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I pedalled on and from kilometer 90 until 145 it was a slow and steady uphill, mostly unnoticeable until
the end. I had pretty much had enough uphil at the last 5 km, which were steeper than the rest, but the
reward lay waiting for me. A 7 km serpentine twisted and coiled down the hill non-stop for 7 km. I flew
down and it lifted my spirits up high.
As I entered my destination town Drobeta-Turnu Severin I was met by a couple on a tandem bike at an
intersection. Not only did they have a tandem, but they had extended it with a trailer. We chatted for a
bit, and the husband told me they were touring Europe and had covered over 900 km so far. Their
destination for the day was just across the Danube in Serbia.
I looked at his bike and said to him “Looks like you have a lot of baggage with you”
He looked at me and my bike and replied “You certainly seem to be travelling light.
How can you cycle 2000 km with only a couple of water bottles and no baggage?”
“Ah” I said, “My wife is travelling with me with the car loaded with baggage”
The man smiled and turned behind him to his wife on the back seat of the tandem bike
and said “You are lucky, my wife is my baggage”.
We parted our ways and I headed to the hotel with a smile on my face. Day 2 completed.
Day 2 - Meeting some fellow cyclists
Posted on July 09, 2013
The first thing I did in this morning after I woke up was peek behind the curtains to see if there was any
sign of the predicted thunderstorms. For the first time I was thankful that the meteorologists were
completely wrong. Just some harmless scattered clouds in an otherwise blue sky.
The first 50 km of the second day ride was littered with rolling hills with ascents of not more than 50
meters. The kilometers seemed to melt away.
After I passed the city of Craiova at around the 60 km mark, I saw a lone cyclist ahead of me. I caught
up with him and realised he was an older man, looking around 70 years old. I pulled up alongside him
and in my broken but best Romanian asked him where he was going. He said he was going 25 km out
of town and then 25 km back, and then proudly told me he was 80 years old. Looks like cycling must
keep you young! I cycled with him for about 20 minutes and he told me he had been cycling since he
was 60, so for 20 years. I didnt understand everything unfortunately, but he was the sharpest, fittest 80
year old I have ever seen for sure.
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