22.6.

22nd June

dear diary-reader,

as you know gravity is not a friend of the bike tourer when she's not doing her best to pull us to the painful ground at inconvenient times, she sees fit to keep us from ever reaching „the top of the hill“. This mythical place is always right round the bend or just a little bit further.

It is with these heavy thoughts that we were confronted with Lithuania's rolling countryside. A series of hilly roads stretched before us like the many arched back of a great serpent reaching from hell. On, and on, and on, we went to Moletai for some fine Svyturys beer which eased the pain and set our appetite up for the local dumplings called „koldunai“, tasty indeed!

From there we met Andrius, who brought us on a trip around the Labanoras national park. This trip, and the resulting cycle to the sleeping place shall not be commented upon this writer! This is because a, they won't let me write bad words and b, I'm trying to forget it for sanity's sake. I'm sure somebody more forgiving will fill in the details but basically we saw a tree or to then played russian-roulette -cycle. It wasn't all bad, - when we eventually arrived at a biketour recrd breaking hour, a big pot of soup was made and an old biketour friend, Iarden, was waiting for us with baclava. Cheers mate!