We rode there, we walked up, we rode down and we rode home.
This weekend we played host to another friendly Austrian vegan but also one who most impressively arrived by bicycle. I prepared my signature dish of uniquely filled burek – or pita if you prefer – and he devoured them with relish and some umak! It didn’t take long for our conversation to turn to bikes and potential local rides that he could do and I find myself agreeing to spennd Sunday riding to Petrova Gora and back.
And so after a hearty museli breakast washed down with fresh divka. With some left over burek and fresh water in tupperware we head off for the Partisan Hospital and the monument beyond.
and then on upthe slow long incline to the Petrova Gora Spomniek. TBH I had to walk up the last kilometer of steep hill and Robert graciously accompanied me, even though he could have ridden it.
But all good things come to an end and some rather horribly…
Sanja has been making herself useful of late helping with the neverending battle against Balkan bureaucracy and even also cooking and such things. Now she’s also started taking photos of yours truly so maybe the selfie era is drawing to an end….!!?