PART 2:
First of all
some follow-up comments on part 1:
The strimmer
is still with us, due to a serious lack of service centers for the make. The
nearest I found was 200km away, so this project is still in progress. And I
didn’t mean the repair, just to find a place where they might be prepared to
repair it. Ahhhhhhh!!!!
The caching trip
with Karesz and Feri did not materialize, mostly due to a very sick pussycat,
owned by Feri, as well as our need to come down to Bér to mow the grass
(again). Hopefully the trip can be reorganized for a time when the cat is
better and we are a tad less busy.
In the
meantime we had a phone call from an orienteering friend who needed accommodation
for the junior team in his club while attending a nearby orienteering event, so
we have 13 people coming to stay this coming weekend. It will be Roy’s job
being host as I will be in town attending the geocaching AGM and possibly doing
some extra caching on my own. The walking distances between car and cache are
severely reduced when I don’t have Roy with me, who is much more touchy about
Dusty than I am. I love the old thing
(not him, the car) and trust it to take me anywhere, including up mountains.
The topic of
this post is primarily about our 4 days away in Monoszló during Easter, staying
with our good friend Pityu, plus friends, plus his family. En route down we
managed to get 6 caches, which were quite an adventure all round. First was a
geodesic tower, next was a nice little town by the lake, then a hike up a hill
for a big view down to the lake and the town, followed by a gorgeous little
village which originally was settled by Germans and the lovely old, by now
beautifully renovated, Germanic long houses looked a million dollars. Having
written that about Roy not climbing mountains in Dusty, I must admit, this time
round I managed to get him drive me up to within a few hundred yards of an
amazing little mountain, on the top of which there was a stone carved cross and
some very exciting cliffs.
After all
this we arrived in good time for dinner at Pityu’s place and had the soup on
the table as we fell through the door.
He is such an amazing host; he puts all of us to shame. The rest of the
invited friends and family were slowly arriving over the next 24 hours, and I
have to say that I was very happy to see some of his family I have heard a lot
about in the past but have never met. His son Gergő with his wife Flóra and little
3 year old son Henrik were such a find. I have met his daughter Sara before
with her partner László and their daughter Kitti before, but never realized what
marvellous company they were.
I was, as
usual, put in charge of hikes, but before that on the first full day there,
they were all either cooking or doing chores in their vineyard, so Roy and I
went out to do some more geocaching. I discovered that a church ruin, which on
the map looked like quite a big hike, could be reached by car on a concrete road
among the vineyards. So Roy was very happy about that and we loved the ruin.
Then we drove to a nearby village for another cache, which was nothing special,
followed by one that was. A new look-out tower could again be approached on a
somewhat made up road almost all the way to the top. So that was again not a long hike for Roy. The
view from up there was 360 panoramic.
Once we were
back to Pityu’s it was non-stop eating, drinking and playing bridge, which is
the usual program when there. The following day all of us (minus Roy and Palma)
went hiking to Kapolcs by car and then up to some amazing volcanic rocks on a
nearby wooded mountain. Even the 3 year old came and he was such a poppet. The
geocache was down a rock face, but Kitti went down first and I followed
watching where she put her feet. It was fun!
| Ági and David in front of the Devil's Hole cave |
| The Devil's Hole |
All, but Ági
and David went home after that, but the four of us (Roy was only the driver)
went for another cache which was a real adventure. There are lots of volcanic caves
in and around Kapolcs which were formed by the lava cracking and some of it
sliding off and stopping at an angle, forming caves with the rest of the lava.
In spite of all the maps we looked at, all of which showed a path to the cave,
there was nothing. We had to rely on the GPS and the description on the cache
page. We got lost at one stage, but that little detour, which we made to avoid
some windfall, got us to a beautiful clearing from which the views were
heavenly. Finally we found both the cache and cave and came back down on our
bums over the rocks. Fun indeed and I didn’t even twist my ankle. Unfortunately
I did manage to collect two ticks on me over the weekend, which is worrying and
at times painful when Roy is wielding the tweezers.
| David on the Balatonhenye plateau |
| Flóra, Henrik and Gergő on the Balatonhenye lateau |
The last
hike was on the following day to the plateau above the village and to shorten
it we drove to a neighbouring village and walked from there. We got onto the wrong path again, this time
due to the stupidity of the waymarking, but the advantage of that became clear,
when we realized that this way we could do a circuit and not come back the same
way we went up. The cache was under a
sadly fallen 400 year old beech tree, which was thriving just a few years ago,
until some vandals set a fire inside its trunk. It didn’t go up in flames, but
dried out in about 2 or 3 years afterwards.
This was the
longest stay at Pityu’s we have ever had and it could have been even longer,
but Roy was too worried about the Easter Monday traffic, so we came home on the
Sunday. We stayed in town on the Monday and then drove down on the
Tuesday. Currently we are doing garden
work and catching up on stuff that our insanely busy schedule stops us doing.
On Saturday
I am off to the geocaching AGM and Roy is staying to look after the visitors
this weekend. He will follow me in a day or two after and we are planning to
stay in town for about 10 days. I hope to be able to post after that.




