Fair-well to Wales

The one thing I'm really going to miss is mountain biking. It's more of an obsession than a sport, in which case I have the full compulsive disorder.

Wanting to leave Cardiff on a high, I spent the whole weekend riding. With a good gang of mates, we sessioned the local downhill courses and finished with a superb blast across the Brecon Beacons (pictured).

The heat was searing and the company excellent. We rode, chatted with local lads, took photos, fixed some kid's chain, ate ice-cream, and rode some more. Fantastic!

There's some part of this life I don't want to leave behind, but at the same time I can't resist this massive leap fowards...