The plan for our second day at lake Bohinj was to find a place to leave the bikes and hike up into the Julian Alps but as we set up the tarp to sleep under that night I made a mistake. I said that I wanted it to rain, just enough to test my tarp out and see how it handled some precipitation. Well the rain gods or whatever must have misunderstood my message somehow as, once again on this tour, we spent the night sheltering from a deluge that lasted the entire night, the noise alone was incredible as the rain hammered loudly against the trees and our tarp and equipment. When we woke it was still raining and the decision was made to abandon the climb and move on south with the hope of escaping the wet and stormy micro-climate of the mountains. Continue reading Rained off at Bohinj
The ride from Ljubljana was really punishing, the inclines went on for miles at a time and just when we’d managed to settle into a rhythm some hairpin sharp bends would throw the road into an even steeper ascent forcing us to fall back to our lowest gears.
Arriving at the lake was at first an anticlimax, it didn’t look very charismatic, it was beautiful but not imposing and the surrounding mountains looked flat compared to what we had just ridden through. I wasn’t put off though, I knew this was the flat side of a long lake and I wasn’t going to be disappointed. As we approached the far side the mountains rose up enclosing us against the water’s edge. We sat beside the lake admiring the vestibule created by the calm mirrored surface of the lake at the bottom, mountains and waterfalls at the sides and heavy clouds above, it was as if we were in a cocoon. Continue reading Lake Bohinj and the Julian Alps