Jun 16, 2007
Oct 10, 2007
Later on, the route moved away from the river, and I found myself going through rustic villages and lovely farmland where the harvest was in full swing. The guide warned that there weren't many places to eat along the way, so I took the opportunity to stop in one village where there was a restaurant (and quite a few bikes outside)
. German is the only second language around those parts, and so I tried to interpret the menu without much success and so not for the first time ended up pointing to the plates in front of another diner to indicate my order...
In the early evening I stopped in another village where a Hungarian who'd spent the afternoon drinking tried to get me involved in a dispute between him and the other patrons - most of whom appeared to have spent the afternoon similarly. (I'd stayed all day on the Slovakian side of the river which forms the border between the two countries, and I gathered there is some patriotic rivalry)
Eventually, weary from the long ride, I found my Hotel in the rather bleak shipbuilding town of Komarno.
The forecast for Thursday looked good, and what's even better the wind was forecast to be strong in my back, a bonus as I had over 100km to cover. I soon discovered that the cycleway isn't much signposted in Slovakia, and in many places the locals had clearly broken them. (I never saw one broken sign before). It didn't matter that much, though, as I have an excellent map and for much of the day's ride I was going along the top of the dyke which edges the river, which soon turned into a huge lake as there is a massive hydroelectric dam at Cunova. I was glad that the wind was on my back, as the dyke-top is very exposed. As it was, I sped along averaging nearly 15mph, which is good for me.