I'm finding it hard to concentrate on this blog because the wonderful vista in front of me is so distracting, along with breeze through the trees, the sounds of nature and the general peace only interrupted by the occasion airliner passing over. That and feeling it's easier to shut the eyes than fight to keep them open. The video is AVI if anyone doesn't have a plugin.
[End of interlude, three hours later]
We feed ourselves on the cooked and continental breakfast available and then had our first strategy meeting without beer. It was going to be a short day as we made our way to Znojmo. We headed out of town with a slight climb which was good as it meant I could ease myself onto the saddle by using the excuse of standing up while climbing. In the I just took a deep breath ...
Then we saw it. It was a sign. It was a sign that instantly made the day a happy time to be in. 18km to Znojmo. God, that was an easy hour. We had time to explore so we headed to an old quarry to see whether a swim was in order. It wasn't but we still ended up at the quarry, had a look and carried on our merry way.
Stan said we could trek to Znojmo through a local forest however poor sign posting meant we decided to take the easy route. We skirted the edge to the forest before heading back to the main road a Znojmo.
With time to kill we settled in for a bit of lunch before heading to the train station .As luck would have it, there was a train to Breclav that connected with the Budapest-Prague service. On we hopped and on our merry way we went. Tally ho! Time to settle in and enjoy the scenery for the ~4 hour trip to Prague. Now this is where things got a little mysterious.
We settled into a compartment that was occupied by a Brazilian. He recognised us as cyclists (must have been the oversized calf muscles) so we got talking for a while. He'd just cycled from Prague to Budapest and was heading back to then head off to Estonia then onto Montegro and Croatia. good keen chap, that one. we headed off to enjoy the delights of the buffet car for a while. We approached a table that looked like it was occupied but seeing an Aussie hat and no head, we asked to waiting staff if someone was there. If not, could we sit there. There was some interesting body language and huffing so we said if this person wasn't here we would be. this started some speculation that maybe this person was a secret agent or had been knocked off. So the items got moved and we sat waiting for a Mission Impossible type show down. There were visions of motorcyclists pulling along side the train and emptying a couple of clips, fights of the roof of the train and other such merriment. As it was, we enjoyed a couple of beers and the waiting staff were pissed off we took there table so they couldn't skive off. However, we would continue to look for the mysterious Australian.
In Prague early evening, a ride along the river to the metro and into the valley and home. A mission taken and successfully completed. Cue applause, finishing theme and into the arms of a woman ... well none of that happened. Off for a shower, a feed and bed. Goodnight.
[End of interlude, three hours later]
We feed ourselves on the cooked and continental breakfast available and then had our first strategy meeting without beer. It was going to be a short day as we made our way to Znojmo. We headed out of town with a slight climb which was good as it meant I could ease myself onto the saddle by using the excuse of standing up while climbing. In the I just took a deep breath ...
Then we saw it. It was a sign. It was a sign that instantly made the day a happy time to be in. 18km to Znojmo. God, that was an easy hour. We had time to explore so we headed to an old quarry to see whether a swim was in order. It wasn't but we still ended up at the quarry, had a look and carried on our merry way.
Stan said we could trek to Znojmo through a local forest however poor sign posting meant we decided to take the easy route. We skirted the edge to the forest before heading back to the main road a Znojmo.
With time to kill we settled in for a bit of lunch before heading to the train station .As luck would have it, there was a train to Breclav that connected with the Budapest-Prague service. On we hopped and on our merry way we went. Tally ho! Time to settle in and enjoy the scenery for the ~4 hour trip to Prague. Now this is where things got a little mysterious.
We settled into a compartment that was occupied by a Brazilian. He recognised us as cyclists (must have been the oversized calf muscles) so we got talking for a while. He'd just cycled from Prague to Budapest and was heading back to then head off to Estonia then onto Montegro and Croatia. good keen chap, that one. we headed off to enjoy the delights of the buffet car for a while. We approached a table that looked like it was occupied but seeing an Aussie hat and no head, we asked to waiting staff if someone was there. If not, could we sit there. There was some interesting body language and huffing so we said if this person wasn't here we would be. this started some speculation that maybe this person was a secret agent or had been knocked off. So the items got moved and we sat waiting for a Mission Impossible type show down. There were visions of motorcyclists pulling along side the train and emptying a couple of clips, fights of the roof of the train and other such merriment. As it was, we enjoyed a couple of beers and the waiting staff were pissed off we took there table so they couldn't skive off. However, we would continue to look for the mysterious Australian.
In Prague early evening, a ride along the river to the metro and into the valley and home. A mission taken and successfully completed. Cue applause, finishing theme and into the arms of a woman ... well none of that happened. Off for a shower, a feed and bed. Goodnight.
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