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Poland To Czech With Nitwits
Ride Date - Mid July 2024
By Bogger
Day 6
Morning soon came around and it was time to pack away and head for The Czech Republic. Camping at Plaza Czocha Beach Resort had been cheap at £5.60 a night, bargain. Sadly they didn’t do breakfast so we headed back to the small village we had passed through yesterday.
Luckily there was a Lidl type shop there and we all went inside and chose something to eat now and something for later. I’d paid with Zloty and as I’m walking out I’m doing a calculation in my head as to how much I had actually spent. From recollection I'd picked up about five items. A small bottle of fresh orange, a croissant filled with jam, a bag of sweets, a bag of crisps and a small yogurt. Total cost £1.35! Jason came out behind me and I could see him doing a similar calculation to me. Plenty cheap.
Myself and Pete would need fuel fairly soon as we hadn’t filled up last night like the others had. It’s time to get going and head towards Karlovy Vary, in the Czech Republic. Some of us had been to the Czech Republic and indeed Karlovy Vary before. The roads seemed much busier than when we were here last. The trip was beginning to tell on us a bit as well. Lots of miles on small bikes is definitely tiring.
We tried to keep off the main roads as much as possible, but there were a few miles done on the motorways. We had our usual sat-nav issues which sent us off on wild goose chases. We stopped for fuel after forty five miles. After only seventy eight miles we are all knackered and feeling very tired. Time is on our side today as we only have to cover a mere one hundred and sixty five miles in total.
We pull up in yet another small village to discuss the possibility of having a break. As it happens right across from where we’ve pulled in is a small car park with a roadside café. None of us have a clue as to whether we are still in Poland or have crossed into the Czech Republic. No matter. I’m first to the outside counter of the café perusing the menu board.
High Tech Pete joins me. I mime me taking a drink out of a cup and say coffee, café please. She nods her head in recognition of what I’m after. I also notice the seemingly universal words of Hot Dog. One hot dog duly ordered. Pete points to the menu board and in a thick Welsh accent orders coffee. She gives him a quizzical look and repeats café. Pete nods his head, points to the board and repeats café. He was a bit non-plussed when she handed him a coffee ice cream. I nearly wet myself laughing. He also cocked up the ordering of a hot dog as well.
It was fairly hot again today at 23 degrees.
We set off again and before too long we are on the outskirts of Karlovy Vary. We drop down through the forest and onto the winding B222 which hugs the banks of the Ohre river. It's really is a nice part of Europe.
Na Spici campsite in Radosov is only nine miles from the centre of Karlovy Vary but it feels like a million. The last time we were here the campsite was deserted, we were the only ones camping. Not this time, it was very busy. Oh dear, will they let us stay, is there enough room? We used our mercurial charm again and paid our site fees of seven pounds each per night. We could choose a pitch anywhere we fancied. Although busy there was actually still plenty of space. Our stay at Na Spici was for two nights.
As we are pitching our tents BCP exclaimed that he’s left a tent pole in Poland. The one which supports his front canopy has gone awol. Shaking my head I pick up my trusty Swiss Army knife and retire to the banks of the Ohre river some fifty yards away. Here I select a suitable sapling and whittle him a new three metre tent pole. It was worth it just to see his little face light up. I said to him I can make you a tent pole no problem, but the waterproof jacket that you’ve left in a layby in East Germany will take a while longer to manufacture. Tit.
No campsite cooking today, we're off up to the outdoor campsite restaurant and bar. A large steak meal with a pint of lager was a shade under fifteen pounds. Not too expensive, considering the beautiful surroundings. Obviously we all stayed until the bar shut, why wouldn’t you. Later in the evening we had ordered a round of Bechelovka, the Czechia national drink. Err we didn’t order any more, not to our taste I’m afraid.
The temperature was still high when we retired to the tents.
Total mileage 165 miles.
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Reader's Comments
nab301 said :-
£1.35 for "Breakfast" sounds good and considering the recent (hot) weather at home 23°C sounds lovely!
Nigel
15/07/2025 12:49:19 UTC
Upt'North ¹ said :-
Beer, steak, whittling and fire water....what's not to like. Just don't get caught with that knife at border control.
Upt.
15/07/2025 23:04:10 UTC
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