Larisa to Phocis

The hotel room in Larisa wasn’t the worse I’ve been in but it was a contender for the smallest. The door to the room wouldn’t open fully because the bed was in the way and the shower was also the toilet. Still, it was very welcome last night and I slept just fine.

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Dojran to Platamonas

We were up before the sun this morning. Packed up and ready to leave before 6:30am. How’s that for planning. Everything was going so smoothly, we were finally in Greece. Then we had a problem. We had just been through a toll gate on the E75, me, Marko and Čiča were up ahead when we noticed Milos was missing. So we pulled into a nearby rest stop to wait, and waited and nothing.

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Kumanovo to Dojran

After a quick breakfast of some Macedonia pastry ‘thing’ we left Kumanovo mid morning. We were on the highway heading south and it was getting really hot, up to 39°C at one point. We had a relatively short ride though as we were heading for lake Dojran just inside the border. On arriving at Dojran it was clear that this was a popular holiday location. There were bars and cafes all along the lakes edge and lots of people strolling about going nowhere in particular.

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Belgrade to Kumanovo

Sunday morning was our planned departure so we met at a roadside cafe in Belgrade at 9:00am for coffee. We were down to four as Igor (lawyer and Goldwing rider) who had also missed the previous fridays planning meeting pulled out at the last minute. So it was me, Marko, Milos and Milinko (aka Čiča). It was good to be riding in a group again. Our first destination was lake Oblačinsko about 160 miles south of Belgrade.

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Belgrade, Serbia

I left Baja early (ish) morning and headed south to meet Marko in Belgrade. According to the map it was only a three hour ride, but it was getting hotter and hotter which always slows things down a bit. Passing through the border was really easy, present passport, passport stamped, passport returned and away. Apart from the border station there is nothing to indicate any change, the landscape is the same, flat and the roads are still straight and long.

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Hungary

I could tell I was in Hungary, firstly because the roads consisted of a kilometre or so of dead straight sections connected by right angle bends, and secondly because of the average drivers compulsion to overtake anything in front of them.

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Austria

I left Garmisch Partenkirchen early on the Monday morning. I wasn’t the last to leave the Motorrad Days site, but not far off. The tearing down of the site itself was well underway and the town was a different place without the continuous hum of BMW after BMW passing through. It was actually quite a peaceful place.

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Not your normal road hazard

There are a lot of hazards on the roads, deer, X5 drivers but I didn’t expect a sinkhole. Didn’t see anything when I got there.

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Two things to remember

There are two things to remember when arriving in France and heading east through Belgium.

  1. Services on Belgium highways do not have ATM machines.

  2. All the restrooms require €0.70 to use.

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Trans Euro Trail

Trans Euro Trail

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