Croatia has landmines!! We didn´t know this so we have to be a bit more careful when it comes to wild camping and relieving ourselves in the woods. Wouldn`t want to loose a leg.
Here is the measure of rum we had on our most miserable night so far. We felt a little bit sorry for ourselves, and knew that kipping on the side of a main road without a tent could get a little rough, we so decked half a bottle of rum to help us doze. Duncan clearly was very happy with the arrangement!
Here we are preparing for another night on the rough. We just kipped under the stars, and little did we know it was about to blow a gale all night.
That night I don`t think it`s an exagguration to say we got absolutely no sleep whatsoever. Here I am in the bag in the morning trying desperatly to get a wink in the blazing sunshine. Notice the rocks on the pannier to stop them blowing away in the night! Gales.
Not all bad though, here is a standard view from the mountain road along the coast. Croatia is wonderful for the sights.
Croatia also has a lot of wild cats. Here is a kitten playing with my stuff. The little bastard tried to climb the tent again and again in the night, but a boot to the head sorted the git out. Had to be done, and I also club seals.
Here is Duncan getting his sweat on after a few spoons of that famous Hungarian paprika in his goulash! We have a much better photo but Duncan doesnt like it because he looks chubby.
Some of the roads are pretty uneventful. On one of our 150km days along the Danube, we trekked along a disused railway line for AGES. The view was like you can see above for many, many kilometers.
Duncan each morning has to liberally apply anti-mould cream to his ball-sack and arsehole. I caught him in the act!! Remember, Duncan, more than three strokes counts as a wank!
Hungary had the best value restaurants of the trip so far! Here, a litre of beer, with a soup starter, and a main course of goulash (which we LOVE), cost us each a mere 4.50 euros. Good for the daily budget.
Duncan has by far the most impressive leg tan lines. It looks a bit burnt in this photo because, well, it most definately was. Now it is a more golden brown so he thinks he looks like a Greek God.
Croatia has landmines!! We didn´t know this so we have to be a bit more careful when it comes to wild camping and relieving ourselves in the woods. Wouldn`t want to loose a leg.
Here is the measure of rum we had on our most miserable night so far. We felt a little bit sorry for ourselves, and knew that kipping on the side of a main road without a tent could get a little rough, we so decked half a bottle of rum to help us doze. Duncan clearly was very happy with the arrangement!
Here we are preparing for another night on the rough. We just kipped under the stars, and little did we know it was about to blow a gale all night.
That night I don`t think it`s an exagguration to say we got absolutely no sleep whatsoever. Here I am in the bag in the morning trying desperatly to get a wink in the blazing sunshine. Notice the rocks on the pannier to stop them blowing away in the night! Gales.
Not all bad though, here is a standard view from the mountain road along the coast. Croatia is wonderful for the sights.
Croatia also has a lot of wild cats. Here is a kitten playing with my stuff. The little bastard tried to climb the tent again and again in the night, but a boot to the head sorted the git out. Had to be done, and I also club seals.
Here is Duncan getting his sweat on after a few spoons of that famous Hungarian paprika in his goulash! We have a much better photo but Duncan doesnt like it because he looks chubby.
Some of the roads are pretty uneventful. On one of our 150km days along the Danube, we trekked along a disused railway line for AGES. The view was like you can see above for many, many kilometers.
Duncan each morning has to liberally apply anti-mould cream to his ball-sack and arsehole. I caught him in the act!! Remember, Duncan, more than three strokes counts as a wank!
Hungary had the best value restaurants of the trip so far! Here, a litre of beer, with a soup starter, and a main course of goulash (which we LOVE), cost us each a mere 4.50 euros. Good for the daily budget.
Duncan has by far the most impressive leg tan lines. It looks a bit burnt in this photo because, well, it most definately was. Now it is a more golden brown so he thinks he looks like a Greek God.
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