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pippuns · 2 years ago

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hello pip seeing you are deeply into tai sui can i ask for your help in understanding cultivation? ive read a couple of different novels and webtoons talking about it but i feel like im missing something. is it that physical and mental diligence give you spirit superpowers?

yeah of course!! or at least what I understand about it since my knowledge comes from 2.5 cultivation novels and maybe too many fanfics, so if anyone wants to correct me, feel free to LOL

cultivation as a genre is a little like wizards/magic or fantasy as a genre, in that while there are certain genre staples, the rules can vary widely depending on how the author builds their world.

usually, cultivation is advanced through meditation and training of one’s qi (the life force that exists in everything. sort of like chakra from naruto) with the goal of creating or building up one’s core/strengthening their spirit, which allows them to do funky fruity magic bullshit and life much longer than mortal people and/or become immortal.

although the “end goal” of cultivation can change depending on the setting, generally people cultivate until they die or until they ascend into divinity. it’s often split up into early, middle, late, and peak stages, with each stage allowing the user to become more powerful spiritually and physically. some settings make the distinction between physical cultivators (people whose cultivation primarily focuses on building up the body), and spiritual cultivation (the inverse of that).

since you brought up tai sui specifically, I’ll briefly explain their cultivation system under the cut

1. the “i’m just a little guy” stage

the goal of this stage is more or less just to open your spiritual eyes which you need to cultivate. if you’re lucky enough to cultivate in an immortal sect, that just means you go to a highly spiritual place to refine your spiritual sense by meditation and studying a bunch. if you’re not lucky enough for that, just hope that you have access to enough spiritual stones to absorb their energy so that you don’t die horribly when you open your spiritual eyes LOL

2. open-eyed stage/half-immortals

these fellas can take spiritual energy into their bodies to use, but they haven’t established their foundation and found a Way of the Heart to follow to advance their cultivation. they’re still mortal, but they get to live for a couple hundred years, and if they want to continue cultivating past this point, then they spend that time searching for their Way and refining their spiritual bones

3. established foundation

once you found a Way to follow and base your cultivation on, you construct your immortal spirit and establish your foundation. now you’re actually immortal!! barring an unfortunate murder. and you’re really powerful compared to the two scrubs that came before.

4. ascended spirit

these guys have completely cast off their physical bodies and don’t really need to eat or anything like that. they’re almost the most powerful folks in the setting, but this will not stop them from getting relentlessly bullied by everyone else (qiu sha), even (and especially) if they’re peak masters

5. shed skin

these guys are like. whole natural disasters on themselves. super guys. basically gods. they are very big and very old and probably need to be bullied more.

#tl;dr physical and mental diligence DOES give you spirit superpowers #pip speaks #hope this helps!!#this was a bit more writing than i expected but in my defense i am a world building enthusiast #if you have any more questions feel free to ask!! i love having an excuse to talk LOL

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illuzoldycks · 4 years ago

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if hxh characters had a powerpoint night

kurapika: why what im doing is morally okay

leorio: 10 reasons why i think humor is a normal coping mechanism

gon: why we should never use math again :)

killua: 26 reasons why you should give me a 70% cut of all the chocolate you purchase

hisoka: a comprehensive list of who i wanna fight with my bungee gum and why

illumi: why i'm a good big brother (killua, pay attention mom and dad helped me with this.)

chrollo: is therapy really a necessity? the answer might shock you

feitan: is reading important?

phinks: why i think supreme is the best clothing line

kite: fellas is it gay to chase your mentor around the world for a crumb of validation

pariston: why i'm better than all of you

ging: i left to get a gallon of milk and never came back, heres why

shizuku: i cant be pretty and know math

machi: 15 things you can do before accepting a date with hisoka

pakunoda: 12 reasons why u should adopt a cat and slap phinks (in this order)

shalnark: all of us should have fruity bat phones

bisky; why i listen to meg thee stallion and U should too

milluki: who is hatsune miku and why am i dating her

uvogin: gyms are a scam, here's how i came out shredded as fuck

nobunaga: my hair regimen (phinks please pay attention.)

franklin: why nobunaga should talk way less

genthru: how to be absolutely Godlike in fortnite.

kalluto: what to do if your brother doesnt come back home? join the troupe, hi im kalluto

mummy guy: why im useful to the troupe

mereum: chess. lets talk about it.

pouf: why its homophobic that mereum pays attention to komugi

pitou: why pouf should stop talking

youpi: im hot as fuck and heres why

cheetu: i do not sound like the laffy taffy song guy please.

silva: why my finishing move is sitting on someones face *pic of chrollo looking absolutely terrified*

alluka: 3 reasons why ponies are superior to u and why i need one

cheadle: if murder was legal id kill pariston heres why

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yimra · 3 years ago

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Hey wassup my favorite wop, it's ya boy, the anime van guy again. But, I should say, I don't gotta van anymore since I traded up to a camper. It's still a van, just a bigger camper is all. I can fit a lot more anime figures and merch in it now. I talked to some fruity tech worker about "over landing" or something and said he wanted to trade his rv for something more "tuff" so guess what? Bing bam boom, I gotta shag-mo-bile. I'm even making more money now, the lot I was paying this guy to stay in, it's a manufacturing place, making airplane parts and stuff, fella by the name of Joe. I go to Joe one day and tell him "hey Joe, why don't you hire me to clean up rather then your workers?" at first he was like "nah" but I talked him into it. Ya see, if he let's his boys work making product for the last hour of the day, let's em clock out and go home and only pays ME to clean it up for 3 hours, that's more money for him. I gotta sweep the shop floor and mop out 15 CNC machines but hey, it's $100 a day to do that, $400 a week, and my living expenses are only $300 a week, so hell man, I'm making PROFIT now. That's $100 a week for stupid shit like anime merch and figures. I still got money in the bank from my winnings but man, life is good still. God is great. Me and my anime pillow waifu (aka "Daki" for you gaijin) are gunna drink together and watch re-runs of the Andy Griffith show. Anyway man, hope you're good too and having a good Valentines day like I will. Much love.

I always love this anon I never know if he’s just doing a long term bit or if I’m getting fucking notes in a skyrim quest learning lore about someone I’ll never know like idek if I want to know but like omg either way congrats bro. I may find anime cringe and if ur real u get a pass cause ur living yiur life in yiur own way tjay isn’t just some miserable city slicker deep in debt

#anon #if you missed your ask search anon tag

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bi-demon-ium · 3 years ago

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hehe the gay war criminals are two men who fought in Vietnam together who like traumatising children and all people with common sense know they’re gay <3 fellas is it a little fruity to tell your almost life long bestie, whom you got a matching tattoo with and swore to protect till the day he died and also who you just dumped your normal life for - which included a girlfriend you instantly ghosted the second he came back to you - that he’s your only weakness? and is it a little bit of a homo move to then immediately get him arrested because you fear the power that your love for him has over you? is that just a little bit gay? and the answer is yes. Also the show just has terrible writing now but that’s a totally different topic on its own

and Britta! (Blonde from community) yes she is a little bit of the worst but also I kinda love her she’s terrible in an embarrassing way where even she is a little embarrassed. honestly though I love all the characters except Pierce n that’s mainly bc Chevy Chase wasn’t acting hes a racist asshole in real life but otherwise? the show is amazing. and also Dean Pelton is reverse CW representation - the kind of representation that seemed like it was going to be homophobic and then actually ended up rather sweetly sincere, albeit not perfect. Community my beloved <3 all the documentary episodes are so good I’ve watched the one about the pillow fight war at least fifteen times

also like almost everyone in Community is bisexual. this is technically a hc but if you watch the show you’ll know it’s really just the truth. in short Community not gay but in a good kind of actually it is gay way, Cobra Kai gay in a homophobic way bc the writers don’t know what show they’re writing

oh huge mood. i gave her the rundown and she was like "yeah thats who i thought you meant lol" and then "yeah they weren't stated as gay but i can see the vibe" and then Did Not Elaborate Further.

so like always sunny in philadelphia but wholesome sometimes and they suck less? except pierce? /hj

i haven't seen that show either <3

but yeah fuck i actually need to watch community i've literally enjoyed almost every clip i've seen of it like. please @ me just do it. just do it. just d

#gertspeak #askbox #im loving this

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worldofblade · 6 years ago

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The Alien and the Thief. Ch 1

BTS AU Fic: Yoongi/OC

Rating: R

Beta: None

Warnings: violence, reference to child abuse

Summary: The Sesh came to Earth looking for willing females to help keep their race from dying out. Can an alien and a thief find their happy ever-after?

Notes: I hope you enjoy my new story, and would love to hear any thoughts/comments you have about it. Thanks.

Chapters: 1| 2 | ...

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The aliens came around two years ago. Earth was shocked, but was also at the point of not caring. The planet, as a whole, was so far into starvation and never-ending wars that the entire population of Earth was almost grateful to be obliterated by an unknown race. Instead, the Sesh wanted to help Earth. Medicine, food, and other necessities would be provided for all; for a price. Women. The Sesh race would soon be gone as they had not produced more than a handful of women in the last century. Earth, on the other hand, had an abundance of women. The aliens figured Earth could share. The few politicians who were left gave an unconvincing show of bravo and outrage, while the Sesh just went on with their plan only contacting the “leaders” out of courtesy.

People around the globe stood in awe when aliens and construction materials were beamed down to different parts of Earth. Buildings went up in hours. Each with a sign that said, “Intake Center”. That was amazing, but the aliens themselves were more so. They looked human, but more perfect. More sculpted. Somewhat harsh, and undeniably sexy. They stood tall, lean, and had an air about them that said they could handle their own.

While everyone stood dumbfounded watching, huge screens dropped down from the sky hovering above the Intake Centers. The screen flicked on, and the most beautiful man anyone had seen smiled at them all. His dark black hair fell roguishly over his large brown eyes. His face looked as if it had been sculpted by a master who made every line perfect. He had what must be a type of military uniform on. It was dark blue, and had different colored gems adorning his right sleeve. Earth held its breath, as he began to speak in the native language of each country an Intake Center was established.

“Greetings to Earth. I am Emperor Seokjin of the Sesh. We are very happy to offer our services to your world. We have food, medicine, and many other necessities that are scarce on your world. As many of you already know, the Sesh race is dying out. We would be honored if the women of your world would join with us to create the families that are needed to see the Sesh prosper. These Intake Centers will be where the rules and regulations will be told to any who wish to join with a Sesh male. Any woman who wants to make a life with a Sesh male will be treated with honor and respect. She will be treasured above all. We look forward to having a beneficial alliance with Earth. May your life be full of peace.” With one last radiant smile. The screen went blank.

Riots started almost immediately. The Sesh warriors who came down with the building materials, just watched with an almost detached amusement as everything that was thrown at them was unable to penetrate a force field that encompassed the whole Intake Centers. Rocks, bullets, knifes, and even a missile produced from some end of the world cache could not pass through the field. After two weeks, even the dumbest human understood that nothing they did could make the Sesh go away. Little by little women began to make their way to the Intake Centers. This riled up the mobs again, but they fast learned that if they tried to forcibly stop a woman from entering an Intake Center, the Sesh had no qualms about doing whatever was necessary to save said woman. Several men found their grasping arms broken. It was done quickly and efficiently, with the Sesh helpfully pointing out where the attackers could get medical help at the new hospital down the street.

In less than three months, things had settled down into an uneasy truce. Now it was two years later, and things had gotten somewhat better for Earth. People were still greedy and mean. So, the rich still got richer while the poor struggled. It seemed that the Sesh were happy to let Earth manage what was given to them with little interference from them. A voucher system was put into place for the women of Earth. Someone who wanted to join with a Sesh had to have a voucher. Vouchers were highly sought after, and for the poor seemed to be a pipe dream. It seemed that humans could even mess up and turn an alien invasion into a way to screw each other over.

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Amy Toth was a thief, among other things. She did have rules, though. She would only steal from the rich. Others of her trade would steal anything that they could, no matter who it was from. Amy figured that the poor already had it rough enough, and the rich would be fine being a few credits lighter. So that is why she was in the swank part of town, pretending to enjoy a fruity drink, which had cost her a pretty penny. She had used more credits to shower, and had on her best set of cloths that she only used when she came to this part of town.

Her mark was a woman so occupied laughing with her friends, that she had no clue her purse was open. On her first reconnaissance pass, Amy had noted that the woman’s wallet was small which had sealed the deal. Figuring it was now or never, Amy proceeded with her plan. Getting up from her table, Amy threw her cup away, before stumbling on nothing and going down hard in front of the marks table.

“Oh, no! Are you okay?”

All the women jumped up with a cry, trying to help Amy. Leaning her weight on the mark, Amy deftly lifted her wallet from the open purse and slid it into her pocket. It was smooth and done in seconds.

“I’m so embarrassed!” Amy cried, in the high pitch nasal voice that all the uptowners seemed to use. “Thank you so much for helping me!” Giving an embarrassed laugh, Amy repeatedly thanked the women until she was around the corner. Taking off at a run, she was two streets over before she started fishing into her pocket to see what she had managed to get. Suddenly, her talkie went off. Shoving the stolen wallet back into her pocket, Amy scrambled to pull her small talkie out of her other pocket. The device had cost almost a years worth of savings, but Amy was happy to have it.

“What’s wrong?” Amy asked the second she clicked the answer button. The only person who knew this number was her little sister, and her sister wouldn’t call unless something was wrong. Amy began running even before her sister answered.

“They are here!” her sister whispered, obviously trying to make as little noise as possible.

“Stay in the emergency hole. I’m coming!” Amy clicked off and then ran faster than she ever had before. She knew who “they” were. Skif and his crew had been after Amy to join their operation. She had said no more times than she could count. Looks like the last no was one too many for them.

Running through the back allies, Amy was soon climbing a fence that led to a totally different world than the part she was just in. Throwing herself over, she hardly took notice of the ripping sound of her pant leg getting caught on the top before tumbling down on the hard dirt. Scrambling up she took off running, crossing the old train tracks in record time. Her lungs were on fire, but she pushed on. She would die before she let anything happen to her sister. Cutting up a garbage strewn street, she could see her front door wide open. Charging up the rotting stairs, she bursts into the shabby apartment.

“If it aint Miss Amy. We was lookin’ for you. Also lookin’ for your cutie sister.”

Amy tried to gulp air into her lungs. “Get out Skif!” Amy managed to wheeze out, trying to take in the positions of Skif and his two men. One was close to the hidey hole that Amy knew her sister was in. Taking a few deeper breaths, Amy pushed her way through the men, and then turned to faced them. Causing them to group around Skif and move away from where her sister was hiding.

“Is that any way to treat a friend, lovey?” Skif’s broken and yellowed teeth flashed in a tight smile as he took a few steps toward Amy.

“Not your friend.” Amy answered, standing her ground. She reached into her back pocket and brought out her switch blade. The click when the blade made its appearance made Skif’s eyes harden.

“You really think that little poker is gunna save you?” Skif asked, giving a little laugh.

Skif was the leader of a smallish gang. Amy had hated him for years, but lately he had started looking at Amy’s sister, Lydia, with a hunger that made Amy want to throw up. Soon after that had started, Skif began trying to get Amy to join his gang. Now it seems they were done playing nice.

“If you don’t leave by the count of 3, you will see how good I am with this here poker.” Amy never took her eyes off Skif, as she widened her stance. Holding the knife in her fist, blade pointed down, she raised both her fists to chin level. She would not go down without a fight, and she had been brawling on the streets since she was ten. Her father had been part of the Old American military. He had made sure Amy knew how to defend herself.

The sound of a gun being cocked, made Skif and his men whirl around to the front door.

“It seems you fellas need to listen to Amy and get out.”

Amy could have cried when she saw Digger standing in the doorway, his pistol pointed right at Skif. Digger was old, but was still a good shot. Everyone knew that. He had also been in the Old American military.

“Do you really think you can take all of us, old man?” Skif tried to laugh again, but Amy heard the unease in his voice.

“Well, I guess you can stay around and find out.” Digger’s voice was calm, and his hand holding the gun never shook. “Or you could leave, and we can all pretend this never happened.”

The face-off lasted only a few seconds, before Skif laughed again.

“We’ll talk later.” He threw over his shoulder at Amy, before he and his men made their way out of the apartment, keeping a close eye on Digger who turned to let them through, but kept his gun on them the whole time. Digger watched the gang until they were around the corner, and then came into the apartment and shut and locked the door.

“You and Lydia need to get different digs.” Digger said, putting the safety back on his gun and sitting down on the dilapidated couch.

“You too, and thanks.” Amy said as she knocked on the wall above the hole, letting Lydia know she could take the lock off. A piece of the wall slid open, and Amy helped Lydia out of the hole. Lydia was eight years old and small for her age, but soon the hole would be too little for her. Amy had realized that there was an empty space between their own apartment and the neighbors when she accidentlly kicked a hole in the wall. It housed some pipes, and would never be big enough for Amy, but it made a perfect space for Lydia to hide when needed. Digger had helped her with the door, and most would never know it was there.

“You’ll need to make it quick.” Digger said as he went toward the door. “Maybe I’ll see you around.”

Amy watched as Digger left. She wanted to beg him to take them with him. Wanted to stay together, but that was not how it worked in this world. Digger did what he could. Now they were each on their own.

“Grab the go bags!” Amy said to Lydia, who was already moving to where the emergency bags were kept.

Using her knife to lift a floor board, Amy grabbed all the saved credits hidden there. Suddenly, she remembered the wallet she had stolen. Pulling it out of her pocket she was happy to see a good chunk of credits to add to her stash. Taking a folded piece of paper out, Amy felt her breath leave her when she read. It was a voucher!

“Lydia! It’s a voucher!” Amy felt her hands shake as she held the voucher.

“The Sesh.” Lydia reached out a hand almost reverently to the piece of paper.

The two sisters looked stunned at each other, before Amy finally got to her feet. Shoving half the money into both packs before distributing the rest of it in the hidden pockets that she had sewn into both her and her sister’s clothing.

“Are we going to sell it?” Lydia asked.

Amy didn’t answer right away, assessing her options. They could make a tidy sum by selling the voucher, but that took time. Time, they didn’t have. Skif could be back any moment, and no matter where they hid, Amy knew he would eventually find them. So that left only one option.

“We are going to go to the Intake Center. Now.” Amy said, hefting her backpack into place, then helping Lydia do the same.

“You mean, you are going to marry a Sesh?” Lydia asked, her eyes wide.

“Yes.” Amy said, not letting her fear show. Everyone said that the Sesh were a noble race, that treated women well, but Amy never truly believed that they were as good as they claimed to be. She wasn’t going to tell her sister that, though. Especially because this was their only option now. “Let’s go.”

Amy and Lydia double checked that their bags were closed, and then headed out. Glancing out the door, Amy didn’t see any of Skif’s men around. Grabbing Lydia’s hand, they ran down the stairs, and started towards the better part of town. Toward the Intake Center. Towards their chance to get off the hell that was Earth.

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Warrior 7th Class Yoongi of the Min Clan was tired. Tired of inspecting Intake Centers. Tired of the rotten planet called Earth. Tired of all the crooked deals that made the help given by his people almost impossible for the truly poor to get. He was at the Intake Center in an Old American city that was called Chicago. It was the last stop of the day, and he was looking forward to getting back to his ship. They had already had all the formal pageantry that came with his arrival, and Yoongi was now conferring with the Warrior in charge.

Suddenly, loud voices could be heard coming from one of the receptionist areas. Yoongi started toward the disturbance. Coming around the corner, he could see one of the human receptionists glaring at another human who slapped her hands down on the desk and leaned in.

“It says I can bring any personal possessions that I want.” The woman said, tapping the pamphlet that briefly went over some of the rules of the Intake Center.

“Your little sister is not a personal possession.” The receptionist said, narrowing her eyes at the other woman.

“Says who? Nowhere in the rules does it say I can’t bring a human. Besides, the Sesh would have another woman to join with when my sister grows up. Two for the price of one!”

“That is ridiculous!” the receptionist also came to her feet and leaned toward the other woman. Both of them looked like they were gearing up for an out and out battle.

Yoongi watched the clash with interest. It was true that the woman’s claim that her sister was a personal possession was a bit crazy, but at the same time she did find a loop-hole in the rules. One that if she pushed hard enough, would let her get her way. Yoongi was sure that this woman would have no trouble pushing as hard as she needed to. Holding up his hand to stop the Warrior in charge from intervening, Yoongi crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. It would be fun to see what this Earth woman had up her sleeve next. He noted with growing interest that the woman was pretty. She was petite, with brown hair that was currently in a messy bun. Her cloths were ripped and dirty in places, but all in all she was clean. Her sister sat in a chair next to her. The child seemed extremely small to Yoongi’s eyes. Her cloths were cheap, but clean. She had blond hair, and her big blue eyes were watching her sister.

“Why am I even talking to you? I want to speak to whoever is in charge here!”

Yoongi figured that was his cue. He had decided that he wanted this little human.

“I will allow you to bring your sister, if you join with me.” Yoongi called from where he was leaning against the wall, causing his men to gasp. Straightening, he made his way toward the desk where his little human stood.

Amy looked up, and then took a step back. There was a whole group of Sesh staring at her. Trying to focus on what had just been said. She looked at the Sesh who seemed to be the leader of the group. He was dressed in the blue military uniform that all the Sesh seemed to wear. He had silver hair, and almost black eyes. He was not as tall as the other Sesh surrounding him, but he was still taller than her.

“I…I..What?” Amy wanted to smack herself. She was stuttering like a fool. She felt her face burn in embarrassment when the Sesh gave her a somewhat patronizing smile before repeating what he said.

“I will allow you to bring your sister, if you join with me.”

“Who are you?” Amy made herself stand tall and look directly in his eyes.

“Warrior 7th Class Yoongi of the Min Clan. At your service.” Yoongi bowed.

“Ok. Warrior what-its from the Min Clan. Why should I join with you?”

“I will honor you and your sister. I will keep you safe and happy. We will be a family. Plus, I’m the only one who can say yes to your claim that your sister is a personal possession.” Yoongi finished with a slight smirk.

Amy locked eyes with him a while longer, before slowly nodding her head. “I’m Amy Toth. As long as you keep my sister and me safe. I will join with you.”

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thepackmon · 7 years ago

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The Detour

Saturday 9th - Sunday 10th June 2018

After our first plans of off-roading this weekend came to a halt with Max’s car developing ‘a noise’ we decided instead to head out on a overnight camping adventure. We decided to head for a bothy towards the Elan Valley but another late change of plans, due to Max’s hangover and him not wishing to join us, saw us heading for a slightly closer location.

So me and Tpain (not the actual one) headed for Glasbury, with our final destination a bothy on the edge of the Grwyne Fawr reservoir. A simple 8 mile walk through some lovely welsh countryside. Setting out from the bus stop in Glasbury at around 6pm heading first for Felindre village, our first forage into walking for an overnight stay. The first field was waist high in corn, so we decided a path around the edge would be best, only a slight deviation on distance and time. The second field a tad more interesting, while trying to find a position that was comfortable with my new backpack and multitasking the phone with OS maps and a bag of sweet and salty popcorn, the heard of 30 cows decided they liked us enough to follow us at a brisk pace. We both decided a slight increase in pace was best as being rescued by the farmer after 1/2 a mile of walking was not something we wanted.

After passing the pub (little did we know it would be our god send on the way back down) in the village and a small group of houses, we take a left off the road to our first bridleway and first signs of a steady uphill. Staying on this route for a few miles passing through Hay Forest we come back out briefly onto a farm track signed for the ‘Essex boys and girls school’ . A very odd sign to see when your deep in beacons territory.

A few more styles, a bit of a lost path moment in a wood of dense fir trees, a stream to cross and a steep grassy bank past some old barns, we are back on a single track road heading uphill towards Rhos Fawr Common. It is here in the glorious afternoon sun we see sight of other people, a couple and a dog sat basking in the rays and a young lad on a pitbike giving it the beans across the fields. We decided here is a good place to stop for 5, get some more fruity sweets tucked in the pockets for energy boost for the next part, walking up and over the steep path of Rhiw Cwnstab. Now you can see this path from the main A road going past the Hay on Wye turning, its a rather steep looking path directly on the side of the valley. With the temperature still around 18 degrees it was also a very warm climb, but not as fearsome as once thought and we were up and over in no time.

The final walk to the bothy were downhill so made the last part so much easier and the bothy’s access is on very steep sided banks, that lead down onto the river. But the hard part was over, it was 9:30pm, we were hungry and in need of some beer and a sleep (did i mention i was up at 6am to drive my brother in law to brum airport?). The rest of the night was pretty tame, food was cooked and beer drank, we got the log burner fired up just to take the chill out the place and hit the hay. I’m a light sleeper and not having my proper sleeping mat mixed with the toad that i found downstairs behind the fireplace making noise, i reckon i got about 3-4 hours sleep in. Which is usual for me at home anyway. Tom snored his way into sleepy land all night.

Sat’s Stats : 8.2 Miles - 3 Hours - 1988ft Elevation Gain

SUNDAY

Standard morning stuff happens. Cook beans for breakfast without burning them like the previous nights dinner, have a good top wash in the weir which to my surprise wasn't as cold as i was expecting.

Now I’m not sure if its custom to leave things for other guests, but we really didn't want to carry the other beers we didn't drink round with us all day, so i constructed a dam in the corner of the weir and left the two cans in there to chill. Hopefully somebody finds them before there’s a load of rain and they float away.

We also have a guest, a fella on his mountain bike passing by came down to have a look in the bothy and ask us if we had stayed the night and what it was like. Pretty sure he will be back soon to try for himself.

Anyway we get going at around 11am, with the intention of walking the length of the reservoir then taking a left up onto the ridge and back towards the car. However i dont have a map of this part of the Brecons and my phone OS maps wouldn't load due to no signal, so with only half a map to work with we set off in the hope that it would be well signed for another path up to the top of the ridge...6 miles later and knowing we are still going in the wrong direction, we decide to cut through the woods and up a fireroad. Climbing up a fair distance then back down, then up again. Passing all the little houses and car parks on the opposite side this time. We also got asked for directions to the top, which was hard not to laugh at with our route planning skills.

A few more ups and downs, and then one final fence hop we stopped for a quick sarnie and a breather about 50 metres from the ridge line. Temperatures now creeping above 20 degrees, the next few hours along the ridge are very hot and rather tiring. We take in Blacksmiths Anvil, Twyn Talycefn, Rhos Dirion, Rhiw y Fan and Rhiw Wen. The views from up here are something else, just peaks and valleys for as far as you can see.

But this time i could feel my feet had had enough and tom was feeling much the same. With the OS maps working again it looked like another 3 miles lay out in front of us, trying to plot a simple direct route was our first option but this was skewed slightly with the inclusion of heading to the pub we passed yesterday afternoon. Running out of water about a mile from the pub only made this diversion more worthy. 2 pints, 2 water bottles filled with very small ice cubes and a lottery ball picked out of a bag i was finished. Forgetting the short mile and a half walk back to the car. This was dealt with a swiftly as my feet would allow and my brain reminding me of the pack of custard creams waiting for me in the boot. It was a long old day, the furthest distance I’ve walked in a day so far. So the only logical thing to do now is to walk further. I do love my need to push myself further and further some times. Other times not so much.

Sunday Stats : 19.3 Miles - 6:30 Hours - 1932ft Elevation Gain

Tom with that hill and that path in the distance.

Sat looking back at the dam, just below the ridge.

A rather naff photo of my latest backpack.

The ripper of a stove in the bothy.

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