We took off early in the morning towards Bicaz Gorge. It was still foggy in the mountains…
but no-one complained despite the previous night’s foolish behaviour in the beer garden…this ride had my adrenalin pumping so I could not sleep past 6am anyway…
Once we left the town of Udvarhely,
we rode through a few villages,
where storks nests such as this were common. It was amazing to see wildlife and civilisation entwined…
The stork is a migratory bird and every year they travel to Africa during winter but they return to their nests year after year.
As we left the villages behind, the surroundings turned green…
As we passed the peasants horses and carts it was like going back in time. That’s unless we saw them use their mobile phones which was a strange sight…This visual’s just not getting old…
As we got closer to the Gorge, and we got higher into the mountains, the landscape became more dramatic…and beautiful
before we got to the Bicaz Gorge we stopped by for a break at the Red Lake (Translated from Romanian, in Hungarian its the Killer Lake, it must be a Transylvanian thing…)
That lake and rowing boats looked too inviting for us not to try them out…
but all fun must come to an end and our gruelling task of riding to the Bicaz Gorge had to continue…it wasn’t too far…
And this is what greeted us:
This is what it looks like from the top:
Nice!
TWISTED PLANET 