Well, the next day we did not arrive at MotoCamp. After more detours and a ferry crossing we ended up looking for a place to stay, still a ways from MotoCamp Sibiu. The ferry looked closed, but soon a couple guys appeared and steered us into the river and across to the road continuation. At the last minute we found a wonderful place near the Tisa river in Mindszent, Hungary.
This place we would have all to our selves. It ended up a one bedroom flat raised on post to a level of out 10 feet, probably high enough to avoid the flooding of the river. The area underneath was concrete with a table and chairs. Just to the back fenced area was a wonderful fire pit, surrounded by broken, weather beaten plastic chairs. Just good enough to sit in, but beware. The motorcycle could be pulled through the front gate and parked in the covered area. Security and perfect. Upstairs was an outdoor seating area, a small but efficient kitchen, a separate shower and toilets room and an air conditioned small bedroom with a double and a twin bed. A bar was just a one minute walk away on the edge of the 200 foot wide, clean running river. Many people laid out on the elevated sloped banks while children ran and played in and around the river. The large deck of the bar had a good vantage point and we enjoyed beer and cider, a wonderful hamburger while listening to classic American rock. Ideal!
In the morning, it was off to MotoCamp. We took a route that looked interesting, but, alas, was not. We rode into the city of Sibiu from the north and made our way to MotoCamp. The host Doru, meet us and got us parked into the secure area for bikes. What a great camp. There are about 5 inside rooms, a wonderful garden area for tents shared with a couple camping buildings. There is a shared kitchen and a refrigerator full of beer, on the honor system, as a MotoCamp should be. The host, Doru, was a wonderful quiet man who had load of info about the area.
The first night we ate down the street at a little home restaurant, open just a couple days a week. The dining area was a second level deck with four tables, with a big keg steam room and surrounded by beautiful vibes and red flowers. The owner couldn’t speak English so we talk about a couple things, but somehow ordered much more that we could eat, including a wonderful carafe of red wine.
The next day we decided to tour downtown Sibiu. We walked up to the corner to find out the bus only runs once a day, and not on the weekends. The day was Saturday, but a nice lady talked with us and, using her cell phone, called for a taxi for us and made sure of the price before we left. The city was beautiful, as the photos will show.
There were a few other bikers staying at the camp with us. A young chap that had escaped the UK, working remotely, with no intention of returning to the UK until they had “Come to their senses”. Another three guys were Lithuanian, down on holiday, riding the great trails around the MotoCamp, and another guy racing in the endure event, Romaniacs. A couple days later a German tour guide, Andreas, with a couple friends in tow, showed up, headed to HU Bulgaria, where we were headed. It was a good mix of people.
The next couple days were spent riding the Transfagarasan and the Transalpina, both after Sunday, the days most passes are very busy. I have written about them before, but this time we saw a Romanian Brown Bear on the Transfagarasan. Their numbers have increased over the past couple decades where now the sittings are almost a common occurrence.
We left the next day for Bulgaria, but that will be next.