Slovak expedition

So we went back to Slovakia. We were there because last week, nearly 400 km there and the next day the same thing back. But last week it was purely a women's ride. Cuba, and Masha Reggaeho we left in Hradec. This time we went the full report. 10 cuttings I prepared for the journey, all crammed into the car and cracked at the seams -   not easy to strategically deploy 6 males, 2 people, sleeping bags and tents, food for the journey that it reached Cuba, but it nezbaštila Sněhulí Masha, who sits in the row behind us and   I did not just stop in Svitavy at the pump on a baguette. The girls knew that it would be a long road back to the calm and turned into clusters and slept. Just Sněhule who love to "controls" to monitor the long journey. Even in Brno I felt grumpy and nodding his head to under his breath, "Well, here too meet you, we went through here last week, now comes the terrible roar of the highway from Brno to Bratislava ..." In Brno we took a break and after the hour went on another trip. The journey from Brno to Bratislava ... who disbelieve seen. Man if you are just after the railway track sleepers. I wondered if this would be passing each section of the highway should not be subsidized coupon for a discount or at least in the service charge for returning the vignette. That would probably still have to pay the price. Cuba to spread on the dashboard all the rich food that we rode with him and because of the roar you can not talk, eat. Before we reached the Slovak border, the food disappeared from the dashboard. And because it was a little more time, we turned to the Little Carpathians, into the woods. There, the two-hour walk properly Pešan some exercise and the rattle-rattle highway to clear the head. So do we. We have stopped in the beautiful town of Modra, the square sat in the garden, put some coffee, buy a local Carpathian wine and then off to Bratislava.

We came into camp about eight o'clock, and since I had last week called ahead and knew that the show because of all the cottages are occupied, we were ready to build the tent. Lord of the reception after my tentative inquiry, whether the loosened bungalow, with a smile he said "And yes ... you know that?" Wow .... what we need. It is not at all easy to find accommodation with 6 pejsanama and even to the capital. The house is usually willing to accommodate one, those very tolerant and two dogs, but when I say six, mostly bashing me with the phone, I try to be polite say zoo or farm cooperative.

Accommodation was magical, bungalow, three beds in it, a few meters to the beach of the Danube .... Of course we first had to feed the dog. Hunger was squinting and emphatically gave clear that she knows that we all ate steaks and left them with nothing. Feeding was carried out for the great attention of all passers-by. Fortunately it were all   dog owners feeding and watching wild animals with a smile. All the cottages could be heard dogs barking, and sometimes still vyčesávali dostříhávali those with long hair, rehearsed elsewhere right attitude and showing teeth together and everyone is asking each other's experience and accomplishments or those of the exhibitions or to those they judge. After the meal came to walk on the beach. It's getting late, so we had it free and the dogs chased and played to stiff limbs stirred along the way. The sun was setting, the wind calmed, the level of the Danube as a mirror, all quiet and peace. The rozčísla Sněhule. In his rashness somehow did not notice it,   what looks like a mirror, is water. In the chase, and flew high speed directly into the Danube. For a while it seemed to run on the surface, I totally caught her breath. But not run. Suddenly he fell and disappeared below the surface. When washing ashore, fortunately preserved peace and swam to shore. We sigh of relief - can swim - so far the most browsed in the water along the shore. She looked a bit like an otter. But it does not   nerozhodila situation. Several times he shook himself, several times threw a furtive glance to the water, it probably still would not believe that the meadow was so cold and wet. Then it flew with the others and quite surprisingly quickly withered away. It was fortunately a lot of heat. After dark, we put mongrel into huts with Cuba and we went to a restaurant on the beach in the calm finally deserved to drink beer.

A free bed I put our blankets, and when we lie down while dragging the Pešan who will sleep where. Masha took a large part of the bed, of course, with pillow under his head. It is the oldest, greatest, wisest, best .... no it's just the law. But it was not as Cuba grandmother told at home that morning, Masha was published before the huts at night shirt and cap and long scanned the area, looking for where the showers. Cuba Reggouše he had received the night.   I fought for my bed and it seemed to lose. They wanted it to be all girls collies. There was nothing to do, we are commanded down, I sleep here. Just before I fell asleep Sněhule crept quietly through the night and slept in my legs. I knew that I could stretch my legs.

And getting up before six in the morning before he wakes up the rest of the camp. Off to the beach, take a paddock, and then fed up to the exhibition. Bratislava has the advantage that it can be parked in front of the exhibition hall, around a lot of green and some trees. I have endured hot lunch cool. A successful day, we finished with Cuba a decent dinner in the garden in the pedestrian zone of the old city. And in the evening we had rehearsed, as well as the next morning.

On Sunday we went right back after the assessment. All this time the weather was beautiful, warm sunshine. When we arrived in Brno and made ​​a break for coffee, suddenly I hear the rain drumming on the roof. We ran to the parking lot and stopped us not rain, but a big storm buckskin. Because of the dogs remained in the car all the windows open enough. Masha is printed on the bag in the middle of the car. But Sněhule slept in his seat. Absolutely it his job that runs after her water. Who knows if he even noticed it. After bathing in the Danube is apparently quite resistant to most any cákancům. But done well, that did not get up from the seat. My seat was and Cuba durch wet. I really did not want to go more than 200 kilometers and to sit in wet conditions. I put myself under a plastic plate. It was therefore thought! In Graz, I've had quite a wooden butt. And so I stopped driving, stayed the night and continued to farm until Monday. At least I enjoyed my grandmother's cakes with rhubarb. Sheep not know that I promised to return on Sunday evening, but I came up on Monday morning. Cheerfully greeted us and went back to grazing.

 

 

 

May 21, 2008