Day 25, 83km: (by Amy)

Now we were out of the tourist area the cycle path was gone and it wasn't long before Chris had ear plugs in to dampen the horn noise.  We could only find mini packaged bread for lunch about which Chris was not happy.

Later, I got to the top of a pass to find Chris talking to a group of young people who gave us a massive orange and invited us back for dinner although we couldn't go as they lived way off route. 

After an industrial town we left the trucks behind and headed up a lovely gorge road. We were guided to a guesthouse by a helpful man on a tiny bike.