Part 3: Bosnia to Montenegro

I forgot to mention the most significant incident from the previous day. The wet roads in Bosnia were extremely slippery. When there is a warning sign with a swerving car, it is to be taken seriously in Bosnia, as well as in Croatia. We had to be very careful when braking and accelerating, but eventually, I fell. On a straight road, I only slightly shifted my weight to avoid driving over a thick strip of bitumen, but my rear wheel overtook me. Fortunately, oncoming traffic and the car behind me quickly braked. The people were very helpful, they helped me lift the bike, which I couldn't do alone because I couldn't find a firm footing on the slippery ground even with boots. They immediately offered to take me to the hospital, but luckily nothing happened except that it bent the luggage rack. There was no abrasion even on the rain jacket I wore over my motorcycle jacket, that's how slippery the road was.

The second day in Bosnia was more enjoyable, also due to the better weather.

Surprisingly, we were able to ride a relatively off-road route here, as the country roads marked on the maps were no longer paved. The makeshift bridge made of rusting steel and partly missing wooden beams looked adventurous, and under this bridge you could still see the original bridge that was blown up during the war.

On today's tour, there were more warning signs for mines on both sides of the road.

At the border this time, my passport, vehicle registration, and green insurance card were checked and entered, but there were no problems. My concerns that I was not checked at the entrance were unfounded.

Upon arriving in Montenegro, it is immediately noticeable that there is much less garbage in the landscape. Overall, everything looks better rebuilt here. There are also ruins and stray dogs, but to a much lesser extent.

A magnificent landscape awaited us just behind the border. First on well-built roads with unlit tunnels carved into the rock along Lake Piva, then smaller winding roads through Durmitor National Park. Caution, there is gravel on the road everywhere. The destination was Zabljak, to be precise, the Kamp Razvrsje. Here we rented an affordable apartment, hoping to dry our clothes a bit. It was already quite chilly in the evenings at an altitude of about 1500m.

After the arrival, of course, we were greeted with a schnapps, and since we were frozen, we had a Turkish coffee right after that.

When we asked where we could shop because we needed water, we received the answer in German that tap water in Montenegro is drinkable, and it's not like in Germany. :) Nevertheless, we initially followed the advice from various forums and guidebooks not to drink it unboiled. Since the heating wasn't working, the oven had to heat our room.

Now we had arrived at our first destination. We wanted to stay here for four nights and go on tours in the surrounding area in the coming days.

Conclusion of the day (and basically the whole trip): Everything somehow works, but nothing really. Hereinafter referred to as Balkan style.