Rolling through Czech countryside

On our first cycling day we left Prague to go Northwest to a farm with alternative people called Mlyn, where we camped on a field full of edible plants equipped with a teepee! We finished our rocket stove with the material help from the place. We also went to a lake under the local castle ruin that turned out to be just a field of reed so instead of swimming we had a discussion about how to facilitate a biketour circle. On the second evening a person from the house took us to a village for a taste of local party with a punk band playing songs in Czech that suspiciously sounded like a rock band from the 90’s.

The next few days of cycling were quite hilly, a bit challenging for a start, a few people got lost and arrived very late at the campsite but everyone made it in the end.
We camped in very nice spots: on the bank of a lake near a castle (very slimy swim), and the next day directly on the ruins of an old Husite castle. One of my favorite campsites remains a forest where we picked raspberries, blueberries and wild strawberries, and where lots of field sorrel grew –  all of this was worth the many mosquito bites, at least to my opinion.

Our first rest day on the way south was in a picturesque village of Borotín where we found a play field with some benches, a bbq and a dry toilet. A perfect place for ecotopians to have a good rest.

The next days we found ourselves in the lowlands of Southern Bohemia. The hills were less numerous but the sun got more intense. Before crossing the border we had difficulties to find a proper place to camp due to the crazy amounts of insects and on top of that a participant had a nosebleed emergency. Luckily we got invited by one of the locals, a laid back type wearing a mohawk, to spend the night in his village. He turned out to be the mayor and led us to a sunset-filled grass lawn behind the football field.

The last day in the Czech country we cycled straight to the border wanting to have the unpleasantries of being controlled quickly behind us. We followed an empty road and before we knew it there was an Austrian sign inviting us to come over.

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