Saturday, 21 July 2018


Pausing in Ljubno, to charge my phone, dry my pinky blisters, chart the road on to Podvolovjek and waiting for drugs to kick :D (mostly referring to coffee ..) So far weather - knock on wood - is holding... I slept by the river, slightly less bushcrafting than gardencrafting, as a lady welcomed me to make use of her garden bank. All in all people are super nice around here.

Wrote a dirty poem:

Something came out of the water last night
While I slept by the river
Slender and slick
It stared at me for a long time
Which appetite hungers you? I asked.
A man is so quick to betray his ambition.
He wouldn' t let me rest until dawn-break.
I still smell of fish.