We live as long as we fly
How I used to pack:
A list, three days of thinking about what else not to forget, packing your bag a day in advance, putting in the right amount of clothes.
How I pack now: an hour before leaving I toss in whatever clean underwear, t-shirts, and socks I have, check that my documents, money, and meds are all there, and order a taxi 15 minutes before the train.
The main thing is not to forget the tea.
Took a bike trip to Braslav, positive experience. The swamps are terrifyingly gnarly, the nettles are over our heads, and instead of forest roads there are bumps and knee-deep mud puddles. Horseflies and red flies bite even through repellent. Everything we love about MTB. Crossed the border easily, almost with no line; all you need is insurance, a cheap Balta or Ergo.
Stayed overnight with relatives, so I can't help you there. When we were heading back, they didn't inspect our stuff. The gravel roads are often terrible, torn up due to the abundance of cars and agricultural trucks. Whenever possible, we turned off onto a meadow or into a swamp. As I've said more than once, a washboard-style dirt road is my least favorite thing.
Took a bike trip to Braslaw, the experience was positive. The swamps are insanely hardcore, nettles over our heads, instead of forest roads there are bumps and knee-deep mud puddles. Horseflies and red flies bite even through repellent. Everything we love about MTB. We crossed the border easily, almost no line, you just need insurance, a cheap Balta or Ergo.
We crashed at relatives', so I can't help with that. On the way back, they didn't inspect our stuff. The gravel roads are often terrible, ruined by the abundance of cars and agricultural trucks. Whenever possible, we'd pull off into a meadow or swamp. As I've said more than once, a washboard-style dirt road is my least favorite thing.
today's wisdom from a Chinaphone
