May 15, 2014
Let's start with calm, at 13:30.
Leave a nice room takes time ...
We washed all the clothes last night but everything is still really wet!
Daniele tries to straighten the front wheel of the Président. After a few miles of ups and downs (temperature always about 10°) finally comes the true descent. The mountains disappear and the hillside arrives. A soft up and down between the woods.
For thirty kilometers nothing but woods, occasionally a car. Is there some group of houses in a while, but apart from the barking of dogs (all strictly to the chain) we do not hear any noise, not
a radio, a TV, the cry of a child.
We arrive along the river Kupa. Impressive. Although it seems on the verge of overflowing.
Then Karlovac, cross the city, which we liked (for those who like a “decadence”).
It starts to rain and soon after the city we stop to sleep in the usual grove, but this time no good sprites. It was a scary forest, tall trees and with a very thin trunk. With a strong wind some branch broke and we could hear the noise, a bit disturbing.
We cooked with the helmet on our heads!
May 16, 2014
We survived the night.
No trees collapsed on the tent. But it's raining, raining, ultra-raining...
We had seen the weather reports but we were hoping, as often happens, that they’ll be wrong. And instead this time they got it right.
We start at 10.00 am with 30 kilometers of real plain.
We return along the river Kupa. We stopped to eat under a bus shelter.
The Président falls from its stand and roll! He almost ends up in the river!
While we eat are approaching two dogs, one smaller and coward and the other a bit bigger, he looks like a big puppy. He brings us sticks to play with us. It has a collar so it is with someone, maybe it escaped from the chain.
We leave and the dog follow us for a couple of kilometers. In the meanwhile he stop being “the dog”, we give him a name: Scoppio. We try to convince hime to go back, but nothing.
We stop because the Président need a straightened to the back wheel.
Scoppio always here, he takes some naps then he gets up and licks us.
We go, it continues to rain non-stop since this morning.
And Scoppio follow us, downhill he does 35 km/h, we think that sooner or later he will get tired and come back.
After 20 km we start to worry. It does not give the slightest hint of wanting to go back and not be tired!
We think that maybe we should find a room so that he could surrender. In the tent there would be no hope. Eventually Scoppio follows us for 60 kilometers, come with us in the city, Sisak.
We’re very wet. We find an “apartmani”, we give him two sausages and greet him.
We hope he will find someone who is good and who loves him. Or maybe it will be here waiting for tomorrow morning.
We really do not know what has prompted him to follow us for 60km under the rain.
We had not even given something to eat. Maybe he just wanted to run.
We are very worried but we can not do much for Scoppio.
Although we'd like to take him with us for the whole trip!
May 17, 2014
We wake up and still raining. We go out to breakfast, there is no Scoppio.
I am happy he didn’t waited for us but also sad because he’s not here.
For breakfast we have 3/4 fried eggs with ham, juice and coffee: the so-called breakfast of the champions!
Restart: luckily flat. I always think about Scoppio. It seem to me to see or hear him every time I hear a dog barking.
Fortunately, the place where we "left" him is a park along the river so we hope he could find someone who will adopt him.
Continuing to ride we see what the flood left behind. The woods are completely flooded, you only see the tops of the trees and seems that crocodiles can suddenly appear. A true swamp.
We go in search of the alcohol for our stove but can’t find it. Finally we understand how they call it in Croatian, and that is found only in hardware store but it's saturday and everything is closed.
Bucolic road between sheep and singing chickens to Novska.
After we start looking for a place to sleep but it’s not simple. It seems that this is the most densely populated area of Croatia!
On the left there is a small road that goes in the grove. We put the tent on a field after the cemetery just next to the road. It's a quagmire, but we did not have many alternatives. Also it’s quite cold, there will be 8° and with lot of humidity, we'll have to sleep with the hood on our head.
We woke up around 7:30 and, for a change, it's raining! Few people pass by the road next to us, going to the Sunday Mass. They ignore us.
At 11:00 we leave. It rains at times but it is hotter than yesterday.
After about twenty miles, just before Nova Gradiska, flat tire on the back wheel. I try to patch it but as soon as we put the bags, ready to go, on the ground again.
I have to start all over again! Meanwhile, an elderly gentleman bellied cames out from his house, he want to help. He do not understand why a woman is changing by herself the tube.
It Seems to be all right, but to remove the back wheel the shifter cable must be removed from the hub gear and registered again, and it's a problem!
It takes us more than one hour (also with the help of elder gentleman). We leave late.
We take a room in a little village called Oriovac. They also have a restaurant, very cheap, is called "Lui"
We are welcomed by Ilia, a truck driver with a few teeth, nice face and, above all, speaks english.
The wife cooks in the restaurant. After dinner he offer us plum Rakija made by him! Very good, we drink three glasses and we go to sleep happy! Tomorrow we go to Bosnia! We hope to find alcohol for the stove, it seems that nobody knows what it is and we so we can’t cook.