The "summer camp phenomena" - you meet and bond with old and new friends, then after a great time in a great place, you all have to say good by and head your separate ways.
Two days ago we left Kotor Bay, biking into Bosnia for a one night stay.
In mountainous areas they usually place country borders on the ridges, which means checkpoints are at a pass. So we once again had the challenge of a climb (and once again the challenge of the heat), but then we got to cool off on a great downhill.
We stopped to visit a bee keeper and learn a bit about his apiary, followed with a honey tasting that included the chance to try a honey based Rakia (the honey sweetness did a lot for its palate).
The next day started with a van transit across the Croatian border for the final day's ride along the Mediterranean.
Our farewell dinner was inside the walled city.
The next morning I had an early flight. As I boarded, it started to rain. Rain on Day 1 and then at the very end. It was nice to be able to keep the rain gear packed, but on some of those warm hills a little drizzle would have been appreciated.
Five countries, ~ 240 miles, 15,000+ vertical feet. A good ride. Farewell Balkans,
Zbogum збогум (Macedonia)
Lamtumire (Albania)
Dovidenja! (Montenegro)
Zbogom (Bosnia)
Dovidenja (Croatia)