Bled, Slovenia
What a place. Knew nothing about Slovenia before arriving here, know little more now.
Today, with much levering, dug the children out to bike around the lake as the setting is stunning and the day a calm twenty two degrees. All in all, it took nearly three hours from first announcement to actually being on the bikes.
It is not a big ride, we rode clockwise, about three and a half kilometres to Bled (town) at the top of the lake and similar distance for the return. We meandered along with lots of stops and it was quite outstanding.
Apologies in advance for the excess of photos, I have already deleted over half the snaps taken today.
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| From the camp |
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| Roman leads off |
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| Iris on colleague Ashley's old bike |
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| Jacqueline |
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| This church was pealing beautifully |
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| Bled, head of the lake |
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| Possibly the most picturesque place we have been |
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| These boats ply a steady trade too and fro to the island with about twenty tourists per trip. The oarsman stands at the back facing forwards. The oars are not lifted out on the forward stroke but turned (feathered). Makes for a very quiet graceful passage |
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| The boats are stationed around the lake. At the closest point there were coach loads of people queued up waiting |
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| On returning to camp we swam in the lake. Wonderfully warm still. |
Unloaded Teasel tonight, hoping for a morning breeze for a sail then a row to the island with the family.
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| Anything above five knots is perfect for sailing. Over ten is a bit much on my own, and daunting for family |
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