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Balls. The walkers, sensing blood, hang around as I push back<br />

up. Double balls. Now I’ve got to do it. And, miraculously,<br />

I do, buzzing the rear tyre as I hang off the back, bouncing<br />

downwards and hoping for the best. I’d like to claim there was<br />

skill involved, but really I just hung on.<br />

And breathe.<br />

A flattish section gives us a breather. Ahead, the Ranger<br />

continues to the road – fun all the way. But we need to get<br />

to Llanberis and, as the number of walkers is increasing by<br />

the minute, we turn right over a grassy rise. Cresting the top,<br />

a small valley comes into view. Through it we can see the<br />

Dinorwig slate quarries, the Snowdon train chugging away,<br />

and walkers on the track we climbed earlier. But none of these<br />

hold our attention, because in front of us is Telegraph Alley –<br />

a perfect narrow trail, dropping gradually for as far as the eye<br />

can see.<br />

The only downside I can see for single chainrings is<br />

that you can no longer describe things as ‘big-ring’ territory.<br />

Instead, tracks like Telegraph Alley are just plain old ‘fast’.<br />

It’s smooth, but interrupted by rock drainage bars. If you’re<br />

happy hopping them, the trail is flat-out fun. You can see<br />

for miles, so nothing takes you by surprise and the speed is<br />

intoxicating. If you don’t fancy hopping, it’s still fun as the<br />

bars aren’t particularly vicious and there’s loads of room to<br />

slow down. Everyone’s a winner!<br />

On that happy note, we whiz into Llanberis. The ride is<br />

over. It’S now done (see what I did there?) but, thanks to the<br />

early start, the day is still ahead of us. First, we need breakfast,<br />

so it’s into the cafe for a couple of mugs of tea and some beans<br />

on toast. What next? Sadly, remembering we’ve all got work<br />

to do, we should head for home. I get five minutes down the<br />

road before pulling a swift U-turn. Snowdon’s left me buzzing<br />

and I want more. A quick lap of the nearby Gwydir trail<br />

seems like a good option. It’s fast, swoopy and fun, and by the<br />

time I’m done I’m a sweaty knackered mess, but as happy as<br />

I’ve ever been after a ride.<br />

Then I spot something at the back of the car park. Is that<br />

Andy’s car?<br />

Another trail, hunted and ticked off the list.<br />

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