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Days 23-24-25 : Meeting more cyclists

26 May

Our hosts/friends from Buzau (Bogdan, Radu and Dan) are well connected to other cyclists associations and kindly arranged us a place to stay in Galati, 120 km away. We cycled the whole day on the same national road. It was completely flat and we could get there quite quickly -in about 6 hours ride-.

2 bikers on the road, carrying lots of luggage as well, stopped to talk to us. Tobias and Gunter were germans, and we found out we are going through very similar itinerary as they go to Mongolia via “*stan” countries and Russia (you can check out their site RoadstoMongolia.com). As this was pretty funny coincidence we stopped to take a picture, exchange stickers and compare our respective gears -.

We then decided to stop together for coffee and lunch, and went to the nearby restaurant on the road. We saw 2 more jeeps with german immatriculation and went to talk to them. Incredibly enough, they were going towards Mongolia too. We had to take that picture below, showing the 3 types of vehicles and 3 generations aiming at the same destination.

An hour later, we’re back on the road and the rain came back to say hello. The rain then upgraded to storm again and we’re getting soaked, a feeling we’re being used to now. We could take nice pictures though.

We arrived in Galati and met Christi and Georgi, president and vice president of the Galati Bicycle Club, who got us a free flat in the city center -cheers guys!!-. Christi is also the owner of the only bicycle shop of the city, Mausbike. It is therefore in pretty good company that we went for dinner in a good restaurant of the city, a tavern regularly hosting gypsy/folk live music bands such as Taraf de Haidouks (see video below, pretty good representation of the romanian countryside!)

The day after, we toured the city with Georgi in the morning, visited the shop then head up to the Danube that we had to cross. Due to the size of the river, there are no bridges and we had to take a ferry to cross it to reach the road that would lead us to Tulcea, the last “big” town before the Danube Delta.

Baking shoes for breakfast

MausBike shop

Crossing the Danube

When we arrived on the other side, it feels like a lost island as there is no more traffic, but big plain fields, monasteries, and shepherds. The scenery is magnificient, it’s dry and we have the wind in the back.

Buying cherries – the poor guy got arrested by the police just afterwards

We arrived in Tulcea early in the evening after a last long, 10% steep hill that finished us. We met Sorin, our contact from Tulcea, who is the president of the Pelican Bicycle Club, hosting us. Sorin, Tatiana and Eddy -the kid- welcomed us very warmly with fresh fish from the delta and delicious recipes. Sorin is as well Dj and ecologist, again we have a lot in common with our hosts which is a pretty good thing.

After dinner, we went to play pool in a disco/bar in town with some of our hosts’ friends. Belgians were pretty lame.

After a good night sleep, we went to the highest point of the region, from which you have a good view on the Danube delta. We then went to the market to get food for the night, as it is Sorin’s birthday and we need to get meat to put on the grill!

Where is Wally?

Sorin’s music shop

Day 21, 120 km fighting elements

22 May

We got up at 8 and it feels it’s gonna be a nice, sunny day, with birds singing and that kind of things. The mission consists in getting out of Bucharest -we’ve been sticking to it longer than expected-, and go for 120km ride to Buzau, a medium sized city on the way to the Ukrainian border. A big change after of 4 day of chillax and food with our fascinatingly nice hosts Irina and Marius. A few goodbye hugs and we’re out of the flat, on our bikes and looking for yogurt and bananas -that’s how we roll in the morning-.

8 Am goodbye picture with Irina and Marius

Looking for bananas

Looking for the way out

Once fed, out of the town and on the E85 (the national road leading to Buzau) we ended up in a lot of traffic, that we escaped as soon as we could, to get back to our beloved villages. We missed our chickens, cows and horses and it’s good to find them back.

Sun, flat green fields and good roads…it reminds us of those good old days of Hungary, and it feels nice. No cars ; just horses pulling carriages. Good. It didn’t last too long though, as we had to get back on the E85 just a few kilometers later, to cycle along the trucks.  A strong wind in the face drove Nico crazy, frustrated to be on a flat road, pushing hard to not get anywhere.

Dacia, what else?

The good thing on that road is that we have enough space to cycle somehow safely, it’s the one lane and a half special system ; and it looks like we have a very wide cycling path that is also used by slower cars (and trucks), but only when they want to let the faster ones bypass them.

The wind kept burning our calories so we stopped to get a big lunch full of fat, carbohydrates and proteins (mici, french fries, bread, salad and oil), and rehydrated properly before getting back on our bikes for the next 70km of the day. The wind got friendlier and changed its orientation so we could finally speed it up. We stopped for a coke after 35km, just enough time to let a big, black stormy sky take the whole space. As it didn’t seem to be a shortie, we put our jacket on and got back on the road, so that we could reach Buzau on time.

Feel the powa! -look at the trees-

We didn’t expect to have fun in the rain, but it was a blast! The wind was more or less in our back, the temperature was good, and we were completely soaked. The storm calmed down after half an hour or so, then Dan, our cyclist host for the night, called us and offered to escort us until the house. He found us on the road -not such a hard thing to do-, and lead us with his Dacia Logan to Buzau, that we entered like the real guys do on Champs-Elysees.

Day 20 – They deserve the best :)

21 May


Today, we decided not to cycle and rush to Buzau (110km away) despite  the good weather conditions, but prefered to send our bikes to a shop for a 1000km check up. Our brake pads suffered from the Transfagarasan and were actually looking far more old than than what they are.

Florin, mechanic superstar

We bought great new brake pads that are supposed to last for at least 4000k :). Florin put all his passion to lift our mount as you can see.

Changing the brakes

The workshop

Florin’s collegue changing rays

After watching/learning the job he did on the first bike (work on the breaks, derailler and the chain) we went for lunch while Florin took care of the other one. Later in the afternoon we took them back and we enjoyed riding as if the bikes were brand new. Really cheap price for a really good job, so Florin, multumesc multu!!

Day 18 Nico’s Birthday

19 May

We are writing from the appartement we’re staying in. The city of Bucharest is under water and watching at the news we see that the whole country is drowned. So, better to be here relaxing and not cycling. This morning we had to get a package at the Belgian embassy (Spot connect device for emergency cases), and met the ambassador, mr. Philippe Beke,  who very kindly opened the doors even if the embassy is normally closed during the week end. It is a beautiful art deco house that the belgian state owns since 1928.

Belgian embassy in Bucharest 

He welcomes us asking if we want to drink something (beer or champagne?) while pointing the seats in one of the the nice old living room of the embassy. Telling him it is my birthday he straight goes for champagne 🙂 .

Yves and Nico posing with the ambassador

We talked about our trip, belgian economic activities in Romania, and belgian influences in Romania (especially in Transylvania) for about an hour and a half. The ambassador is interested in our trip and provides us good tips about the areas we will cross in the upcoming weeks. We then took some time to visit the ground floor of the house and had a look on that book, showing belgian embassies throughout the world.

Looking at the belgian embassies book

The beautiful ceiling

Leopold the First

But the reality gets back and after saying goodbye to the ambassador we are once again under that pooring rain that seems to never want to stop. We need to get some food so we have to walk a bit to reach a place for the lunch.

Mega rain

After lunched we ordered a cab from as it is raining so heavily that we can’t even go on the street to get one. The touristic afternoon won’t be for today. Back in the flat to relax before tonight’s party and birthday celebration 🙂

Day 17 – Milestone : 1000 Km from Budapest to Bucharest!

19 May

Today we feel the traffic increasing on the road as we get closer from Bucharest. We still have to cover 70 k to get to Irina and Marius’ appartement (Yves’s friends hosting us for the week-end). The weather is better with sunrays even showing up from time to time. A few kilometers before reaching Bucharest we stopped to celebrate our 1000k accomplishment, as you can see the picture above 🙂 . Getting back on the road we have to deal with more and more trucks throwing wind waves straight on our side. Add dogs running and barking after us on the bill and you get the picture of what the afternoon looked like.

We got closer from the city and didn’t have to search too long for the place as it is just on our way. We dropped our luggage after meeting Irina and Marius and got ready for a relaxing week end, which is welcome because the legs feel a bit tired after 5 cycling days in row. No more trucks for the next 3 days, let’s breath!  After a good shower we have dinner in a super nice italian restaurant with our hosts’ crew, all really nice people we can talk to in english. Feels good!

Day 15…Tranfagarasan, the way down

16 May

We took our time to enjoy the scenery while having breakfast on the terrasse under a slight sun. After that we left the lodge and started the way down, which started behind that little door. It is completely dark in there, it is the longest tunnel in Romania, a kilometer long, and currently closed to cars as you can see 🙂

In some parts the tunnel soil is completely frozen and full of black ice that is really hard to spot, even with our lights. Fortunately, we are aware/lucky enough not to slip.

We’ve been told the other side of the mountain should be easier to ride  because it is the sunny one. We are then confident about finding a nice path with no snow or at least less snowy than what we had yesterday. But…this is how it looked

Our minds start feeling like going back for a sec when we discover that wall of snow in front of us. But we are too close to go back at that point. We put on our helmet for one of the first time and scouted the “path” with caution, first with no bikes, then with the luggages and finally with the bicycles. It took us almost 2 hours for less than one kilometer, but what a nice feeling to safely arrive without loosing anything.

One last little challenge, taking over that bulldozer and then it is downhill for long long time : about 30 km straight! 😉

This is freedom!

Our feet are wet and frozen but we don’t really care, we enjoy being the first people crossing the Tranfagarasan with vehicules this year. We know what we just did was maybe too much, so not sure we would cross a closed road on a high mountain again!  It might be a good lesson of wisdom. But we are happy that we conquered the Carpathian by the toughest way 🙂

The landscape gets back to green and the temperature increases as we go down

Life takes its rights

Just after taking this picture I saw a family bear running fast in the little hill. What a good day!

Victory!

 Our 20k ride in the flat lands next to the Carpathian to reach Curtea de Arges seems to be a piece of cake. Welcome back to the civilisation.

Day 14…Transfagarasan, the north face

15 May

There are no words to describe what we’ve been trough on the road. Riding Transfagarasan while it was still closed has been our best and worst idea so far.

Right now we are on the top. Couldn’t make the downhill straight, as we’ve been slowed down too much by the snow, and we’re exhausted after those 1500 meters altitude gain in one day. Sleeping in a lodge on the Baleal lake side, while there is heavy rain and wind outside.