This has been a very different kind of day – one that we haven’t had since the Black Forest in Germany. We have had forested mountains to look at all day long. It’s been great!
It had been pouring with rain all night, but the forecast for the next couple of days didn’t look too bad, so we set off under heavy cloud, but in the dry.
After about 20 miles the valley narrowed right down and we were in a wooded ravine. In fact the river then entered a narrow gorge and the road was forced to find another route. As a result we went up and out of a side valley, thus climbing our first real pass for 1000 miles or so. Here is the view from the top.
I must say that we both welcomed the idea of having to climb hills again – though the motorists all seemed amazed. We were hooted at, waved at, and applauded! Lunch had a view (for the first time for weeks).
We were still on what is marked on the map as being one of Romania’s top class European roads (the E79, no less) but there was only light traffic. The surface was like a bad English country road. Two of the distinctive sights are the hay ricks in the fields and the copper or silver spired churches. I managed to get both in one photo.
We are now feeling brave enough to try just about any roadside shop or bar in search of sustenance. Some are well hidden and you have to get an eye for them! Today’s highlight was a morning coffee stop in what could have been a cow barn, (concrete floor, rough ceiling, breeze block walls) but was serving beer. Unfortunately we asked for coffee instead and I think the woman paniced! We got some sort of gooey sugary material floating on the top in what we took to be an attempt at a Cappuchino. It was still a good rest, and we got to watch the 3 locals playing pool.
The last few miles were flatter and included a wait at a level crossing for the arrival of the train. This seemed highly unlikely, as we had crossed the track several times before and it was overgrown and did not look used at all.
Brad is the largest town for some time and we have found quite a nice pensuina – with wifi. Time to recover and prepare for tomorrow – when we head up and over the mountains on very small roads. I expect it to be hard going, but we should see some of the remotest villages in the process.
Helen’s track of the day: Christy Moore, The Reel in the Flickering Light because this is my favourite of his songs and there is nothing like a bit of Oirish whimsy to keep your spirits up when you are a long way from home.