. The cycle continued through gorgeous landscapes of autumn fields. After no shop in Rosovets, realised we had made an error not bringing a picnic and had to make do with a feast of "Polly's Emergency Only Supplies." Butter biscuits, cereal and an apple actually quite filling, especially as we had a litre of milk. No idea when we bought it, but long life doesn't go off - does it? The next 4 miles were uphill un till we found ourselves at the top of a mountain with an incredible view. Starting to see why the guide book described this as Lord of the Rings scenery. remembered top put all our layers back on before the 6 miles descent so that we could enjoy it without freezing. The few cars we saw beeped at us in excitement and one van even stopped to ask directions. Not sure we gave helpful advice, but he seemed happy. The scenery coming into Turia and then Pavel Banyo was aboslutely spectatcular, and in the summer would be incredible for camping. Everyone seeemed to be spending their saturday logging trees for the winter, and we passed trucks, horses and donkeys fully loaded up. Villagers watched us in surprise as we passed, we were definitely not a common sight. Arriving in Pavel Banyo, our first stop was a cafe for an enormous slice of cake after a poor lunch. The town was definitely a tourist desination for locals, and had a great atmosphere. All of the hotels were fully booked, but we were very happy with our little room in a 2* guesthouse until I woke up the next day covered in bites (which are still itching me now, 4 days later) What is the deal with bed bugs, do they stick in your clothes? Are we infected?) That night we chose a funny local restauarant to eat and randomly ordered from the menu, Turned out to be an enormous plate of chiken livers each!! Actually quite tasty and probebly very good for you. The waitress thought Mikey was hilarious (I think it was the beard) and tried to take a picture of him on her phone whilst hugging me.We also made freinds with three locals who were ending a hard days work logging drinking lost of Bulgarian brandy Raki. One of them was too shy to talk to us because he didn't speak English like his friends. They definitly didnt speak English, just said a lot of random words like 'John Fitzgerald Kennedy' to us.
Dragged ourselves out of bed to leave at 9. Lovely to start in the brilliant sunshine after the rain/snow of our previous few days. Had traditional Bulgarian breakfast of cheese pastries from the bakery and a coffee from hole in the wall, sitting in the town square, eagerly watched by 7 hungry kittens. As usual Mikey cleverly navigated our way out of the city, which was actually pretty quite on a Saturday morning. Obviously everyone else had been out partying the night before, unlike us. (Our Guesthouse owner Miroslav was laughing at us last night when we came back to the room at 9.30pm on a Friday night.) Got a bit worried when we found the red road we were supposed to take for the whole day and saw big red crosses through the names of the towns. Cars were taking the road however so we risked it. Turned out it meant that the road was very bad in places, but ok for bikes, and actually meant that it was nice and quite for us. Pedalled through gorgeous sunshine to Brezovo where we stoppped for quick drink and managed to log onto wifi. Recieved the really sad news that Brad and Bobby's fantastic fun-loving foster dad died on Monday.So sorry not to be at home to support Jean and the boys, sending all our love to them and know that their Bosham family and friends do too