And they tell me cycling is dangerous…I went to Horodiste on Saturday by bus. I first took the Marshrutka 173 (or mini-bus, maxi-taxi, rutiera, micro-bus) to Gara de Nord. Half way the Marshrutka waited at a certain point. I was wondering why, because all the seats were taken, but apparently that was not enough and after some 5 minutes we left, overloaded. By the time we reached the bus station my face had turned into a kind of yellow and I stumbled out of the bus. Fortunately there was enough time to recover as the bus to Horodiste would leave in an hour. I strolled down the market around the bus station to pass the time and to not get cold.
I was ready to go until I saw the bus, which certainly wouldn’t have past the MOT test in the Netherlands. And then people tell me cycling is dangerous. I didn’t worry however and I enjoyed the bumps which pulled me out of my seat.
|With Bobik through the forest|
Avec Bobik dans la forêt
Scrambling in TipovaSunday morning I woke up at seven to take my backpack to go to Tipova. Leaving the sound of waterfalls behind me, I first took the forest trail with Bobik (Ana’s dog), as my guide. In a one and a half hour walk I reached Tipova.
Tipova is a monastery that consists of three complexes. One of the complexes is easy to reach, the other two not, but I didn’t really know where to look for these other two. I decided to take the path that would go deeper into the forest. A path however is a big word for that trail. It was hard to see that there was any path. After some time I decided to return as I saw only forest in front of me. The path back was even more difficult. At least it was difficult enough to get lost. I ended up on top of Tipova after 2 hours of wandering, scrambling and slipping. If you don’t believe me, try to make this picture below.
|worh the scrambling|
No tourist info, yes advantureThe way down to the Tipova monastery complex I spoke to a lady who asked me if I wanted to enter the complex as she had locked it, probably for a lunch break. I already had seen the complex, but I took the opportunity to ask her some questions, like where to find the other two parts of the complex. She told me it was in the same direction as the direction to Horodiste. So I have wandered through the forest for two hours to hear that the other parts of the complex are in the direction of Horodiste. Fortunately the view was worth the effort.
On the way back to Horodiste which was easy in comparison to the forest adventure and took also around 1.5 hour I met a group of Moldovan friends. They offered me some delicious home made placinta. They were from the Cimislia, a place in the south of Moldova. They are not the only hikers I saw here as it is a popular place for walking. No wonder for such a beautiful area with canyons and waterfalls... and the advantage of the lack of tourism facilities is that it makes it feel even more like an adventure.
A small impression...
|brier to snack|
brier à grignoter
|On top of Tipova|
Au sommet de Tipova
|plenty of small birds whistling in the bushes|
De nombreux petits oiseaux dans les fourés
|Group of Moldovan friends|
Groupe d’amis moldaves
|a waterfall in the distance|