My First Bikepacking Adventure! It Didn't end well...
Life is full of ‘firsts’.. Your first holiday, your first car, your first house. Some are certainly more exciting than others and some are, well, a bit of a disaster! I took my first bikepacking adventure last week and very much like all of my other ‘firsts’ it had it started out great and soon descended into calamity…
It’s probably best to start a few months back though, when I went on a little hiking trip to Wales. This trip was all about gearing up to do a spot of Wild Camping. The premise was simple, I want to do a bit more traditional landscape photography and shoot something different to my typical Birmingham or Commercial Photography.
However, as a non-driver, getting about in the wilderness isn’t exactly easy. As my little hiking adventure proved, carrying the weight of a tent, all of my camping gear and photography gear on top was a challenge! As a forty something male with a phobia of gyms, let’s just say I’m not exactly built for long rambles with tens of kilos of gear on my back.
One thing I can do is cycle though and despite my ‘comfy’ rather than ‘athletic’ body shape, I actually quite enjoy cycling and I’m happy to rack up the miles. So the solution seemed simple, buy a bike, put the gear on the bike, cycle out to the middle of nowhere. Sounds like a great plan so I set about assembling the perfect bikepacking rig!
I won’t bore you with the details (I’ll save that for another post) but it’s fair to say my fully loaded bike at least looked the part and with the amount of gear strapped to it, I’m sure most people would assume I was off on a six month trip around Europe. I wasn’t though, I’d decided to go for one night in Wales, to the same campsite I had been to on my mini hiking adventure.
For all of my other sins, I am quite a logical person and logic stated that my first bikepacking adventure should at least be to somewhere I know rather than diving headfirst into a week's adventure cycling the length of the Outer Hebrides… though that is on my ‘to do’ list! So with everything packed up, I made my way to ‘good ol’ New Street Station and set of to Machynlleth.
The observant amongst you may notice that the Cae Du Campsite that I had previously stayed at and would be a guest of again on my bikepacking trip is not in Machynlleth. It is some 20+ miles around the coast. This was all part of the plan, the idea being to get some miles under my belt to see how the bike, the gear and my legs all held up on some of the kind of terrain that I plan to be travelling on more often.
This would be a relatively easy feat to even most amateur cyclists. However, with a strong headwind, rain, the weight of the bike plus my hefty size - it would be a bit of a struggle. As I set out from the station, the riding was pretty nice. The scenery certainly pulled me along with every turn seemingly revealing a rewarding view. It felt like I was climbing forever as I skirted the coastline but the descent into Aberdyfi was worth the effort.
After a very brief stop I could see the rain heading in off the sea so decided to keep going. A little over 14 miles into my journey I hit Tywyn where the heavens opened and I had my first taste of bikepacking in a storm. I laughed it off as this was all part of the ‘test’ but like some cruel joke, this was just a light shower compared to the downpours I would endure over the next 24 hours!
As I cycled out of Tywyn and along a beach road, I stopped for a snack and after jumping back on my ‘hog’ I noticed the rear tyre was a little squishier than usual. Ah, my first puncture! No bother, I thought, a little air and I’ll fix it when I get to camp… That was wishful thinking and before long, the innertube was completely deflated and soon after, my spirits would be the same.
Around this time, a full blown thunderstorm broke out and it was clear that I was not going to make it to camp anytime soon! I found shelter under a tree and with a half dozen sheep watching me, decided to swap the knackered innertube for a good one. A wise choice I thought as making it to the campsite was going to be a challenge with only one working wheel.
My decision was soon challenged when I attempted to get the wheel back on the bike. The axle refused to tighten up and without getting too technical, you kind of need that to happen otherwise the wheel drops off. After several failed attempts and even more expletives shouted at the wheel, I pretty much gave up - I was pushing the bike to the campsite!
As I watched the thunderstorm slowly push on (happily in the opposite direction to me!) I thought I’ll have a look online and see what the smart people recommend - there I found my solution and this very Reddit post saved me! ‘Try loosening the hanger’ it said, well I did and guess what, it worked! The axle started to tighten and I was back on my way!
Full of beans after my Reddit hero had come to my rescue, I made my way the remaining four-or-so miles to my campsite. Even another huge downpour couldn’t deter me. Admittedly, by the time I got to the campsite the rain was so heavy that I decided to not even bother attempting to put the tent out and just stared out to sea like I was in some kind of dramatic film - I’m sure my fellow campers were mildly concerned for my sanity.
Later that evening with the tent up, food in my belly and the sun finally making an appearance, I went for a little cycle along the coast. This was what I was here for. The bike felt light with all of the gear stowed in my tent and with just a camera and mildly damp shorts, I was out on the road. This was how my adventures should be going.
As beautiful as the evening was, I didn’t really feel like taking pictures and I was enjoying the cycling so much, I just kept going. The only anchoring thought was that however far away from camp I went, I needed to cycle back. I got back to camp around 9.00pm, just in time to watch a very nice little sunset and after some food, I settled in for the night with the waves in my ears.
The next morning I was woken to another sound, a slightly more sobering one - heavy rain hitting the tent! At first, as a person who struggles to sleep at the best of times, I thought ‘this is nice’. Then it dawned on me, I was going to have to pack the tent up and cycle back in this weather. A not so gentle clap of thunder brought the realisation crashing home.
I put the inevitable off long enough and dash out of the tent, scrabbling to take the tent down as quickly as possible and get all my gear together. This was in vain though as the weather pelted me from all angles and within minutes, I was soaked through and destined for a day of wet clothes, cold limbs and the delights of a severe headache for my troubles.
“with the thought of a twenty-odd mile cycle back to Machynlleth in my mind (next to the headache!) I decided to call quits”
I slowly cycled back up to the main road and with the thought of a twenty-odd mile cycle back to Machynlleth in my mind (next to the headache!) I decided to call quits on my adventure and just get a train from Tywyn back to Birmingham! By the time I got to the station, I was ready to have a little cry but my tears would have been hidden by the storm anyway. Fortunately, I only had a few minutes to wait for a train.
Looking back, I’m glad the trip didn’t go too well. The whole idea of doing a little tester trip was to see how the gear and I held up to adversity. I know there are a lot of things that could have gone wrong but I think weather and bike issues are the two biggest challenges I would face doing bikepacking, so it was interesting to go through a few challenges.
I only took about ten images on my ‘big’ camera and most of those were of the bike - but this was never really about the photography. The trip wasn’t a waste though, a few tweaks to my setup and I’m itching to get out and do more! I’m glad my first trip wasn’t the Outer Hebrides, that may have put me off bikepacking for good if it had been a disaster! That can wait for another day…
About the Author - Ross Jukes is a professional Photographer and Videographer with over a decade of experience. Working in both Digital and Analogue formats, Ross has worked with international clients, had his worked published numerous times and exhibited his work extensively. With a passion for all things photographic, Ross combines his experience, enthusiasm and dedication to his art form to create engaging and educational content for the photographic community.
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