Once again this morning I found myself having breakfast coffee in Bardejov due to my car needing to visit the mechanic. The sun shone and it was nice to be amongst the history and culture of the town. I had chance to visit the ‘army shop’, a wooden portal a in located in the car park of a German supermarket. I picked up a poncho cheaply but was beaten to a green canvas rucksack by a red faced villager who oozed alcohol from every pore.
If the weather holds, tomorrow I’ll try out my new hammock and tarp. I still haven’t got over the flu but a sudden business cancellation has left me a night’s free time and I want to make the most of the rutting period before the stags are slaughtered, one by one…..