Last month, over sixty mountain bike hungry women rolled into Coed y Brenin for a weekend of shredding trails, drinking tea and hanging out with the legendary Tracy Moseley.
Aptly named Temtiwr: One who tempts, one adrenaline junkie rider was Tess who unfolds the weekend’s events…
Words by Tess Agnew
Wales being Wales, it obviously rained quite a lot over the weekend. Pretty much non-stop in fact, but the weather did nothing to dampen our spirits. We were there to ride, and that’s what we did – along with a lot more.
I’ve never ridden with just girls before. I mean, there may have been one or two of us on a few group rides I’ve been on, but it’s never been a female majority. I always notice how outnumbered us girls are at trail centres, and although it’s getting better, there’s still work to do.
Rested from the more-than-eight hour drive up on Friday (top tip: if your other half says you need to leave Brighton by 09:00 to miss the traffic, listen to him), I woke from my van on Saturday morning at a nearby campsite and feeling eager to get stuck in.