Ffestiniog 360 2016 Report

120 miles? Climb the Crimea Pass three times in one ride? Whose silly idea was that then? Ah … that would be mine!

Fortunately there were other folks who seemed to think that riding out to the Ffestiniog 360 was a good idea, so it’s a 7am start for a friendly mixed posse of Melyd and Rhos riders. Realising that we were on the ‘driving out route’ to Blaenau meant that my usual ‘crawl, pant, mutter’ approach to the long climb up the Crimea Pass was going to be witnessed by all and sundry, with accompanying toots, waves, and ‘motivational calls’ (well, that’s what it sort of sounded like … ). Ah well, I’m sure a bit of public humiliation is ‘character building’ …

Top of the Crimea, and we see the first of the ‘360’ riders starting to climb up from the other side (the sensible ones … who drove over). There is something distinctly masochistic about dropping down the Crimea in the full knowledge that we’re going to have to turn round and climb straight back up again! It’s a full on descent, so although many a Melyd jersey is spotted heading up the hill, only a nod is possible – ‘hands-off the bars waves’ are not really an option at this speed!

Roll into the sign-on and there’s coffee and chocolates – nom-nom! The sun is shining and there’s friends from every local club here … which for me is the best part of the event – it’s like a mobile party on bikes, when you get to ‘mingle’ with all your mates, albeit with a bit less beer 🙂

The “360” isn’t a race or a sportive – there’s no timing chips, no winners, and no prizes. The route is simple – a ‘circumnavigation’ of Snowdon over the Crimea to Betws-y-Coed, up to Capel Curig, round to Beddgelert, and back. For some it’s a significant challenge, and ‘chapeau’ to the many riders who were doing it as their first event or their longest ever ride. For others, it’s a great social ride – a chance to chat with friends and ride with folks from other local clubs. Plus it raises some much appreciated funds for the local Ty Gobaith Children’s Hospice.

Rolling back in to Blaenau with tired legs, gazing up at hills knowing I’ve got to climb the Crimea Pass for the 3rd time that day, it’s hard to not give in to the many generous offers of a lift home! Weighted down with a 360 slate momento in my pocket, with a strengthening headwind, it’s a hard slog back up the hill, but the reward is a repeat of the long, fast descent back down to Betws, before bowling back down the valley to home.

Many thanks to the organisers and all the volunteers – it was a Grand Day Out! Great to see everyone, fantastic weather, superb views, and best of all there was CAKE 😀

Ffestiniog 360 2016

Ffestiniog 360 2016

The Ffestiniog 360 2016 is two weeks away. This is a fantastic local event supporting the worthy charity Tŷ Gobeth / Hope House . The event is based, as the name suggests, in Blaenau Ffestiniog – then following a circular route around Snowdon and back to Ffestiniog. This route is around 100km and takes in some amazing scenery. Each year the route direction changes – this year we will be heading out of Ffestiniog and almost immediately up to the Crimea Pass before the sustained descent towards Betws-y-Coed.

Check out the Ffestiniog360 website for more information and entry details – and join the local clubs in supporting this worthy charity and great event.

Thanks to YOUR FANTASTIC SUPPORT our little event is growing in stature. The route itself is quite unique. It happens to be exactly 100k which is a bonus.  It has something for everyone: fabulous scenery, mountain passes, challenging climbs, long down hills, taking in the famous villages of Betws-y-coed and Beddgelert. Riders can please themselves how they approach the ride. Some may want to go for the record, currently 3hr 15 mins, whilst others will take it steady and even stop for lunch. It’s an easy going friendly challenge for anyone of any ability. Of course our aim is to have a great day out and contribute to a worthy charity. Road bikes, Mountain bikes, Tandems, Recumbents – all are welcome so what are you waiting for?

Register now, secure your place. Even if you can’t make it on the day your modest entry fee will not be wasted and you can feel good knowing you have helped Ty Gobaith. The T-shirt this year will be better than ever so help us to count the numbers and go to www.ffestiniog360.com and register now. If you have already registered nag a few friends into doing the same.

“The Crimea Pass. This year the route is anti- clockwise! This means we turn right from the start point and head North West out of town to the famous Crimea Pass. The leg and lung burn for the first half mile will soon sort out any cobwebs. If you are not a regular rider like me then there is no problem, get off and push, you will soon be on your way again.  Get ready for a long downhill – never mind the zip wire – this is just as good and free. If the road is damp we recommend caution. Enjoy but stay in one piece and you will reach the village of Betws-y-coed with hardly any effort.

Route markers and Control points. The route will be well marked at turning points. It is also printed in great detail on your route card. There will be up to 3 control points where you need your card marked. Here you can also take a stretch and top up with mineral water. Watch out for the fluorescent green signs at turns and control points.  Riders with fully marked cards need to give them up when claiming your T-shirt and slate plaque. Your card will go into a rider’s only draw for a prize worth £100. There will be another News Letter before the event and we will tell you where the control points are situated. We are doing this to avoid dangerous situations when some riders jam on at the last minute which can lead to problems.

FFestiniog360 2016

FFestiniog360 2016

The Ffestiniog360 is back. Last year it raised an amazing £7,800 for Tŷ Gobaith.

The event is scheduled to take place on Sunday 29th May this year.

This will be the 5th year of the Ffestiniog360 – and this is a well attended event from local clubs, with last year heading out with two groups. Hopefully we can do the same again this year.

ONLINE REGISTRATION is now open… come join us and support an exceptionally worthy local charity.

Almost 500 riders registered for last year’s event. A slightly damp start put off quite a few, however we are still extremely grateful for their support. The sun came out after 11 am and many of us ended up with a tan. Marshalls reported many riders should have gone to Spec Savers as they completely missed the right turn at the Wynnes Arms and went straight on to Llan Ffestiniog. They did happily remember to turn right and get back on route at Maentwrog. This of course meant they avoided one of the most interesting and apparently feared sections of the route. I refer to the minor road which runs parallel to the A496 and the other side of Afon Dwyryd. Despite the heroic efforts of a marshal ushering riders safely onto this road a few chose the horrible A496 instead. We must remind everyone this event is a challenge and part of this challenge is to stick to the route. We know it’s a trade off between a busy dangerous road and the small risk of a puncture but it’s a risk well worth taking. In addition the minor road is steeped in history and natural beauty without a petrol head in sight!

We value every rider and what matters most to us is your safety and the money you raise for Ty Gobaith, for which we are extremely grateful.

This event is not a race; it is a challenge with a generous time allowance to suit all abilities. Having said that, there were some very good times.  3 hrs 15 minutes seems to be the time to beat if anyone fancies going for it.

Apologies for lack of photographs last year but this year we are hoping to have back our fantastic photographer, Alwyn, who produces brilliant work and great action shots.

The online registration for 2016 is now open. Please register early and help us get 500 entries again. Go to www.ffestiniog360.com where you can register and pay online or send cheques by post. You can also download a poster to display in shops or your place of work. There is no price increase and the cost is only £15.00 with generous pre-ride and post-ride refreshments, a T shirt and a slate coaster plus the riders prize draw all included in the £15.00 registration fee. If every rider raised just £10.00 from his/her family and friends it would make a sensational increase to the amount we raise!!!”” — Ffestiniog360

Ty Gobaith is the sister hospice of Hope House, we care for life threatened and life limited babies, children and young adults from all over North Wales.  We have been proud to be the charity of Ffestiniog 360 for the past 4 years, the support that Len and the team give the only children’s hospice in North Wales is second to none.

We are delighted that so many people registered to take part this year and furthermore some people raised additional sponsorship, the total raised being £7865.59  – every single penny is able to go direct to support the children and families that use our vital services.  All of our services are free of charge and we need to raise £1.2 million a year for Ty Gobaith alone

Thank you Ffestiniog 360 and everyone who took part, hope to see you all next year for the 5th Anniversary.” — Katrina Lawson of Ty Gobaith

Ffestiniog 360 2015

Ffestiniog 360 2015

The Ffestiniog 360 is a bit of a local legend. It is neither long, or high, nor is it delivered by one of the big brands with a highly polished experience. What it is is honest.

The ride itself covers 63 miles, and around 4,500ft – with funds raised going to Ty Gobaith / Hope House – a local, and worthy charity. Marshall’s, tea, biscuits, water, support en route, and brews / cake all come as part of the deal…. oh, that and some of the most fantastic scenery as you head in and out of Snowdonia with a tour of the Ogwen Valley. The ascent is within reach of all, and the distance presents either a challenge, or a faster paced proposition… it is a Goldilocks of a course.

The route changes direction each year – but the route remains the same. It is either the lung-busting-leg-burning-fresh-from-the-car-park-start ascent up the short side of the Crimea Pass, or the eight mile approach from the other side in the closing stages of the ride (the last two being particularly ‘noticeable’). This year saw the latter.

We had rallied together quite the group as a club. We had the classic intermediate and long / hilly Sunday groups and then others – some of which were new… new faces, new names, same colours, all good.

We had opted for a later start than the penned 0830 official one – we are an hour and a bit away – getting sorted – meeting up – and so on – it seemed to make sense. Even more so today as the rain had been hammering down since sun up.

We arrived and the car park was full. We started the crawl around the unfamiliar back roads of Ffestiniog looking for somewhere van sized not a million miles away. On finding a spot, we de-bus to find not, one, not two, three, but five familiar cars and accompanying faces.

Getting our game together was now becoming more of a familiar ritual. The leaving the house with a bag-of-options early morning with that inescapable feeling of ‘what have I forgotten?’ still lingering until the last pocket is packets, shoes are on and you are rolling.

The wet rock and scree spoil walls that hem in Blaenau Ffestiniog are equally corralling in the clouds. They sit there like quiet giants willing their way out. The rain has stopped, the world is a wet one, but moments of sunshine are now starting to peak through from time to time. The van door slides to a close, and we pedal slowly uphill (always), and along to the start.

The start. No, of course I have not brought my confirmation email with me – yes – it may have said to – but that was then – this is now – and no… I am just happy to be here with two shoes and enough gloves… now you want me to print an email from last year? Oh. Panic over – there are lists sorted by names – great success. I am presented with a card to get signed off along the route, and a fluorescent green square of self adhesive vinyl for my helmet. This is not the best – no one likes that. If it was a flat thing – sure – but it is full of vents (for a reason), and ridges, and stuff – not ideal. I see some others have theirs stuck to their bikes… better… but… ahhh – bottle – there we go. Sorted. A brief toilet stop – and I am good to go.

The VCM assemble – we really do have some numbers out here this morning. The lightning fast Jnr’s are keeping themselves to themselves to one side while the rest of us oldies gather together and chat.

Before too long it is time for the off. Now Sundays usually dictate at least two road rides – an intermediate and hilly/long – but no this was a rolling start for all. A fantastically mixed group rolled out resplendent in our red black yellow and while. A right turn and the first descent and suddenly the group was already starting to split. Even with the wet roads, the group clearly went downhill at different rates, and within a few minutes the group around me had thinned down and looked a little more familiar.

The second descent was more memorable. I had clipped the side of a wet manhole cover while braking on the first – and I was now up for ALL of the caution. Wet roads, and a winding descent with stone walls, and the occasional hairpin – what was not to like… it certainly had my attention warmed up if not the rest of me. Somewhere around this point I heard the noise that turned out to be Vic’s over exuberance into a corner followed by wheels in the wrong direction, a sketchy moment where it all looked a bit bleak – and then the most epic of recoveries. Kudos. This was not the day for heroics – you have to be on the bike to ride the course.

The course was the reverse of the last time I rode it. I was glad to be going down what was up before. However – for a “mostly flat” course with a big climb at the end – it was not flat, a bunch of noticeable ascents dug into us presenting with unanimous surprise. Particularly that first steep one.

A slow and gradual ascent was upon us. Accompanied by the labouring of a steam engine with the occasional whistle we made our way as still quite a large group of riders up the ramp. Passed by two riders, it was noted by my partner in crime at this time that they would probably not be off the front for all that long and we should just settle in. Fat chance. Slowly the speed crept up, and then a little more, until the two by two went to a single file, and then that stretched further until ….snap… I was off. Off what I thought was the back of our group.

Sadly I watched the group of comrades move away from me (cue exit music from The Hulk) – but glad the burning sensation had ended, and I could go back to not trying to hide how hard I was pushing. I wiped the fine rain from my glasses – promptly knocking out a lens and hearing it bounce on the road. I stopped to retrieve it to be joined by David and Justin who apparently were spat out a little earlier. Vision and company returned we set about taking back the places lost.

Never knowingly under greeting – we actually did as intended, riding back up the now shallower grade far more suited to us, with a constant stream of good morning, hello, nice weather… as we went. At the top there – the familiar form of Alan – who had stopped to get us back to the main group.

Downhill now, another train visible chuffing across the hillside ahead of us. Our group of four now making good progress, and before too long at all back within the fold, and most importantly now infront of those earlier passers. It is the small things. The pace now good, comfortable, but we are not hanging around either.

Trying to picture the route in our heads it is apparent that we are all agreed that we have no idea however it ends up on the A5 and heading through the Ogwen Valley, Capel Curig, Betws y Coed, then Crimea Pass and into Blaenau Ffestiniog to finish. The weather is already easing up – and the gillet off before I started is now a fine choice.

Climbing up and then down through woods with some bends that caught our attention it is on and past what appears to be the first check point.

At this point there is a bunch of shouting backward and forward, and blank expressions. Do we want to stop? Do we need to stop? Should we stop? The latter was the right one, we looped back (from now quite some way up the road) and headed down to get our little books initialled.

One man, a van, a bridge, a river, a rock, some large bottles of water, and a lot of riders.

As it turns out – we stopped, hassled the very busy man for his signature (15 mins of fame didn’t seem to be all that much fun), and ate, filled bottles, toilet, and laughed. Today was a good day.

Curiously revived from the few moments off of the bike we headed back onto the route. Now a gradual climb – which before too long rewarded us with the now wonderfully well travelled “Where’s Wally?” that is the sizeable VC Melyd banner (that has a delightful habit of turning up en route of so many events, in so many countries). More smiles, and encouraged we started to up the pace… meeting more traffic, some without engines – some with.

We are faced with the insecurity at the turn of riders coming the other way (which transpired to be a member of their group missing with a flat) – then catching back up as a group before a junction and on again.

Our still quite sizeable group is now starting to pick its way through the much narrower roads of riders…. and who should we find – much to my own surprise – but the ‘youngsters’. Clearly they were taking an easy day of it! Much mocking for being caught for the fat / old boys – and then on.

Skip forward to the A5 and the horizons darken as the scenery starts to scale up. It’s all good, but it is starting to put a strain on the group.

In my head I can see the Glyderau, Y Garn so it cannot be far.

It is – they are just big – and I am just small.

The road goes on for what appears to be an eternity. We are still passing more than passed – so in my head we are in a good place.

The scenery is stunning. The sky is that kind of blown out highlights of sun through clouds, and the road is wet enough to see but not hiss, you can smell the wet. Alas it is scenery tainted with “where is that @#!??$ lake?!” as the elastic started to stretch.

As we reached Llyn Ogwen, we were now two groups. With a visible gap. Even throttling back from the effort of the climb we were now really starting to make progress, on the front group, through and off. This was what I had pictured. It was now pretty much downhill to Betws y Coed – or so my brain was now telling me. This was strong medicine, and the VC Melyd pain train was now reaping riders at pace.

I didn’t have the best of views. You can hear the noises of others over the wind, and the occasional face as you take a turn, or as they come through. One thing you can sense is the joy. Smiles, yelps, shouts – this is golden.

As riders came into site the odd shout of “DESTROY THEM!” came from behind me somewhere. Laughter as I pulled out a camera to take some pics while the scenery was a-blur. I could do this all day – tyre noise, air noise, scenery, big gear hauling, the occasional tap of brakes, the occasional extra input – like being on rails.

Woah – woah – woah – people gathered at the side of the road ahead. Hands up and “stopping!”. Thankfully another checkpoint (which could have been clearer to be fair) as opposed to anything unpleasant. More food, a few photos, card signed, and bottles for me again – vainly going with smaller bidon’s – as my blue 500ml ones match my frame better…. the prices we pay huh? Downside meaning more refills. The incessant dripping from the peak of my cap now no longer being rain – no one wants cramp.

Having watched a bunch of people skip the sign off, and others sign and go faster than ourselves… it felt great to back on the road again, and now REALLY making progress. As we headed into Betws y Coed from Swallow Falls, we are spinning out in the big gears at 50… as a car slowly rolls out of a junction and progresses at this pace – giving us time to get organised, form up, and head safely through the buzzing town, before a right after Cotswold Camping and through the leaf arched lane beside the river. The familiar overly bark-ee dog on (an overly long) chain (of all things), and back out now to the foot of the Crimea Pass.

The Crimea Pass takes you out from just below Betws y Coed up past up through a few small towns, before breaking ground, into Snowdonia on both sides of you and the final kick.

Eight miles in all, with the last two steeper. The rapid pace slows to a meaningful one, and there is a rider, black Castelli Gabba – ahead. You know the sort. I am glancing across now at Alan. Nothing to prove, yet, unspoken – he clearly is not having that. The pace is not increasing – but its not slowing as the climb continues. I am starting to hurt a little more than I am good with and drop from the front into line, and then notice our group – again is no longer a group – but a break away – and I am about to get stuck between the group behind (somewhere I cannot see them), and infront. This – by this point – is no surprise, however it doesn’t stop it from being a lonely place to be – especially if it means no shelter.

The road wanders on, and I am caught between groups. Easing back to just uncomfortable seems to be working out just fine. I get lost in a little world of my own for a bit and I drop back to Gary and Vic as we pass through some villages, then as we gain more height and pass Dowyddelan – I am chatting away to them – to find that the rider… the riders behind me are not Vic and Gary – just some unknown free-loaders sitting in. I say nothing, and ride on.

“HOW DO!” and “GOOD EFFORT!” rally from behind me – Vic is back sans Gary this time, stamping his control on the situation as we are now onto the last two miles of the ascent … I am losing my patience here – this appears to be going on … For. Ever.

Soon enough the top as I remember it is in sight, the false plateau seeing you chunk through the gears, to scrub them off again for the last push. Vic has moved away to now sit and wait. Jolly nice chap…. until I pass then I realise hes proving he can catch me up and down hill…. we shall see about that. As I wind up the gearing I am met with a wall of air and buffeted about as we go over the top and take in the view of the slate mines and quarries below, and Blaenau Ffestiniog sat amidst all the spoil.

As the speed ramped up heading around the bends descending into the town, I catch sight of a coke can rolling down, and across the road – like a slow motion unguided missle its going to connect – so its on the brakes – and back off again … pointing it out I see Vic is right on my shoulder. Back on the gas and down down down into the town, passing other riders, and to the roundabout and through.

Suddenly it seems a bit out of place to be on the drops pushing hard to  … a car park … opposite a station … no numbers … no timing … point … we are done – we sit up and coast into the car park, and lean our bikes up on the few spare bits of wall before heading over to the desk to swap our signed cards for T-shirts, slate coasters – and probably the best tea and cake I have had in a car park.. and so the debrief began with the rest of the group.

What a fantastic day out.

 

– Signage last year was a bit of an issue – this year – bigger – which is great.

– Despite the course being clockwise and thus turns being right handers – it felt good – felt safe.

– Marshalling was great.

– People en route despite the rain in front gardens cheering us on – great stuff.

– Fantastic scenic route rain or shine – local or otherwise.

– Water in wide necked big containers (no 500ml bottles here) available at signing stops.

– Despite the A5 having an “A” in it – roads are not too busy.

– Entry fee goes to charity.

– Superbly organised given they are not a big sportive-co but a charity – hats off to them.

 

Same time – next year? Hell yes. See you there.

*In fact I will let you know when they open for sign ups.

Sunday 24th May – Away Day – Ffestiniog 360

Sunday 24th May – Away Day – Ffestiniog 360

The Ffestiniog360 has come around again. This year heading in an anti-clockwise direction, so taking in more right hand turns – however still promises to be a great day out on the bike for all abilities. 62.4 miles, and 3,954ft of climbing. Furthermore the weather gods appear to be smiling upon us.

It has been suggested that the VCM party heads off at 0930 – although possibly splitting into two groups after this…. allowing for a difference in pace. Last year there was a great turn out from the club, and the weather stayed off until we were all changed and heading home. Here is to hoping for a better year this year – whether 62 miles 3400ft is a big challenge or a week off – its a great excuse to get together at the same event and support a very worthy local challenge Ty Gobath / Hope House.

For more information on the route – head over the the Ffestiniog 360 route 2015 site for more information.

Heading out from the start and left and out of Blaenau Ffestiniog  towards Rhyd, Garreg, Nantmore, and Beddgelert. On through Ffridd Uchaf, to Rhyd Ddu before skirting Llyn Cwellyn, and into Betws Garmon. On through Maunfawr, Ceunant, then to the right turn onto the Llanberis Road. Along to Cwm Y Glo, then left and Brynrefail, Pentir, Tregarth, and Coed Y Parc before joining the A5 after Bethesda. Following the Afon Ogwen along through Nant Ffrancon and the huge scenery of the Ogwen Valley Properly with Tryfan, Pen yr ol Wen, and the Glyderau. Heading down hill properly now through Capel Curig, to Betws y Coed. Then climbing back up and out up the Crimea Pass / A470 back into Blaenau Ffestiniog after the highest and steepest climbs of the day in the last ten five miles I should think.

I will see you there then!

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VC Melyd Sunday 26th April 2015 – 106 mile 9500ft climbed

VC Melyd Sunday 26th April 2015 – 106 mile 9500ft climbed

106 miles 9500ft climbing and STRAVA route – this is not a short walk in the park.

As road bike routes in Snowdonia go – this heads out over two highland areas proper, and comes back via some large lumps. Starting and finishing at Saints Gym Meliden and passing through Ruddlan there and back.

Heading out from Prestatyn Through Rhuddlan, Bodelwyddan, Engine Hill then cutting left to follow the river valley before the drop into Llanfair TH.

Climbing up out of there to Llansanan and across to the two lakes before joining the A540 across the moors to Pentrefoelas.

Turning at the Chocolate Shop and ascending over to Ysbty Ifan on the B4407 toward but not going as far as Ffestiniog. Heading back towards Llyn Celyn / Afon Tryweryn and on towards Bala.

Climbing out of Bala to Cerrigydrudion and taking the B5105 out through Llafihangel on towards Ruthin – through and up the Clywd Gate, Cilcain, and then back over Moel Arthur, Llandyrnog, onto the 9 course, and along to Blue Hand before staying on the road back to Trefnant, and back along the waen and the rugby club road.

This is a *very big* day out.

Weather at this point looks to be moist.

A fantastic warm up for those with the Fred Whitton Challenge looming.

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Ffestiniog360 – Sunday 24th May 2015

Ffestiniog360 – Sunday 24th May 2015

Many of us who have entered in the past, or entered this year will have received an email from the organisers of the Ffestiniog360. Last year this event was well attended by the club, and a good day by all. As a supporting organisation it would be great to help out this worthy charity. If you have not registered, and you are available – it is a great day out in the park with friends – and it will be good to see you there.

REGISTRATION

Spring is just around the corner and the 360 team are beginning to come out of hibernation. We already have our web site up and running,  visit us to register for this year’s event. 

Over 100 excited riders have already registered, so get in early for what has been hailed as one of the best rides of the year. We are capping entries at 500 so don’t leave it late. Even if you’re unsure of turning up you can be sure that your entry fee will still go to our favourite charity Tŷ Gobaith / Hope House. It is extremely easy to register, with three payment options. We love every entry that comes in so please encourage your friends to take part! 

This will be our fourth event and we intend to make it the best yet with a well earned cool T-shirt and Welsh slate plaque thrown in with some complementary food. Amber and our lovely registration team will be there with cheeky smiles to welcome you all and get you ready to ride.  You can have a coffee, take your share of goodies and look forward to a ride around the mountains of North Wales. The ride itself offers something for everyone. The club lads devour the miles with seemingly little effort whilst we mortals puff and heave. I am sure the end result is the same for us all as we take in the welcome back to Blaenau and feel epic. 

SPONSORSHIP

Ok, you have paid to enter but how about downloading a sponsorship form and ask your family and friends if they will be kind enough to part with some loose change?  If a sponsorship form sounds like a pain you can join our Ffestiniog 360 JustGiving team. This allows you to collect donations without sponsorship forms. Collect donations from friends and family by emailing them a link to your Just Giving page.

If everyone made the effort just to collect a tenner it would make a massive difference to the grand total. Last year we raised over £6,000 for which Tŷ Gobaith have expressed deep gratitude.

You can of course still send cheques to us if you wish. Don’t forget to ask your boss at work or better still ask him or her to do the ride with you! There is a link to Tŷ Gobaith at the top of our home page. A click on their logo will take you into their world and give an insight into the wonderful work they do.

The Ffestiniog 360 will kick start a great summer of sport. We look forward to seeing you all on May 24th, see you in the mountains!

There is a write up of the Ffestiniog360 over in the reports section from one of our members – if you would like to get an idea of what it is all about. Any questions – drop them a line. See you there.

Ffestiniog360 64mile – Sunday 25th May 2014