The Boys routes are beginning to merge as Bob tracks south through Romania and Mark east in Serbia. However, the heat has become unbearable and in one bar mid-afternoon the locals showed Mark a thermometer reading 46 degrees C. They told him it was too hot to cycle and kept buying his beer. Eventually and having given away six JOGLE badges, Mark was able to escape.
Much of today's cycling in Serbia has been amongst fields laden with fruit trees. And the purchase of some delicious pears from a stall outside a family home, testified to the quality of the fruit being sold. None of those tiny specimens in which the supermarkets of the UK now excel in foisting on the British public. Nevertheless, across Europe personal witness now testifies how one crop alone has accounted for 80 per cent of that being grown: Linseed. Sunflowers come a poor second but there is of course a connection: vegetable oil. Shame then that cycling past any field growing Linseed invariably involves great plagues of flying aphids.
Delicious peaches for sale in Croatia
Tomorrow Bob and Marge will both converge on the Danube, albeit it at separate points. And with 3,000 kilometres each now covered, the final destination of Istanbul is all but within sight. As a provisional date, sometime towards the end of next week is looking better than optimistic.
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