A Ride in the other direction: Even shorter
Wednesday June 19, 2013
We haven't been too successful finding bike rides. This time out we chose a route to the coast north of our camping, again we rode some asphalt and some stony paths, it was very hot and we came back before lunch. The scenery was pleasant but not sensational.
We also wanted to get a glimpse of the 12-km long Lim Fjord a few kilometers north of here. It was accessible through the camp at Valalta. Naturist camps seem to be quite popular here and this was one of them. All those "best agers", oh what irony, in their birthday suits was actually very sweet. They reminded me of little trolls that had just emerged from a deep forest, a species of its very own.
The water was spectacularly blue, but later when I looked at the map I saw that we hadn't even seen the fjord. We rode on and passed the remains of a romanesque church. The roof had been renewed recently but the interior was just a shell. I imagine the church had been completely neglected in socialist Yugoslavia.
We haven't been too successful finding bike rides. This time out we chose a route to the coast north of our camping, again we rode some asphalt and some stony paths, it was very hot and we came back before lunch. The scenery was pleasant but not sensational.
We also wanted to get a glimpse of the 12-km long Lim Fjord a few kilometers north of here. It was accessible through the camp at Valalta. Naturist camps seem to be quite popular here and this was one of them. All those "best agers", oh what irony, in their birthday suits was actually very sweet. They reminded me of little trolls that had just emerged from a deep forest, a species of its very own.
The water was spectacularly blue, but later when I looked at the map I saw that we hadn't even seen the fjord. We rode on and passed the remains of a romanesque church. The roof had been renewed recently but the interior was just a shell. I imagine the church had been completely neglected in socialist Yugoslavia.
We spent the afternoon at the campgrounds in the shade of the abundant pine trees. Our camp, Porton Biondi, is on a terrassed slope across the road from the Mediterranean. No view, though, due to the many trees - and thank goodness for their shade. It's a simple campgrounds, no swimming pools, markets or shops, not too big, and the price is probably in the lower category at 25 Euros a day.
In the evening we went down to the water with camera and tripod for l'heure bleue.