Everybody was warning me how cold it will be today. Yes it was fresh, but a clear blue sky (perfect weather to fly). I left Budapest in a warmup speed along the Duna. But somehow I had trouble getting in gear today. After 30km I thought the first time that I had enough for the day. As I went close to the river I was looking out for a spot to stay. But there were so many houses, that I had to go for a while before I found something a bit away from the river.
I did some modifications one the back bags, I actually should have done before leaving. Better late than never. The front bags suffered quite a bit on the single trails in the slovak mountains, so I was sewing for an hour to fix the bigger holes. By the way these low rider bags are also refered to as "road master". On the single trails I was often thinking of them as "off road disaster". They are a bit large and got caught every now and then by some obstacle.
Now the fox is howling. They are nice creatures, but their voice...
I did some modifications one the back bags, I actually should have done before leaving. Better late than never. The front bags suffered quite a bit on the single trails in the slovak mountains, so I was sewing for an hour to fix the bigger holes. By the way these low rider bags are also refered to as "road master". On the single trails I was often thinking of them as "off road disaster". They are a bit large and got caught every now and then by some obstacle.
Now the fox is howling. They are nice creatures, but their voice...
