Departed from the hotel Cubo in Ljubljana at 8 and after one bollocking from a scary Slovenian police woman for not using the cycle paths and a bottle of beetroot juice falling under the wheels of a truck, which apparently was going to make Jeremy more intelligent and more attractive to women, we escaped the city and found ourselves in the hills. Long climbs into the mountains with a positively Bavarian feel. Clusters of chalets with long steep roofs, meadows of wild flowers and roads lined with pine trees.
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| Departing Hotel Cubo |
Stopped for coffee in Rakek lovely small town in the mountains and then again back into the long climbs. Thankfully the desert training seemed to have paid off and I was fine even on the steepest climbs. As we went through the ride, the scenery changed, we left behind the alpine atmosphere as we headed down towards the coast. The feeling became Italian, valleys filled with those tall, narrow stone pine trees you see in Tuscany, olive groves and villages with red tiled roofed houses.
Lunch in Posajna and I believe it is worth sharing the key Brexit arguments. On the exit side, apparently if we in the UK, didn’t pay for all the excellent Slovenian roads, there would be some money available for filling in all our own pot holes, the arguments in favour of staying include the notion that with the obvious exception of our wives, Slovenian women are far more attractive than thir British counterparts and that we may not be able to eat ‘risotto’ were we to leave th EU.
So an afternoon of long slow descents and we got to our destination, Piran about 5. Piran is a beautiful sea side town, grand sea front buildings with a degree of faded elegance, lots of yachts bobbing up and down in the Adriatic and lots of beautiful people at their leisure. An excellent sea food restaurant this evening, Pri-Mari and now off to bed
Todays stats: 90 miles average 14 mph, 1550 meters of climbing
Keep you posted
GPX file of today's route Ljubljana to Piran
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