66km

It was a very pretty morning. This was maybe our best campsite yet. We woke up with the church bells at 6 in the town below in the valley and ate a breakfast of oatmeal and kielbasa sauteed with onions. We moved quick, however, because the cows were released to graze and were far too interested in us. With just a thin hotwire seperating us and a giant bull we thought it best to get out, and get out fast! The morning was mostly downhill except one section on the wrong rode pushing up a dirt track at probably 20% grade. After probably 30km down a valley surrounded by tall hill, we passed through a glade to discover the hills were gone. We quickly grew bored and threw on the iPod to give us a boost. We broke a tent pole at our first paid campground, but a nice man helped us solve the problem.