In the morning I split ways with Marieke and Guus, as they wanted to try their luck on the northern side of the Danube, and I wanted to go on the southern side.

It was a bit cold and overcast, but fortunately the rain predicted in the forecast did not materialize. There were great dedicated bike paths for most of the route today, so cycling was fairly easy.

I saw reports from other riders that one 10 km stretch was again in bad shape on top of a dike, so I rather went around it and shared the road with the cars and trucks. 😣

Oh, and paprikas. There were so many paprikas everywhere. This is the Hungarian Puszta, after all.

In the afternoon I got a little bored while cycling and was fiddling around on my phone, taking some pictures and researching restaurants and supermarkets, when a larger group of road cyclists passed by pretty quickly.

Suddenly I heard someone scream from within that group: “Björn! Hang on! Get in our slipstream!” It was my Dutch friends from the night before.

We decided that we would wild camp together. So we went to a supermarket, bought some food and beer and headed for the site I had researched before.

On our way there, we saw a stranded cyclist with a broken chain. Fortunately, Guus had an extra chain link, so we were able to help him back on track. He was so happy, but couldn’t speak a word of English or German. So he decided to guide us to the camp site.

It looked really nice. The wild camp site had a nice little hut and several benches on the bank of a river. The river didn’t look clean enough for swimming. There was a well / water pump nearby, but when I went to the well to wash myself, a guy from the nearby house stopped me. We could communicate with some broken German. Basically, I think he told me that the water has too much iron. He ended up inviting me to use the shower in his garage.

Having a shower at the end of a cycling day is probably the biggest and nicest luxury I can think of these days.

Afterward, the guy’s wife poured me a beer, which I also had to drink with them.

Their German was good enough that I could prepare them that there would be two more Dutch cyclists coming soon — so they could shower there too.

Later we cooked dinner and lit a fire. There was also a group of 5 curious boars, which came really close to us.

So all in all a pretty fun day.

It rained rather heavily several times throughout the night. And the two cats (who were also not shy at all) came to visit us in our tents. It was hard to keep them away from us, really.

Photos

Route

(I forgot to track the first kilometres.)

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