Today we were woken up by the sound of a shepherd and his flock at our riverside campsite, making their way to a pasture nearby ………
With the sun soon drying the dew off the tent we were on our way to find a Paprika Centre mentioned in the e-guide to the Danube cycle way that we have been using…. after all we were in the middle of Hungary’s prime paprika growing area….
We arrived at the appropriate village but no signs, no indication of where it may be. Asking a few people we passed with the words “paprika centrum?” “paprika muzeum”, some mime brought one suggestion with a few gesticulations, left, right…. along a winding road….. after a bit more exploration we didn’t manage to find anything beyond what appeared to be a factory shop (which was closed because it was Sunday).
Disappointed, we carried on our route along quiet country roads, decent surfaced cycle paths, and the occasional stretch of gravel.
Being a Sunday we thought the best option was to stop at Baja, a medium sized town on our route to find a restaurant to eat a large lunch so that our provisions we had in our panniers would be sufficient for our supper. We managed to find a mexican style restaurant which provided us with an excellent and satisfying lunch , just under HuF 5000… sounds a lot but it was the equivalent of just over €16… and then Diana located an Italian style ice cream shop which was proving very popular with the locals.
On our way again we were passing lots of fields of paprika seedlings, some fields of purple poppies, maize, wheat and sometimes herds of sheep .
We reached a small village just off the cycle track where there was a campsite mentioned in our e-guide (last updated 5 years ago) … a tour round the village, query at a small bar brought no joy apart from an offer of “zimmer” – a room for the night…. on to the next village with a supposed campsite….. again no campsite apparent… then we followed an overgrown track which our GPS showed led us to the supposed campsite. Here we discovered a concrete wash-house/toilet block amongst the trees…… locked….. a couple of standpipes …turned off …. so we decided to wild-camp at the spot since it was right beside the Duna with a little sandy beach and quite attractive.
Having had a sweaty ride we were both looking forward to a nice shower…. and we didn’t fancy a dip in the cold river( it was getting near sunset)… but we set up camp for a night’s rest on our last night in Hungary. Diana had never wild camped before so unfortunately had a fitful night being a little nervous about the location and her vivid imagination.
Kolocsa to Mohacs: 58 miles
Distance travelled so far: 1794 miles