Day... on our way home
I've been working away all august so the last part has taken some time. So apologies for the delay.. if you were at all bothered
After a great meal in a local Greek Tavern, Epic meat feast as usual, we were invited into the rear of the restaurant... probably only used in winter as it was stifling in there... low and behold an ancient church just through the rear door, the restaurant was built on to it, it was a little weird to say the least, albeit very very beautiful. I tried to take some photos but they just didn't do the tiny church any justice. Good food, amazing place. !
Followed by a few drinks by the harbour, right nice it was too
The morning after the night before... with sore heads and a slightly heavy heart we decided we didnt want to ride bikes and we wanted to play in the sea some more lol..... unfortunately Bulgaria was calling so we dithered around for as long as we could... well after lunch then took the plunge to go sort ourselves and the bikes... its was rather warm.... protocol involved wearing as little as possibe within reason whilst packing the bikes for riding, then a quick dash into our riding gear and on the bikes and moving before the sweat really started to pour. 38+ C I think it was.
We opted for the scenic route of course, via the mountain passes towards Bankso then onto Samokov, we so far had missed all the threatened thunder storms and torrential down pours but only just....
onward.... after about an hour or so we started to follow the mountains then drifted into the middle of them... snaking and winding our way along for what felt like hours... it was hours !! the tarmac smooth, grippy, hardly any cars just mental lorries that had to be overtaken....if you dare.
Finallly reaching the border, documents needed, no toll and back to the land of in my opinion, better food and of course much much cheaper.
The border guard was confused by my sticker on my bike, "what is bike " yamaha i replied, " no !! YSS " ? " huh?" i said in my best Bulgarian.....
"YSS??" then i noticed he was pointing at my tank stickers .... luckliy the yanaha badge is still there so all was resolved... back to the twistys.......... miles and miles of them.... Scott spotted a go kart track at the side of the road,,,, very VERY posh. Better than any UK one i have visited !
and a 3rd the price too... That was it... the race was on.... well for a lap.. Scott then told me he has 2 racing karts at home and left me like I was going backwards.. still great fun and a good break from the bike... we were sweating cobs after tho !