I am not a great fan of motorways, the endless tedium of riding through a landscape at speed does nothing to enhance the journey but on occasion I understand that it is needed. Taking minor roads in eastern Europe can be challenging as the roads are potholed, poorly surfaced and staffed by military and civilian police only too keen to relieve you of cash for minor traffic violations. I was stopped recently by the military police and while they checked our papers (the bikes and mine) they at least could not query the collection of vignettes accumulated for recent journeys. The chance of getting stopped in these countries is proportionally higher on an imported bike and you can be seen a mobile cashpoint by some officers so my advice is for the sake of a few Kuna or Euro get the right badge and keep a few small value euro notes in your display wallet to ease the way as needed – after all everyone has to make a living.
Monthly Archives: September 2017
Rendőrség – Could I outrun them?
I think it is fair to say that I could have outrun the Hungarian Civil Guard members who were laying in wait on the back roads near Szekszard in Tolna but even I knew better… as I traveled further east the one striking observation I have is that Policemen’s hats get bigger, I mean the cap size, enormous, like some overhanging sunshade. The car was lovely and in fairness so were they – more interested in the bike and my passport than anything else and seeing as I responded to the request for “papers please” with the correct documents they let me go. With a parting wave i noticed the lack of door trims and the fact that the boot was held shut with a bit of string and a bungee – least I could have done is given them a rocstrap…