Bikes on Dykes

And the sky is blue. We start our day crossing the Danube on a small car ferry and continue our journey northwards towards Budapest relieved that the gale force winds have subsided. Virtually all of our day is spent cycling on Dyke roads, some of which are even tarmaced and we feel like we are flying along at times. The majority is unsurfaced but after yesterday's grinding endurance we are well tuned to the off road experience. The roads are peaceful and quiet, the scenery stunning, and we add woodpecker, deer and hare to our list of wildlife. It is now no longer uncommon to meet cycle tourists coming in the opposite direction but whereas previously we would stop and exchange experiences we now feel content to nod or wave. We have even met two English couples but we are still the only ones mad enough to be doing this East to West when the wind is never at your back. I had hoped to return home lithe and toned but judging by the size of some of the bottoms passing us in the other direction I fear this may not be the case. It must be the beer. But OMG I need that beer, and it's not as though you can get a cup of tea here so what can a girl do? Actually arrived at our destination just before 4 o'clock - a record! Headed immediately for the hotel Wellness centre where we had an extraordinary sauna experience where the temperature was raised with copious quantities of eucalyptus oiled water and a young man wafted us with towels (I wonder if I could persuade Adam at the GCC to do this!) Simon particularly enjoyed the icy plunge pool. Now relaxing with a glass of chilled Hungarian red wine. (Mohacs to Kalocsa - 51 miles)