Chapter 4: Bulgarian Blues(Moldova-Romania Border to Burgas, Bulgaria)
The only other non-motorised transport accompanying me on my ferry crossing of the DanubeLooking back at the tower blocks of Galati from the far bank of the DanubeWaking up after a rough night’s sleep after my escape from the Romanian farmer and his bucketAn example of one of the many farms I passed in this area of the Danube DeltaGrim weather and a drab landscape made this portion of Romania a bit of a slogPedalling through a mist-shrouded world as I close in on Romania’s Black Sea coastUnfinished tower blocks and construction sites materialising out of the mist as I pedalled along the Black Sea coastCamping in a luxurious, mostly snow-free ditch just shy of the Romania-Bulgaria borderOne of the many articulated trucks that would speed past with inches to spare on the extremely dangerous road south of DobrichTrudging through the mud on the roadside verge not long after my frightening near-miss and mental breakdownContinuing my six kilometre trudge through the muddy verge as the weather worsened even furtherFinally reaching the turn-off from the dangerous road where I was able to pedal into the silent, misty forested hillsA morning view of the remote woods I had camped in