Day 17
Bucharest to Sighisouara
201 miles.
Well my favourite day so far

Quick stop at Politburo HQ Bucharest. Impressive building, not sure I’d want to have been a western sympathiser being grilled by farah clad ints there back in the day …..
Headed to Transfugarrassan, I hate top gear but google it…..
Pulled up for gas and recognised the flag on a Africa twin no plate …..
2 lads, 17 and 15 legging it from Ukraine to, wherever. Had a good chat with them
They left with their their families blessing and decided to get out of dodge sharpish.
V good guys. I paid their fuel and got ice creams all round.
They were doing some off road stuff 2 up on a old AT, big respect to them for getting something done.
Onwards and I had to laugh when after all this dryness, it totally pisses down just at southern lip of the pass, biblical. Hunker down in a cafe for a bit.
It’s still 17 deg so I crack on getting happily soaked.
I can see over the carpathians highest point that it’s blue skies so I know it will clear, and it does.
I emerge on the north side of the ridge to blue skies and 28 deg.
It’s lovely to be refreshed then ride soaked in a drying atmosphere.
The road is sensational.
I meet some wild life too, park and creep as close as I dare, I didn’t feed them honest.
Last 40 miles is on back road…… occasionally passing through villages which appear really quite run down. Reminds me of Morocco with kids running out to say hi and blag sweets.
I thought I’d take a chance with this random road, having decided that Sigishouara looks a quaint place to stay. ….but it’s just been resurfaced and I swear it’s like the best race track ever, Jammy bastard.
Into town and my host says, oh put your bike in our brand new locking garage, back of the net.

I’m buying a lotto ticket tonight.
It’s so good I’ve booked another night, I’ll do the pass again tomorrow as it’s so good.
Anyway, pics have it
Stay safe y”all