DickyB's Turkish Delights

Discussion in 'Epic Rides' started by Dickyb, Aug 16, 2008.

  1. Dickyb

    Dickyb Bewildered Adventurer

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    Mein Gott! Hope he's got a spare starter motor:wink:
  2. Dickyb

    Dickyb Bewildered Adventurer

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    Well if you were Norwegian you probably would give up on the wood (and Beatles songs), jump on your bike and ride some 3500kms to meet your wife and daughter for a week in the sun and then head back to the land of Trolls:eek1 This bloke did just that A Viking searching for the south east end of Europe. - ADVrider

    and popped in on his way back oop North:clap


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    Johnny hadn't done much off road. No time like the present so off we went heading for the summer pastures. We weren't the only ones:bert


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    5 days walking from Kas to their summer grazing. A trip we would manage in two hours:pynd But hey, we're not there yet. Not far to go


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    There you go:happay


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  4. JohnnyTh

    JohnnyTh Been here awhile

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    I did more off roading that day then i ever tink i will. Great fun it was to.

    Thank you, i had a great day!

    Btw it was 5200 km to Alanya. Including all sighting on the way down:D
  5. Dickyb

    Dickyb Bewildered Adventurer

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    [QUOTE

    Thank you, i had a great day!

    Btw it was 5200 km to Alanya. Including all sighting on the way down:D[/QUOTE]


    Oops, getting my kilometers confused with my miles:becca Easily done at my age:grim

    Cheers,

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  6. Dickyb

    Dickyb Bewildered Adventurer

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    ...........Johnny had never seen a tortoise in the flesh (or shell). This cheeky chappy obliged:clap


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    The happy couple :feelgood



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    Leaving the upper pastures behind:cry



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    It was time to head down and home for dinner:dg



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    A great day with great company. All the best for your future travels Johnny:ricky


    Cheers,


    Dickyb
  7. Dickyb

    Dickyb Bewildered Adventurer

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    Now some folk have been wondering where the author of this thread

    VIA MEDITERRA - The journey around the Med with an HP2

    had got to. Well, he's been busy taming Tigers here in Turkey:ricky


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    "Oi, ride it like you stole it!"



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    "That'll do nicely:wink:"



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    "Dirty it up a bit too while you're at it!"



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  8. kktos

    kktos on a bright side of life

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    And Die Fräulein ?:D
  9. Dickyb

    Dickyb Bewildered Adventurer

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    She will be along shortly:D



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    Dickyb Bewildered Adventurer

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    .................Dirk was in town to do what he does best:clap



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    Diana was in town to do some modelling, shooting and off roading:wink:



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    on her big Beemer:eek1



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    Cheers,


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    Dickyb Bewildered Adventurer

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    Felt a bit of a confessional thing coming on after years of enjoying myself on the sun kissed Med coast of Turkey. Popped into a mosque and tried to remember how the chant went. "Bless me father for I have sinned it has been more than a day or two since my last confession..........."

    "Nay lad, nay," muttered an angelic voice in a thick Yorkshire accent. "Take theeself to a proper church, one with a big steeple with walls hewn out of solid rock and big f..k off wooden beams. Once there prostrate thyself and make amends to the big lad. While your at it, take Cluj that stuffed dalmatian pup on a pilgrimage to the town of his spawning. Oh, and peace be with you my son."

    And so it came to pass that we mounted our noble steed with Cluj strapped safely to the Mrs and headed off in search of redemption:wink:

    Muffin saw us off the premises:D


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    Alas, the road to redemption was not to be all plain sailing. Well it might have been were we mounted in a boat rather than on two wheels. A mighty storm hindered progress. Petrol stations provided agnostic sanctuary:clap


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    Our first stop in Christian lands was Idilevo in Bulgaria. Home of RTWDougs Motocamp. We took the road less travelled:evil




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    "Hey, let's follow the little folk 'cos we know the big chap looks after children!"



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    Nope, seems as though they worship false gods powered by petrol around these parts:huh



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    Now I am more than capable of finding my version of heaven and spiritual completeness on two wheels. The Mrs is less shallow and craved the smell of incense:eek1 "Let's plough a furrow onwards and upwards" suggested she. So off we went in the general direction of Rila taking in the Troyan pass:clap


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    Lake Batak



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    and another lake



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    and another one! Crikey, Bulgaria has a Lake District:1drink



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    Eventually managed to find some holy water:freaky


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    which made the Mrs look all blurry. Two flowers in one shot:feelgood



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    Anyway, enough time to repent tomorrow at the Rila monastery:eek1


    The following day dawned, always a relief. Time to seek forgiveness :wink:


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    Impressive, in many respects:clap



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    Though Cluj was a tad nervous of the men in black:eek1



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    To calm the little chap down we took a cable car up Rila mountain passed the seven lakes where he could meet one of his own:wink:



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    Didn't seem to do him, or the Mrs, much good though:cry



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    Little lad seemed much happier on the way back down.



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    Bulgaria, a land of contrasts, got to love the place:clap

    Next stop Transylvania and more churches than you can shake a prayer book at!


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  13. Dickyb

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    ..........Now if you like churches on steroids the Saxon villages in Transylvania are the places to go. Got to cross the Transalpina pass first though:eek1. Cluj prepares to do a runner while the Mrs is not looking:wink:



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    Now, a bit of history courtesy of Wikipedia :clap " The Saxon villages of Transylvania appeared in the twelfth century when the Kings of Hungary settled German colonists in the area. They had a special status among nations in the province and their civilisation managed to survive and thrive, forming a very strong community of farmers, artisans and merchants. Being situated in a region constantly under the threat of the Ottoman and Tatar invasions, they built fortifications of different sizes. The most important towns were fully fortified, and the smaller communities created fortifications centered around the church, where they added defensive towers and storehouses to keep their most valuable goods and to help them withstand long sieges." One of the smaller towns was Cristian near Sibiu



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    Gotta just love these places. This one was looked after by a cuddly blonde haired, blue eyed matriarch of advancing years. There was no doubting her German lineage or her dedication to her cause:deal


    How do Romanians go to church?



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    Just kidding, this chap was probably off to toil in the surrounding fields. A climb up to the clock tower yielded stunning views of the town and the land beyond



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    Whilst those without a head for heights took refuge from the 35 deg C heat:kboom


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    Bubbly gal went on to explain that the streets of Cristian were a stork nursery:huh Apparently the storks are rounded up (somehow) in Autumn and ushered into massive greenhouses where they are fed over winter and then released again in Spring. They re-occupy their old nests and get on with the business of raising the next generation:super



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    Just along the road we trundled into the UNESCO listed town of Biertan



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    dominated by it's fortified church:eek1



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    The fortified churches provided sanctuary to the inhabitants of the villages whenever the 'orrible Ottomans or terrible Tatars felt the urge for a bit of raping and pillaging. Each church had at least one, often three, surrounding walls with towers strategically placed along them:gdog


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    Praising the big lad above was an arduous affair with the negotiation of a stairway hacked out of the local forest:lift


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    More industrial carpentry was required to support the roof of the bell tower



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    Whilst inside the church more subtle carpentry was employed:wink:



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    Whatever one's religious persuasion it is hard not to be moved by the size of the buildings and the skill employed in their construction:bubba



    Next stop Sighisoara.


    Rolling up at the hotel we expected the "No room at the inn" treatment". Instead we got a "In my father's house there are many mansions and you can have one for 50 bucks a night!" greeting:clap


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    There are plenty of sights to see in Sigy. This one cost me three Hail Mary's and two Our Father's from the Mrs:cry



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    For anyone with an interest in photography the place really becomes interesting as the sun goes down



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    A magical place:raabia


    Next stop, Maramures and the Merry Cemetery :rayof
  14. Dickyb

    Dickyb Bewildered Adventurer

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    .........Now if you want to go out with a giggle the Merry Cemetery at Sapanta, on the Ukranian border, is the place for you:thumbup




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    A young chap singing "Bestiality is best, boys."? :eek1




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    There is, however, tragedy among the humour :cry




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    For a little village the inhabitants were a racy bunch. Her attractions were her downfall :(:



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    Cluj's instincts took over causing him to gaze at the last round up :wink:




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    But the grim bloke wielding the scythe :grim has no respect. In the end even the chronicler gets chronicled :tough


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    We arrived at the cemetery on day one of a three day religious holiday celebrating the Holy Trinity. Locals arrived in traditional dress



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    To hear the priest conduct mass




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    The priest chanted, the choir responded. We weren't the only ones to hear the voices of angels that morning


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    Next stop, the wooden churches...............................
  15. Dickyb

    Dickyb Bewildered Adventurer

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    ..........We left Sapanta with souls sedated and rolled through pastoral countryside



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    to the monastery at Barsana



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    Exquisite architecture, beautifully landscaped




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    The monks accommodation was non too ropey either:wink:



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    The wooden church on site is typical of many that can be seen in more humble settings in local villages



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    The monastery failed to soothe my soul in the way that the Merry Cemetery did. Divinity meets Disneyland! Pay to get in, pay to take photographs, pay extra to take video. Don't walk on the grass, don't cross the rope barricades, don't attempt to engage with the scowling monks and if you don't want any of your religious beliefs shattered then don't for one minute make comparisons between the privileged position the occupants of this fortress of faith enjoy and the less salubrious surroundings of the local villagers, the ones doing the graft, toiling in the fields and wearing smiles instead of frowns. Time to head off and see how a tin or two of paint can transform a place of worship. Off to Bucovina on the back roads:clap



    "Hey Cluj, why the long face?":huh "Nice hat by the way:wink:"



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    "Oh, I see :eek1"




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    Better head for the pass, The Prislop Pass which connects Maramures to Bucovina:ricky , sharpish!



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    Phew, what a view:bubba



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    Next stop, the painted monasteries of Suceava :super



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  16. Dickyb

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    ......Off to Humor to see if the nuns have a sense of humour. "You got any bad habits, luv?" "Only the one I'm wearing, sweetie!" :pope



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    Turns out the nun was a novice nun who had a few more years of poverty, chastity and obedience to go before she became a fully fledged soul sister. Now since the age of 10 I've had a healthy contempt for black robed, mothball smelling sisters of mercy when one of them, disguised as a teacher at my infant school, nearly brought me prematurely closer to my maker by knocking seven bells out of me, almost impaling my head on a coat hook. And all for "accidentally" knocking a glass of water over Mary Kelly's watercolour which looked set to beat my pathetic entry for the weekly class painting competition! :huh



    Anyway, all that self denial can't be good for a healthy woman. If the eyes are indeed the windows of the soul the harm done is plain to see as the years advance:wink:



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    Well, unlike shallow bloke here, at least they have their beliefs and novice nun was charming and extremely helpful. When asked why the monks and nuns replied with a grunt when asked a question she went on to explain that they were probably observing a vow of silence, something the Mrs has never attempted. Ouch!" :bash



    Humor monastery is famous for it's exterior frescoes dating from 1535 and predominantly red in colour



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    Humor also has the most impressive interior frescoes




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    The monastery at Voronet is renowned for the blue colour used in it's exterior frescoes. Built in 1488 by Stefan the Great the exterior walls were painted in 1547



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    The church of the Voronet monastery is considered "The Sistine Chapel of the Orient" for the great fresco covering the whole western wall: The Last Judgement




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    While Jesse's Tree covers the southern wall,





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    The monasteries were indeed beautiful to behold but little Cluj was getting more than a tad homesick so it was time for him to go home. Heading out of Suceava to Bistrita through pointy-toothed bloke's stomping ground :bow




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    the heavens opened and we got soaked to the skin. When the rain finally stopped there was only one way to get dry, speed up and get a blow dry.............with the inevitable result :baldy




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    The guy who stopped us looked at our Turkish number plate and waved us on. His pal, sat in the car, was having none of it :asshat. For twenty minutes he shuffled my docs from one hand to the other and eventually wrote out a ticket for 54kph in a 50kph zone. Strange what goes through the mind when stood in a roaring gale, wind chill steadily lowering your core temperature, watching a large bellied bloke trying to decipher UK driving licence codes whilst his mate turns the car heater up. "Um, wonder if his pistol is loaded." Head shot, belly shot, what's my best shot?" :gun1 Fortunately the shelter from the wind offered by his partly opened door, which I'd jammed open with my right thigh in order to catch some warmth, paid off. My delirium wore off and with my stock of "Good will to all men" positively overflowing as a result of over exposure to religion I blessed him, his family and his worn out Dacia and promptly f.....ed off :ricky



    Three hours later we got Cluj home :getiton




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    Next stop. The House of Fun..............Hunedoara:wink:



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  17. Dickyb

    Dickyb Bewildered Adventurer

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    ............ Happy Hunedoara, home to the House of Fun :whip


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    Situated on the edge of a grim steel mining town Hunyadi castle is an imposing edifice where Vlad Dracul, father of Vlad Dracula was once imprisoned. If you are suffering from an abundance of mirth, merriment and good humour a tour round the torture chambers will soon change your mood :eek1:pep



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    Now Vlad the Impaler, by all accounts, was not a particularly hospitable chap. He was well known for the punishment that he adopted, the impalement, this is the reason why he was named Tepes, which means The Impaler. The method of impaling criminals and enemies and raising them aloft in the town square for all to see is associated with his ruthless image. Almost any crime, from lying and stealing to killing, could be punished by impalement. Vlad the Impaler used various means of torturing including, cutting of limbs, blinding, strangulation, burning, cutting off noses and ears, mutilation of sexual organs, scalping, skinning, exposure to the elements or to wild animals and boiling alive. Death by impalement was slow and painful. Victims sometimes endured for hours or days. Vlad the Impaler often had the stakes arranged in various geometric patterns. The most common pattern was a ring of concentric circles in the outskirts of the city that was his target. The height of the spear indicated the rank of the victim. The decaying corpses were often left up for months. :pierce




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    What a grim old place :waysad




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    After witnessing various forms of Romania hospitality we were filled with trepidation. We were due to spend the weekend with a Romanian. Would we have to provide our own spears? :2cry



    "AAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Who zat? :yikes




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    Turns out the man behind the mask was Adrian Silindean, author of Black Sea Tour 2011 - 2up on a Transalp and general all round good egg:clap. Adrian took us back to his place and showed us the sights of his home town Timisoara :super



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    Timisoara is where the 1989 revolution kicked off in Romania. Other notable notes include it being the first city in Europe to have electric street lamps (1884) and the second to introduce horse-drawn trams (1867). More importantly, to us anyway, there was to be a motorcross meet the following day:clap.



    Juliet stayed at Adrian's and plucked her nails and polished her eyebrows, or whatever women do to pamper themselves. We met up with Adrian's mate Gelu. Gelu checked that he still had two wheels and that the elastic band he uses for a chain was in imminent danger of falling off it's sprocket. ( I walk my dogs with tighter chains :wink: )




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    The riders were good :bubba




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    Bet those dudes couldn't ride a twenty year old Transalp to Vladivostok and back and live to sing about it though :kumbaya Thank God!




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    Impressed the locals though:wink:




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    Anyway, the roaming Romanian was all revved up after watching the motorcross and managed to blag a go on Gelu's KTM.





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    "Incoming :p3rry




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    Phew! :pynd



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    After a couple of hours of hooliganism it was time for three sweat soaked smelly blokes to retire to the local ice cream parlour. Angelina was between film roles, apparently :drif


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    Next stop.....................Home!
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    wow, more good stuff.....:clap


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    Dickyb Bewildered Adventurer

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    Thanks DCrider and NSFW. Didn't know anybody followed this nonsense:D

    Cheers,


    Dickyb
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    DCrider Live from THE Hill

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    Wish I could come to Turkey and follow you in person :D Did a trip to Turkey in Jan '08, loved it, hit the usual tourist spots but given it was winter we had much of it to ourselves, do hope to get back some day and see the eastern part.