So, the idea was to go skiing but while waiting for the snow I grab the opportunity to go biking in the mountains. 0 degrees and fog. Not so inspiring in Bucharest
But after an hour and half a lot better. I team up with Catalin and Ionuț.
Quality gloves 😉
Nice combo of frost and sunshine
Even the cows are enjoying the mild December day
In Romania it means luck to see buckets full of water. That’s bullshit, or maybe someone else was lucky on behalf of those buckets. I wasn’t.
Short section of misery
Interesting view. From the left to the right: A synagogue, church and mosque…
Hm… not below the freezing point anymore. Fat bike wannabe… Amazing workout sort of
Still nice to get into the pace of the climbing
Today’s target reached: The Burea monastery
These paintings are from late 19th century but parts of the monastery is more than 500 years old.
The speed makes the mud release
So narrow ridge that it’s collapsing
Natural berms make it possible to go fast
OK, there is a bit of snow up there in Bucegi, but not enough for skiing. Yet.
Coming back to the luck…
Whining won’t improve things and anyway I’m getting used to have this mishap once per season and why would this season be different? Some help is appreciated
Then Catalins dad is showing up and since I insist on biking home I take over Catalins bike for the last kilometers. In spite of the mishap it was a fantastic ride while waiting for the snow to come. Catalins mum set the table with awesome traditional Romanian food. Starter: Mămăligă (like polenta), fresh cheese, garlic and Smântână
…gotta be the last mountain ride this year but let’s see…