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Tuesday, 28 May 2013

May 15 continued

In busy Skoder we stopped to buy some Burek. It is a flaky pie ( or sometimes a roll) filled with either meat or cheese. Within minutes there were gypsies next to us begging for money and as we walked away they sent a little girl after us who seemed to become glued to my bike until we decided to cross the road. The demanding and pushy manners of the gypsies we met is really annoying and fully supports their bad reputation. This is so unfortunate because those of them who seek to live a normal, honest lifestyle are faced with immense discrimination and distrust. We did not make the acquaintance with a well meaning gypsy but there must a some out there.

As we were eating our Burek in the city park, a bleeting sound attracted our attention. We noticed an older man who was pushing his clunky bike through the park and in the basked on the front sat an extremely uncomfortable goat, with her feet tied together, obviously fresh off the livestock market. Poor thing. But as sad as it looked it was in a way still one of the most comical sights I have ever seen.

May 15- Welcome to Albania

Albania is quite unlike any country I have ever visited. The people are very nice and will holler all the way from across the street to greet you and almost every person from our generation  speaks surprisingly good English. What was sad to hear is their struggle with the lack of employment opportunities.

When we crossed the border it felt like time had been rewound several decades. It quite surprised me but it was also very beautiful...and quiet. Men cutting large hay fields with scythes, women hoeing weeds in the vegetable fields, herds of sheep or goats grazing next to the road with an old shepherd keeping them from straying too far. Horse and donkey carts are a very common sight on the roads as well as women leading the family cow to its daily grazing spot.
When we rode into Skoder, a livestock market was in progress next to the road. Goats and sheep were lying around the ground with their feet tied together while potential buyers were doing the rounds. In town we saw an old man taking his two sheep for a walk on a lead, letting them graze on any greenery they found.

I took hardly any pictures of these very interesting, picturesque scenes because I felt like I would be exploiting these people who are working so hard to make a living.

May 14- Budva...Podgorica....

Our last day in Montenegro. From Budva we tackled the climb up and over to the capital city, Podgorica. Spent the hot hours of the day behind a gas station.
We spent the evening with a family which James had befriended on previous trips.
Lutsa and Theresa grow cucumbers and tomatoes in large greenhouses behind their house. Mmm so tasty. In the evening we also got to try the home made Rakia, the local, distilled alcohol drink made of grapes, as far as I know. I usually dont like this kind of stuff very much but Lutsa's Rakia was delicious.

THANK YOU LUTSA, THERESA AND VALENTINO FOR THE GREAT EVENING AND YOUR ONGOING FRIENDSHIP.

May 13 - Kotor Bay, Montenegro

Hello Montenegro! Came across Clive again and rode with him for a bit. Where will we see him next time?
The ride around Kotor Bay was great, lovely scenery, picturesque villages and what I really liked is that you could look back across the water and see where you were before.

Yes, "Strp" is the name of a town. Quite humerous isnt it?

( HAPPY BIRTHDAY PA!!!)

May 12 - Marko's Flea Market

We met Marko through the Warmshowers hospitality service. We had planned to only stay one night at his place but due to the bad weather we ended up for two.
Marko entertained us for hours with stories from his very colourful life, a good part of which he spent in Canada. At the moment he is also involved in a project that is trying to reestablish some of the old narrow track railway lines and making them a historical, cultural tourist attraction.

The view from his house is amazing. He lives up on a hill overlooking the Adriatic.

May 11 - continued

Yesterday we met another cyclist, Clive, at a gas station and ran into him again today infront of the Lidl store. ( a touring cyclists favorite shop, cheap and convenient).
Clive is on his way to New Zealand.

Some beautiful thunder clouds and those spindly conifers most commonly associated with Tuscany.

Double postings

Some posts were posted in duplicate. Thats due some strange technical difficulties with my gmail account, which I use to update the blog via email. It incorrectly notified me that several posts could not be sent so I resent them, resulting in double postings. Sorry for the inconvenience.

May 11 - Dubrovnik

We put our tourist hat on for a few hours and checked out Dubrovnik. Met cool people from all over the world.
The old town of Dubrovnik is situated on a peninsula and fortified by a massive wall all around. Quite impressive.

May 10 evening- Slano

A kind German couple let us camp behind their house. They come to Croatia every year to slowly rebuild the old family home which was almost completely destroyed in the war. Eventhough it still needs a lot of work, the comparison odf the before and after pics was amazing, shocking.
Their relatives who live next door did a bike trip through Croatia a few years ago so it was fun to exchange some stories. They also keep turtles. I got to hold a little one that had hatched just a few days ago. So cute.

THANK YOU LISA, MILO, JADRANKA AND GEORG FOR YOUR HOSPITALITY, OIL AND WONDERFUL HONEY. GOOD LUCK WITH THE RENOVATIONS AND THE TOMATOES!

May 9-10 - Quick Loop to Bosnia

The road leading from Baska Voda inland climbs up the coast mountains providing a fantastic view of the Croatian coast line.

Away from the coast everything is much less touristy. Some of the smaller towns look like movie sets from a different time period with chickens running around everywhere and large, beautifully tended vegetable gardens.

In another valley we saw an interesting agricultural system where orchards were planted on narrow strips of land surrounded by ditches filled with water.

In Medjugorie, Bosnia, we met Marc, a devout Catholic, who visits the place every year. Medjugorie is a famous pilgrimage site where Mary is said to have appeared several times. Marc is friends with one of the campground owners in town so he arranged a free night at the campground for us.
THANKS MARC FOR YOUR KINDNESS. WE HOPE YOU HAD A GREAT REST OF YOUR VACATION.

Thursday, 23 May 2013

Engaged!!!!!

We are happy to announce that we are ENGAGED, as of May 19th!!!

The wedding will probably be sometime next spring or summer in (most likely) Canada.

Thanks so much to all of you who have contributed so much to our trip through your kindness, interest and hospitality.

Our plan for the next 12 months is to ride home as far as possible. That is to work our way east through the "-stans" towards China etc. Hopefully we can make it all the way without visa complications. We will try our best to keep this blog as updated as possible.

Cheers,
Linda and James

May 8 - Hrvatskan Delicacies ( Hrvatska=Croatia)

Another stunning day riding along the Adriatic Sea!
A bit of a  busy stretch of road around Split but quite pleasant again afterwards. Met two German cyclists who are on the way to Australia. Sorry, forgot to take their picture.

Near Baska Voda, in a small town that seems to be glued to the steep mountain side, we found the little church yard to be an inviting, potential camping spot with a great view. The neighbours did not object to us being there as long as we did not leave a mess.
Not having showered for several days, our clothes had started to stick to our salty skin and we craved at least a quick sponge bath. A kind man, who spoke good English, had given us directions to a well just up the road. Perfect!
While James watched the bikes down by the church, I set off to the well. I was about to wet my cloth when a lady came down the road. She started talking to me and given thst I know about two Croatian words and she just a few more in English, we had a surprisingly long conversation. She was so cool and we hit it off right away. Her name is Dunja. She indicated where her house is and with the help of fingers and gestures she told me to come have dinner at her house at 8, to bring my friend along too and also that we could sleep in her guest apartment for free, as friends, not tourists. It sounded too good to be true because we did not have much food supplies with us and a real shower would be fantastic. I was not sure if I had misunderstood her but that turned out to not be the case.
We with the help of our English-Croatian dictionary, we had a very entertaining evening and delicious food. Home made olive oil and wine, home made bread, pickled onions from her garden and small salted fish in oil ( cant remember what they are called but are considered a local delicacy)

HVALA DUNJA. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING!!! YOU WERE SO MUCH FUN!

Wednesday, 22 May 2013

What Really Counts

Our blog probably sounds like the account of an adventurous, entertaining trip full of fun times. This is true for the most part but there have been several situations where we felt far from as heroic and carefree as the blog may make us sound. Heavy traffic, big trucks and blind corners have contributed to numerous scary moments. Not to mention wild camping. Thankfully we have never been bothered by anyone but one time, for example, when we were aleady in our sleeping bags in our tent, tucked away in the woods in Switzerland, a man came through the bush and walked right past our tent. He did not stop and disappeared quickly but it worried us. According to our experience, most people are friendly and kindhearted but when camped out in the bush, a ways from the next town, you are quite vulnerable and an easy victim for someone with unpleasant intentions, or large North American wild life crashing through the woods at night as was the case in Glacier National Park. Thankfully we have been spared from any harm, accident and illness and we can only thank God for that. I know that sofar I have not mentioned much about this in this blog but James and I often get the impression that we have an invisible tour guide who rides ahead of us, brings us into contact with wonderful people and ensures that we get what we need at the right time.
Some of you may be thinking, o Linda and James have gone crazy and fallen into a religious trap. Definitely not, and for me (Linda) my Christian faith has always been an important, yet somewhat hidden part of my life. But this trip has really reconfirmed the existence of a loving, caring, living God to us and how he can be so intimately involved with every aspect of our life here on earth. He even healed my bike from an awful sounding, worrying clicking sound that we could not figure out where it was coming from. Since then, whenever I get scared or worried about the future, I am reminded that if God cares about my bike, he will surely look after me.

It is not my intention to preach to  you, but I just felt the urge to share with you what has become so much more precious and exciting to us than all the sites, landscapes and cultures we have visited. We often find ourselves unsure of what to do or where to go next and it is so comforting to know that our Lord Jesus Christ is in charge of our lives and will lead us a better way than we could ever choose for ourselves.

This Psalm has accompanied us through many tricky situations. I hope you like it:

[[Psa 91:1-16]] KJV
v1 He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. v2 I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.
v3 Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.
v4 He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
v5 Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;
v6 Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
v7 A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.
v8 Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.
v9 Because thou hast made the LORD, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation;
v10 There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.
v11 For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.
v12They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. v13Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet.
v14 Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.
v15He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him.
v16 With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.

May 8 continued

More pics from Dunja's place

May 8 - Hrvatskan Delicacies ( Hrvatska=Croatia)

Another stunning day riding along the Adriatic Sea!
A bit of a  busy stretch of road around Split but quite pleasant again afterwards. Met two German cyclists who are on the way to Australia. Sorry, forgot to take their picture.

Near Baska Voda, in a small town that seems to be glued to the steep mountain side, we found the little church yard to be an inviting, potential camping spot with a great view. The neighbours did not object to us being there as long as we did not leave a mess.
Not having showered for several days, our clothes had started to stick to our salty skin and we craved at least a quick sponge bath. A kind man, who spoke good English, had given us directions to a well just up the road. Perfect!
While James watched the bikes down by the church, I set off to the well. I was about to wet my cloth when a lady came down the road. She started talking to me and given thst I know about two Croatian words and she just a few more in English, we had a surprisingly long conversation. She was so cool and we hit it off right away. Her name is Dunja. She indicated where her house is and with the help of fingers and gestures she told me to come have dinner at her house at 8, to bring my friend along too and also that we could sleep in her guest apartment for free, as friends, not tourists. It sounded too good to be true because we did not have much food supplies with us and a real shower would be fantastic. I was not sure if I had misunderstood her but that turned out to not be the case.
We with the help of our English-Croatian dictionary, we had a very entertaining evening and delicious food. Home made olive oil and wine, home made bread, pickled onions from her garden and small salted fish in oil ( cant remember what they are called but are considered a local delicacy)

HVALA DUNJA. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING!!! YOU WERE SO MUCH FUN!

May 7 Primosten

The old town of Primosten is situated on a circular peninsula. Very cute but very touristy.
Just walked around a bit and later on camped on the deck of a closed cafe near a beach resort. Slept very well despite the big  French party across the road.

May6 - 7 Sv. Filip i Jakov to Primosten

Woke up in the morning and noticed that our tent was covered with little snails all over. Some had even made their up on the bikes, I had a few perched on the spokes and one of the bigger snails nestled itself between James' right crank and chain ring.

When taking a break at a gas station, we found a little scorpion. This is the first one I have ever seen! So cool!! No more walking around barefoot from now on though.

Beautiful ride to Primosten. Lots of olive groves, fig trees and wild flowers.

The thunder clouds are for you Tabea.