After a few kilometres of hard going over coarse gravel on the
TransDinarica route – with wheels that skidded when the slopes got a bit steeper and a bike that slid backwards on the cobbles when I stopped – I decided not to follow that route any longer and to switch to the tarmac
komoot an alternative I’d planned as a back-up. I was still feeling the effects of my cold, and the effort required on the rough gravel proved too much for me to sustain for long.
Then a battle with the navigation apps began. Activating the Komoot route was no problem, but Transdinarica uses the
Ride with GPS app, and I couldn’t turn that route off. The result: a really annoying beep every minute telling me I’d strayed from the route. I asked AI for help to stop the navigation, put my phone on ‘silent’, deleted the route from the app… All of which
none advance (useless).
Eventually, I got so fed up with those non-stop jingles that I deleted the whole app from my phone. Then peace and quiet returned, and I followed the Komoot route through the Vela Voda Valley to Ilirska Bistrica. A pleasant paddle along a gently undulating, fairly quiet tarmac path through the beautiful valley.
In Ilirka Bistrica, I saw that 10 km further on there was an unstaffed campsite, run on a donation basis, for slow-travelling tent travellers. It was worth cycling a little further, as staying in a B&B every day was proving a bit expensive.
And what a place it was: a toilet cubicle with toilet paper, a hot shower (gas-heated), a fridge (powered by solar panels) stocked with drinks, a kitchen with a gas hob and some basic provisions and drinks, a dining table with comfortable chairs, and electricity for my phone (no need for bike batteries). In Italy, I once paid 27 euros for a pitch in a patch of weeds, with nothing but a toilet without paper and a washbasin with cold water.
It’s a shame that the temperature here drops so much as soon as the sun sets behind the mountains, so I had to crawl into my sleeping bag quite early to keep warm.