Today has just got better and better! I awoke to an almost
mirror image of last night’s sunset but shining on Corfu; a deserted beach and
a wonderful refreshing dawn swim in the Ioannion Sea. It was then back to
Igoumeitsa to try to replace my sandals and hopefully get a haircut ( yes there
is still just about enough left!) Well 50% ain’t bad, got the first failed on
the second.
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Anyway, it was time to get my arse into gear and head for
the hills. The plan(!) was to head back towards the Albanian border but further
inland, heading to Kerasovo, a ride of only about 80Km. What can I say? if I
ride any slower I’ll fall off! Joel & Taz really have worked their spell on
me. After more stops for than a number 9 bus to take photos, I round a corner
in a mountain top village to spy one of the most picturesque café/bars that I
have ever seen… and it was about 1 o’clock, so I did the decent thing and gave
them a boost to their profits by having a couple of ice cold Cokes and a Greek
salad, which consumed another hours or so of my day.
Onwards and upwards…
well yes but the road sort of kept running out. The higher I got the worse the
road got, and I’m not just talking about a bad road surface. No,no,no I talking
about no ROAD! Yes, in a couple of places the whole shooting match had up’d and
headed downhill ! It’s a bit daunting to
say the least when you round the corner on a fully laden GS to find a great
gaping hole, even at my leisurely pace. Well to be fair they had sort of
replaced it… just not quite at the same level or in the same place.
Then at bout 3.30pm, yes that’s right 3.30pm (it’s not a
misprint!) I spot what looks like it be a perfect wild camp as you can see from
the photo. So here I am. I am comfortably hidden away on a track that I can
easily get back out of and with views, well judge for yourself from the photo. The tent is up with just the fly sheet and
mossie net over the top as think it will be way to hot for the inner tent
tonight even though I am at about 1000 mts.
Oh! While I am on the subject of exiting from wild camp
sites… You may recall (if you read that far!)that I was just a little “
concerned” about get back up from the beach last night. Well, no problem, what
I hadn’t realised until I watched everybody departing late last night was that
I had come in by the “back door”. There was a perfectly easy track at the other
end of the beach. LOL
So here I sit in the shade of a very convenient tree
contentedly typing whilst trying to drink water as quick as it runs back out of
my skin… I think I’ve developed a few (million) leaks!. Temperature is still
well into the 40s, it was 38c at 10am this morning. If I can be bothered , it’s
Greek meatballs and pasta with a garlic and tomato sauce for tea… on he other
hand it may just be a glass of water and a peach.
Oh, and if the earth moves for me tonight, I’m in deep DoDo! It means that the ledge I’m camped on is
heading down the hill to join back up with the road it lost last winter!
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