I feel he's getting a bit long in the tooth for this sort of excitement.