32.5km

We woke with a brilliant sunlight lighting up the small chapel on the next ridge beyond the deep valley. This was our most scenic day possibly thus far. We followed the ridge line and opted out of dropping 500 meters to Logarska Dolina, for we knew it would be another 800 up to our highest mountain pass, rather than the modest 300 or so to another border crossing into Austria.  We got to the top picked some mushrooms from the forest and made a little feast of soup and mushrooms with onions cooked in puimpkin seed oil. Deeeeelish! At the top we began to admire some very old and well kept, vintage, Sports cars speeding by with numbers and a little sign Announcing Adriatic 2009. We first saw five and were impressed, we then saw another five and then began to wonder, then we began riding our long decent into an Austrian valley, and got passed by twenty more racing cars. The decent was fast and winding. We felt best to pull of and let them pass. We watched one hundred or so James Dean like men driving, top down with their ladie’s head’s wrapped and fancy scarves blowing in the wind. We would later catch up to this pack in Bled, Two days Later. The decent into the valley was fantastic, yet bittersweet. It took us down some 800 meters to a road that only led us back up another 650 or so, and with no good areas to pitch a tent to rest for an early morning attack of the mountain pass. We began up and quickly realized that this was no ordinary road, this was an perfectly engineered roadway for cyclists climbing a mountain. It was a very suptle grade the horseshoed back and forth for nearly 6 Kilometers up nearly 700 meters to another border crossing with beautiful mountain views the entire way. We felt we could ride a rode like this for the remainder of our trip. We rode down the other side in slovenia and got a room with a sunset view of the mountain range in the deistance, and we felt good!