After the sand pyramids, I wanted to go to the high mountains again and so I headed to the mountain Bezbog.

The photos on Google Maps looked beautiful and so I was curious how it would be in real. I drove Rosinante all the way up to the Polezhan hut and from there on I lived at the small parking of the hut. The track up there got pretty offroady the last part, but no problem for Rosinante.

When I first got to the lake at the hut, I was deeply impressed by how beautiful and magical everything appeared to me. The photos can’t deliver that. It was super, super beautiful. Zauberschön, so to say. I felt like I had entered another world. A magical world up in the mountains. So green, fresh, and mystical. I loved it.

The next day I hiked on some of the summits in that area and while hiking I was flashed again and again by the beauty of these mountains. Before this hike, I never had seen lakes so high in the mountains. It felt like a different world, again. By the way: the theme melody of the first Jurassic Park movie somehow got stuck into my head. It kept repeating… all the way…

I can’t say what it is specifically that got me so moved. Maybe it’s the calm and somehow light appearance of these mountains. They are not so pompous as the Alps but still impressive, but not too impressive. They are just right and nice, at least for me.

All that beauty did flash everything of me. My mind was calm. Somehow calmed down by the impressions. I enjoyed that, as well.

And the magic mountain moments won’t end here, see the next post. It gets impressive…

After visiting the Akropolis in mid-May 2022, I organized some stuff in Athens.

Mainly I wanted to have a gas stove for cooking outside and gas bottles for it. While searching for this stuff I stumbled upon a machete. I’ve always dreamt about having a machete and chopping my way through scrub while hiking. And this one had been so badass. Like straight out of a cyberpunk samurai movie. I love cyberpunk and regarding the inevitable outbreak of the Zombiecalypse, it definitely would have been a good investment. But I didn’t buy it. After that, I checked on some additional recovery boards for Rosinante. They have been very good and in some situations, they would have become handy. But I didn’t buy them. Three years ago, I would have bought the machete and the recovery boards. But now I don’t like this accumulating of stuff anymore. Moving from a bigger car into Rosinante, I got rid of a lot. But still, I have so much stuff. And I’m fighting against adding additional stuff to it. Right now I would need at least three mules to get around with them. A whole mule family. Mhhh, that sounds quite nice to me… I might call them Rosinante one, Rosinante two, and Rosinante three… And in a Zombiecalypse, they would be the better option in the long run… Let’s see… In the end, I got the gas stove for cooking outside and even now, after two months, I use it almost every day and so that had been a good decision.

After having everything done in Athens, I moved straight on a ferry back to Evia. And there I found a wonderful new beach to live at. The road heading there has been quite offroady and fun and I had a wonderful time there.

After having arrived at the beach, I noticed a scratch on the backside of Rosinante’s cabin. It looked like it if I hit some plaster wall or something like that, but I could not remember doing so. I thought about it and concluded that there had been only one occasion on which that might happened. I wrote the owner of the camping shop where I bought the gas stove and did turn around Rosinante in a tight place and he confirmed that I hit the wall of his building. We exchanged photos and he said, that he would get in touch with me again. Until now he didn’t.

Every day at that beach, I cooked outside, washed my dishes in the ocean, read, and meditated a lot. One day I carved a little sand dragon out of some driftwood. I trained more with my bo staff and the other day, I found a bamboo bo staff at that beach and started to train Kung Fu strikes with it. On that day, I started to train almost every day. I’m still doing it and I can strongly recommend it. It’s super cheap (or even free), almost independent from weather and location, and feels super good. At least for me, it’s like that. If you want to give it a try, get yourself a broomstick or something comparable and do what she’s doing, and if you like, try what he’s doing.

I stayed at that beach for a week and apart from two friendly fishermen, who used the beach to launch their boat, I’ve been on my own all day One of the fishermen gave me some beer and one day, he took me on a small boat trip. The water has been fantastic and it has been awesome. I love the friendly locals.

The weather has been super nice but, once it started to get stormy, I moved along.