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Jurbarkas District Municipality

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  • Day1062

    Honey Valley Camping, Nemunas Delta

    May 24, 2019 in Lithuania ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    We've found ourselves a little bit of paradise here at Honey Valley Campsite, just a few hundred metres from the Nemunas River.

    After having spent three idyllic days wild camping at Orija Lake, our cupboards were in need of restocking, so we set off along the country roads towards an Iki supermarket Will had found on the sat nav. The roads were narrow, often with sandy grit augmenting their edges. It was disconcerting when we encountered the ruts made from car and lorry tyres that threw Martha off course, but as the journey wore on we became more used to them.

    Once again the supermarket car park didn't have space for us, so we found street parking nearby. The Iki was a reasonable size, serving numerous mid rise apartment complexes around it. We've been enjoying the good range of organic produce in France, Belgium and Germany of late, but there were very few 'bio' items here. However, there was an amazing cake counter, displaying beautifully crafted gateaux and tortes. The server spoke a little English and kindly halved a sumptuous lemon cream cake, presented with a slice of lemon and pansy flowers. We asked them to teach us how to say 'thank you' (ačiu) which we remembered easily because it sounded like a sneeze (achoo). We usually rely on the DuoLingo languge learning app to pick up words and phrases, but it doesn't cover Lithuanian. Google Translate is useful but it doesn't have speech output for this country, so pronunciation is a problem.

    We'd done our research before arriving and found that like Britain, Lithuania doesn't cater specifically for motorhomes. There aren't dedicated filling and emptying points or low cost stopovers like in many european countries. The price of campsites is also comparable to the UK, with an average of €20pn. We've therefore decided to alternate between wild camping and campsites every 2 or 3 nignts, so we don't break the bank or worry about finding water and emptying points.

    Arriving at Honey Valley campsite (€18pn) we drove up a track lined with tall acacia trees. A small gravel area was bordered by three dark stained flapboard cabins. One roof was covered in photovoltaic panels, one with felt tiles and solar water heating panels and the largest, a two storey construction with balcony, had a beautiful thatched roof.

    We'd looked the site up online so we weren't surprised to see shelves of honey for sale in the small office. As you might expect, from the name, the owners of Honey Valley Campsite keep bees. They introduced us to the different types on sale; two Spring honeys, one harvested just the previous day and the other a week ago, both very runny and light. The forest honey from Autumn was hard, much darker and made from the sticky substance aphids deposit on tree leaves. We could see the pale honey foam around the edges of the jar, showing it wasn't overprocessed (a bit like the blob of cream that used to form at the top of milk bottles). We bought a jar of the freshest Spring and one of forest honey. We had to restrain ourselves from going back and buying more when we sampled them later!

    After registering us for 2 nights, the manager slotted a small Union Jack into a display alongside German, Swiss and Lithuanian flags, before showing us the emptying and filling points, washbasins, small kitchen, shower and toilet blocks. Without the need for electric hookup (thanks to our solar panel) they said we could park anywhere we chose and that Will could fish in any of the four small ponds, although he would need a license for the river. After learning how to say hello in Lithuanian (laba diena), we scouted out the best spot on foot. There weren't alloted bays, just a lovely grassy clearing, dotted with trees - our kinda place! Pipped to the post by another couple in their overland vehicle with roof tent, we settled quite happily into our second favourite loction, between the smallest pond and a wooden picnic table.

    Honey Valley had lots to look at on site; most things were constructed of natural wood, including the thatched outdoor eating areas and a children's playground with a swing bench for grownups. Two small sleeping pods provided minimalist accommodation for those without a van or tent and a pedalo on the largest pond provided entertainment for people staying in the hostel. Campfires were set up, bbqs free to use and communal washing lines strung between trees.

    As well as being a haven for us, Honey Valley was also a haven for wildlife. Thousands of tadpoles wiggled around the edges of two of the ponds and frogs jumped in as we walked by. They were really noisy, their croaking drowned out the birdsong when they really got into it! Butterflies and cockchafer beetles flew above the seedheads sprouting in the grass and Will accidentally scared a mother duck off her nest, layed low in the grass with 7 white eggs. It was so well camouflaged, we wouldn't have known it was there had she not spotted us and flown off.

    While Will fished, Vicky made use of the €3 per cycle washing machine, before we both sat on a picnic bench and tucked into the delicious lemon torte that tasted as good as it looked.

    There didn't appear to be much to do off site, but then we didn't really feel the need to leave, other than to take a stroll down to the
    Nemunas River on our second afternoon. The largest river in Lithuania, it runs most of the way to the coast before breaking up into many smaller watercourses that form the Nemunas Delta, one of the most wildlife rich areas in Lithuania. Just 30km from here, the river meets the Russian enclave of Kaliningrad Oblast and runs between the two countries, forming the border line. We arrived at a sandy beach from where we watched a swan paddling in a backwater. Three little Sandpipers played on the shore and we spotted a Stork flying overhead. We spent a little time strolling along the beach but the undergrowth meant we couldn't go far so we returned to Honey Valley for some indulgent rest and relaxation!
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  • Day1077

    Nemunas River car park

    June 8, 2019 in Lithuania ⋅ ☀️ 26 °C

    We've found ourselves back at the Nemunas River, close to Honey Valley campsite where we stayed a few weeks ago. We'd planned on sleeping at another stopover but as we drove along the riverbank we saw a number of car parks and decided to set up home by the water instead.

    On route we'd managed to fill our depleted fresh water tank at a Circle K fuel station. Having not used a lot of diesel or LPG, we weren't able to buy much of these fuels to repay them, so we decided to join the many others getting lunch from their takeaway. Will's chicken hotdog was easy to order, Vicky's request for something vegetarian proved more complicated. Google Translate helped out and through her experience of different languages she was able to recognise when they offered her a tuna sandwich. Luckily she'd scouted out the pastry counter beforehand and helped herself to a spinach and feta pasty along with a couple of cinnamon rolls when there was no veggie option at the hot counter.

    Arriving at the Nemunas car park we rolled the awning out to shade the side of the van from the scorching sun. A couple of people were sunbathing on the stony shore, the occasional damselfly flitted by and a small fishing boat made several trips upstream, floating back down with a rod dangling over the side.

    As the temperature rose we waded into the water to keep cool. Despite the fast flow there was a smell to the river and even a bit of scum in places. Sediment meant we couldn't see what was under the surface and Vicky kicked something that cut her foot. We got out shortly after this but Will slipped on the stony bank and cut his thumb. Oh well, not all wild swims are fun and at least we had plenty of water for a shower.

    Later on a family drove by to cool their hot German Shepherd in the river. The heat wave is taking people, including us, by surprise. For the second night in a row we saw lightening and heard thunder but very little rain fell and the temperature remained high. We left all the windows open until midnight when Will got ready for bed. Vicky was woken by panicked expletives and pulling back the bedroom curtain saw a swarm of flies inside the van. As Will had opened the fly screen to close the windows, they'd rushed in. We don't like to use strong chemicals but the Moskill coil came out and did its job. Vicky spent an hour the following morning wiping dead flies off the table, seats and fly screen as well as brushing them off the outside of the van. Hundreds of them had attached themselves to the leeward side with something similar to spider's silk and died without us having anything to do with it. We've never seen anything like it!

    Driving off, we looped back to a nearby castle we'd found on Maps.Me. Raudonės Pilis was built in the 19th century but previous castles have inhabited this site since before the 1500s. Walking through the grounds, we passed by several people in medieval costume and 3 ponies grazing, but saddled up ready to take little ones for a ride. There were also an archery target board, and a sword stuck in the ground. The actors greeted us and we continued on past the small lake to the grey plastered walls and towers topped with orange terracotta tiles.

    The entry price of €2 each was reasonable. A large part of the building is now used as a school but there were some displays showing what the kitchen would have looked like and at the base of one of the round towers, a hole in the floor leading down to the dungeon, in which a white plaster budda seemed to be sitting. We're not sure what that was about! The real attraction for Vicky was chance to climb one of the towers. There was conceptual and photographic art on the walls as we climbed one of the steepest wooden staircases we've encountered in public (the steps in the Dutch windpump we had a private tour of were pretty steep too). The loft space had a conical ceiling and overhanging wooden beams, but set into the terracotta tiles were small windows you could open for views over the surrounding countryside and river, reminding us what a green country Lithuania is.

    Down in the castle courtyard were 3 gazebos with stalls selling dehydrated seed and fruit strips (which we sampled but weren't persuaded to buy), handmade lace and leather adornments, soaps, creams and organic herbs, spices and teas. We chatted with the organic stall holders and got some chamomile. We mentioned how difficult it had been to find organic produce here, but they didn't seem to think it was a problem. Perhaps it isn't if you know where to go, but we don't.

    Just a kilometre or so along the road from Raudonės Castle was a small car park with a hilltop viewpoint, accessed via flights of very new wooden steps. We had a spot of lunch, shut the blinds on the sunny side of the van in an effort to keep it cool, then set off up the steep (but thankfully small) hill. There was a good view stretching along the Nemunas River and its shallow, green valley. A gravel footpath (also newly created) stretched down the other side and into woodland, but the day was too hot to do much walking, so we drove on to our next overnight spot, grateful for Martha's air conditioned cab.
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  • Day88

    Tag 88.

    August 24, 2019 in Lithuania ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C

    Wir haben uns gestern Abend noch ganz nett mit den jungen Paar unterhalten, die dann auch gefragt haben ob wir was dagegen hätten wenn sie ihre Drohne fliegen lassen würden..

    Nö... wer nett fragt, wir werden doch sowieso schon überall ungefragt gefilmt wird...
    Wir erinnern uns da noch einen unserer Besuche bei Natusch in Bremerhaven und ein paar Wochen später den irritierten Anruf unserer lieben Freunde aus dem Odenwald, daß sie uns gerade im TV gesehen hätten.. Wir wusten davon nichts.. 🤷‍♀️😜

    Aber es kam spät noch ein weiterer Bus angerauscht, der sich quer in die erste Reihe stellte... 🤔

    Heute morgen kam wieder die ältere Dame vom Ort mit ihrem angeleinten Hund..
    Und wurde laut bellend von den 2 großen unangeleinten Hütehunden des quer stehenden Bus angefallen... Worauf Sie umgehend kehrt machte...

    Leute so wird das nix, wir müssen uns nicht wundern wenn die Plätze alle ein Nachtpark Verbot bekommen...

    Die Einheimischen pflegen mit Hingabe diesen Platz. Gestern hat einer unermüdlich gemäht und sich um einen der Picknick Plätze gekümmert wo was zu reparieren war.
    Abends ist er dann nochmal mit dem Fahrrad gekommen und eine Dose Bier hat wie wir, den traumhaft schönen Sonnenuntergang angesehen.

    Da gehört es sich einfach nicht sich so breit zu machen oder Hunde die nicht erzogen sind frei laufen zu lassen..
    Und seltsamer weise sind es unserer Beobachtung nach die Leute um die 50 die sich wie die Axt im Walde benehmen 😑

    Wir wollten das Elend nicht länger mit ansehen und haben beschlossen heute ein wenig Strecke zu machen. Quer rüber Richtung Kaunas.

    So sind wir wieder an dem Badeplatz an der Nemunas /Memel vorbei gekommen, auf dem wir die erste Übernachtung in Litauen hatten.

    Wir sind dann noch 2-3 Bade Plätze weiter gefahren und haben dann doch gehalten und die Stühle ausgepackt..
    Gute Entscheidung 😊
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  • Day15

    Guten Morgen Littauen

    March 9, 2019 in Lithuania ⋅ ☀️ 5 °C

    Gestern an der Russischen Grenzen nach 2.5 stunden Warten ohne einen Meter vorwärts zu kommen hatten wir definitiv genug von Russland😅. Darum sind wir in Europa geblieben. Wir hatten eine Stürmische Nacht aber alles in allem gut. Heute gehts ab nach Polen 🇵🇱

  • Day372

    Living a dream

    June 11, 2017 in Lithuania ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

    Last night's campsite was quaint - the old guy who owned it was constantly on patrol looking after his 2 sets of guests. Still on a power crash after Poland we struggled to get up this morning. It was light until 11 pm and then a thunder storm and burst of rain woke us before our 7 am alarm. The reset process went until 9am when we needed to get up in order to manage our 85 planned kms today.

    Breakfast was last night's pizza remains, eaten standing, simultaneously using the carton as a plate AND a table. We had a leisurely coffee/tea with our very inspiring German Land Crusier camper neighbours enjoying their adventure stories and advice. The conversation kept us occupied in thought all morning and we've decided that such a Land Crusier trip would be a great way to see non-cyclable parts of the world!

    The route for the day was a simple 50km straight on, then take a left for 35km.. pretty much...! Flanking Kaliningrad all the time as we head coastwards. Lithuanian roads lulled us into a false sense of ease for a slick 40km on beautifully smooth asphalt before we turned into a very strong headwind which pretty much halved our average speed. We had to make the decision of "shelter in the forest with mutant mosquitos" (who were biting through a couple of layers of clothes) or "keep riding in a monsoon". After trying the former for 2 minutes we decided the lesser of the two evils was to get soaked through and rode into the rain just like the cliché life mantra about learning to dance in the rain, as a cycle tourist sometimes your butt hurts too much for mosquitos to take a bite, you have to cycle in the rain from time to time. "A free nature experience" as Peter called it. ;)

    Tonight's campsite is something special. You couldn't make this up in a dream;

    It's a house /museum, owned by an old gentleman with a doctor title.
    With a compost toilet. (No flush)
    A well for water and washing.
    The camp space is inbetween rusty farm equipment as part of his exhibits.
    He boiled the kettle for us to mix with well water for a wash = naked washing in the exhibit field using our watering can head shower canister. Very surreal!
    He guided us round the exhibits -printing presses, cinema equipment, Russian cars, huge stone busts of Lenin amongst other unrelated objects such as a corset from Bismark's era and some heavy old russian hair curlers.
    A stork nest, complete with offspring, is just meters from the tent.
    The owner wouldn't accept any money for the camping and said we shouldn't pay as we are tourists. We insisted he took a donation for the museum because such kindness deserves a bit of reciprocity.

    We're now camp cooking in a lovely little covered area (hand built) using a tree stump as a chopping board and cooker table. Its experiences like this that money can't buy and you won't find in a guide book.

    What an amazing day!
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  • Day45

    Endlich Regen

    August 14, 2018 in Lithuania ⋅ ☁️ 17 °C

    Wir hatten uns schon gefragt, wann unsere Glückssträhne bzgl. des Wetters abreißt. Die Antwort lautet: jetzt. Die Kurische Nehrung haben wir bei gutem Seegang und gutem Wetter verlassen und direkt nachdem wir die Fähre verlassen und die Räder wieder bepackt hatten, hatten wir auch unseren ersten Platten. Nachdem dieser unter den Blicken von zwei Störchen und einem Frosch geflickt war heizten wir dann mit Rückenwind vom Meer weg Richtung Osten. Der Wind einer Gewitterfront blies uns vor sich her. Zum Glück erreichten wir kurz nach Beginn des Wolkenbruchs das erste Haus eines Dorfes und die Familie bot uns nicht nur Unterschlupf vor dem Regen und Gewitter an, sondern ließ uns sogar in ihrem Gartenhaus übernachten.
    Auch am nächsten Tag hatten wir wieder Glück: nachdem wir 80 km durch Nieselregen und zum Teil über schlammige Schotterpisten entlang des Nemunas (der Memel) gefahren waren, ließ uns die Wirtin eines Hauses für Feiern dort übernachten. Und zwar obwohl wir weder eine Feiergesellschaft noch Grenzbeamtinnen waren (das Haus liegt im litauisch - russischen Grenzgebiet und an der Einfahrt stand noch ein Schild, dass man dort nur mit Erlaubnis hin darf).
    Nach einem bombastischen Frühstück und einem schönen Blick auf den Fluss bei Sonnenschein ging es dann weiter - ca. 5 km bis wir uns vor dem nächsten Regenguss bei einer Kirche unterstellten. Der Tag endete nach einer schönen Strecke entlang des Flusses noch schöner: die Familie, bei der wir nach dem vermeintlich ausgeschilderten Hotel fragten, lud uns einfach ein, bei sich zu übernachten. Insgesamt haben wir in den letzten Tagen immer wieder sehr nette, offene, hilfsbereite Menschen getroffen, was uns total freut und echt Spaß macht.
    Nach einem Zwischenstopp in Kaunas, der ehemaligen Hauptstadt, die uns sehr gut gefallen hat, sind wir nun auf dem Weg nach Vilnius. Heute kam der Wolkenbruch als wir gerade im Supermarkt an der Kasse standen. Leider bevor wir zahlen konnten, denn dazu sollte es nicht mehr kommen. Nachdem der Blitz anscheinend in der Nähe eingeschlagen hat und daraufhin der Strom ausgefallen war, schloss der Supermarkt und wir mussten unser Abendessen dort liegen lassen. Dafür haben wir jetzt ein schönes Hotelzimmer mit Blick auf einen schönen See. Verhungert sind wir auch nicht, ein paar Reste Couscous, Tomatenmark und Rosinen hatten wir noch dabei und die Gaskartusche des Campingkochers hat auch gerade noch so gereicht.
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  • Day11

    Tag 11.

    June 8, 2019 in Lithuania ⋅ ☀️ 25 °C

    Moin ihr Lieben! Das mobile Netz macht sich hier ganz schön rar! Zwar schreibe ich täglich ein paar Zeilen, aber es dauert immer ein weilchen bis wir uns der Zivilisation wieder nähern und ich wieder hochladen kann..
    Nicht verzweifeln, es kommt zwar erstmal nix, dafür aber dann geballt die fehlenden Tage 😁

    Heute ist der 15.6.19 und ich sitze am WLAN point des Camping Platzes , also dann viel Spaß beim Lesen! Und allen ein schönes Wochenende 😘😘

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    Nun haben wir Polen verlassen und fahren die ersten KM in Litauen! 🚙

    Laba diena, Litauen!

    Nun brauchen wir nicht mehr umrechnen, in den 3 baltischen Länder zahlt man mit Euros.

    Der Grenzübergang, siehe Foto sehr unspektakulär...
    Es fällt auf das im direkten Grenzgebiet der Diesel Preis dem in Polen gleicht, PLN 5,19 zu € 1,15... Je weiter wir nun in Litauen reinfahren um so teurer werden die Diesel Preise € 1,19..€ 1,23...€ 1,25..
    Mal sehen wie das weiter geht..

    Wir haben uns bei lauschigen 30°C an einer Badestelle am Fluss Nemunas
    eingerichtet..
    Man gut das Klaus den alten Sonnenschirm für mich mitgenommen hat, sonst könnte ich es nicht aushalten☀️⛱️

    In Litauen gehen auch die Uhren anders, denn hier ist man eine Stunde weiter..

    Der Badeplatz ist abends gut besucht, Mütter mit Kindern die Inliner fahren, Fussball spielen und baden, sowie auch den Herren die hier reichlich einen über den Durst hatten🤷‍♀️

    🤔Das hatten wir eigentlich mehr in Polen erwartet, klar da war schon der ein oder andere Pole der eindeutig mit Gesicht und Ellenbogen gebremst und schwer verschramt am Straßenrand auftauchte. Aber hier in Litauen ist es wohl offensichtlich mehr an der Wochenend Tagesordnung..
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  • Day3

    Entlang der Memel

    July 9, 2019 in Lithuania ⋅ 🌧 18 °C

    Wir fahren von Kaunas aus immer an der Memel entlang auf der 140/ 141. Es ist ein komisches Gefühl, ich kann nicht verhindern, dass mir andauernd die Deutschlandliedstrophe "Von der Maas bis an die Memel" in den Kopf kommt. Zwanghaft bemühe ich mich den litauischen Namen des Flusses Nemunas zu behalten. Gleichzeitig ist mir natürlich bewusst, dass es eine historische und europäische Gegend ist, in der Polen, Russen, Litauer, Deutsche, Juden über viele Jahre miteinander lebten. Nun ist sie ein bisschen in Vergessenheit geraten. Zu unrecht. Es ist eine wundervolle Gegend. Eigentlich flach, wenig besiedelt aber immer wieder erheben sich wie Dünen riesige Hügel, die man auch fast alle erklimmen kann. Überall sind Holztreppenaufgänge und Aussichtspunkte installiert, so dass man einen herrlichen Blick über die oft breiten Auen bis zur Memel hat. Zum Teil sind diese Aufgänge ein wahrer Kraftakt, lange Zeit geht es steil und stufig bergauf. Eine richtige Quelle hat die Memel nicht. Sie entspringt in Weißrussland südwestlich von Minsk - eigentlich im Zusammenfluss dreier kleinerer Flüsschen - und mündet nach fast 940 km in das zur Ostsee gehörende Kurische Haff. Das ist unsere Richtung. Wir machen uns auf den Weg, weiter in Richtung unseres heutigen Rastplatzes.Read more

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