Wednesday, 24 June 2026

Macedonia , Kosovo and Albania


We left our fancy digs on Lake Ohrid and headed towards the Kosovo border eventually staying in a highly recommended Hostel in a small town, circumstances were against us as myne host was nowhere to be seen , we arrived at 2 and he finally appeared at 5! We then walked to a Pizza place for beer and pizza surprisingly! On the way back we said hello to a woman sitting outside a shop , we asked if she sold beer so we ended up staying there for an hour talking with her about this and that, Chick Murray joke, I don't know much about that or this! She was actually the schoolteacher at the local school and we got some history but Fiona and I later agreed there was much more this and that that was held back.
Fiona bought a bottle of the local hooch a kind of Rakiga we had no whisky so that had to do for a nightcap, very pleasant it was too. 
Nice lake
cooling down
cheap petrol, about £1,20 
Our digs
Nice
picnic time
Happy
our booze carrier

To be honest despite the issues it was an ok place. The following day we rode to the Kosovo border, 10 euros each for 15 days. After the border for 10 miles the road was atrocious, I was thinking, " jesus why did we bother" but eventually it turned into a UK type road ( not bad but not great either) we rode into Pirzren And found our hotel with the help of a local who actually showed us a video of exactly how to get there! 
I need to say Albania, Macedonia and Kosovo people have been incredibly friendly and helpful, the cafes, restaurants and bars have been cheap and all the toilets immaculate. What happened in the UK?
Out for a beer and food later we met a couple of guys from England doing a long tour , Steve and Alex on a couple of Hondas. Later on they joined us for several beers , Alex showed me his Norton and AJS tattoo, how funny is that, I spent a while trying to persuade him to rejoin the dark side!
Meanwhile there seemed to be a bike rally on as more than 100 bikers rode by ( again and again ) A great night in good company.
old Church
old rocker 
on the sauce 
hot 
Sunday we rode out of Kosovo ( the cheapest of the Balkan states) and headed back over the border to Albania finding a nice  roadside hotel near Bajran Cuŕri , once again a gem of a find sited by the side of a river and popular with the locals, photos tell a better story. Smoking is very much a thing here, strange to have an ashtray put down in front of you as soon a you sit down. I've never been a smoker but what right does the government have to tell us what we can and can't do? 

still hot
stunning
safe parking
rain expected 
beer needed
Nice place, built over 3 generations 
thunderstorm 

Monday we left for a short run to Kukes , short mileage wise but over spectacular mountains which equated to 3 hours in the saddle. After a lunch stop it started to get dark and eventually in rained a bit but we arrived almost dry as the thunder and lightning got going.
food time
Nice view
Kukes 
outstanding Hotel

Transpires Kukes was full of UK registered cars, i suspect many of them being the Albanians who appear in our newspapers, the town itself looks stunning as you descend into it , the town itself isn't much to look at but we landed lucky by staying in the best hotel in Alabania so far, a family run hotel, very modern and the owners family couldnt do enough to help you. It was my birthday the day after so we had a bit of a party and the next day the daughter of the owner who so runs a fan̈tastic bakery knocked a bit from the bill saying the last.2 beers are on us. Super nice people, a gem, well worth a visit, the mountains surrounding are pretty spectacular and despite the bad press they trying to build up tourism, a big shout out the Baz'hur Boutique Hotel.
The ride through the hills was a a partial back track of the previous day but then heading for Kosovo, Just before the border we saw a coo, not unexpected and quite common on these roads but it seemed a bit pissed off and had a wee charge at me as I rode past, Fi was a bit freaked out so waited until it calmed down before she drove past it. A memory from William Topaz Mcgonnigal famous poem " upon the hill there stood a coo, it's not there noo, it must have shifted" new meaning " Upon the road there stood a coo, it's still there noo, for gods sake get moving we have miles to do"
And so back into Peje Kosovo to another family run hotel, one of the owners has a bike but he had never heard of Norton, staying another night to try to educate him
and that's it for now, still have a week before we head back to Italia, until then, keep on keeping on 

Wednesday, 17 June 2026

Europe 2


We arrived in Belgium after a night in Dunkirk, no surprise it rained heavily, we made our way to our friend Geerts house and got settled in. Lunch by the river, very pleasant and much cheaper than the UK, the place was crowded which once again is different from Home.
Then off to meet Eddie and the other guys from the BBA meeting to give them to set up for the weekend, a full afternoon and evening with a stop at Eddie's House for a nightcap before getting back to Geets house for a sleep.

Saturday a surprise visit from our old friend Evelyn a lunch once again in a packed cafe and then on the bikes and to the meeting. Saturday night was crazy, there was a pink theme which some people took very seriously, only pictures do it justice . It was cold and wet But a bit of dancing heated us up.

Back to the tent at 3am ! We were up at 8 and took a while to pack the gear and an even longer while to say cheerio to everyone. A cold but dry run to Metz in France but it started to heat up, woo hoo

BBA
The raffle prize 

nightcap
lunch with friends
tasty Laverda
booking in tent 
Boony with his N15
madness for Saturday night, this girl works ASAP BMW bike mechanic
more crazy people, we have many photos which I could share but it could on forever

Switzerland and Italy


We decided to get up early and see how we would get on, no rain which was a bonus and it started to heat up which was excellent. Into Switzerland, the usual rip off 40 euros each for the vignette so you can use their roads, why don't we charge them in the UK?
Just as we passed the border there was roadworks chaos but eventually we got cleared, and then the snow covered Alps appeared, an impressive sight. We had to stop for fuel, expensive and a sandwich also expensive but we had only stopped for a pee and petrol all day so justified. Through the St Gottard tunnel and it was roasting, 38 degrees, our air cooled Guzzis complaining especially since we had filled up with E10, big mistake.
Glad to escape the tunnel and into Lugano, slow ride through the town as we hit it at teatime and all the Italians who work in Switzerland but live near lake Como were heading home. Finally the ferry from Mennagio to Varenna and then to the home of Moto Guzzi Mandello Del Lario, just under 500 miles but glad to get the tent up, a much needed shower and food. One thing was the amount of tourists, never seen so many here, mostly Americans, overtourism is here as well.
A well deserved day off Tuesday, a look at the factory which is being rebuilt and a visit to Agostinis the famous Guzzi dealer in Mandello to buy a couple of T shirts.
home to Moto Guzzi
the famous Gates desecrated in the Name.of progress
Agostinis
making.dinner 
the beach at Rimini ( Hotel stop )
beer on the beach
Wine holder !

Norton Rally , Albania and Macedonia 


We had a run down the autostrada to the Norton rally just North of Pescara, a very hot run, no point in using the small roads they are busy and you can't make progress. The Autostradas are expensive, 150 miles costs around 25 euros each!

We arrived eventually, some signs would have been good, also some organisation would have been good but it is Italy and the chaos is part of the charm. It took us 3 hours to check in despite having provided all our details months ago! Great to meet up with old friends and a nice party on the beach on Thursday. 

The site was in two parts, the bungalows on one part and the camping on the other , separated by a 300 metre path and a big fence which nobody told us was locked at 9pm, a small group of us poor people camping had to help each other over a 8 foot gate, very dangerous and totally unnecessary as we found out the next day you could get a key!!!!

Apart from that, a great weekend with a stunning beach nest to us plus 30 plus degrees weather.
Our Dutch friends
sign in ....
the London guys
beach party
poser
Hessels bike
Nice
this was ridden from Czech 
fiona enjoying a swim 


Monday we said our goodbyes and headed south in very hot weather to Bari to catch our ferry to Albania. More examples of classic Italian bad organisation by GNV and motorcycle riders being treated as a nuisance, one of the deckhands started shouting at me as I tried to park the bike because I didn't understand his hand gestures, he quickly ran away when I shouted back with some hand gestures of my own. A overnight crossing to Albania followed by a pleasant passport control and some laughs with the insurance guys (15 euros each for 15 days) wait a minute, suddenly we realised the people were organised and courteous, not expected at all. The roads were a bit potholes but no worse than the UK and the driving was controlled by speed limits which most people seem to stick to. A couple of stops at the plentiful cafes at the side of the roads was a good experience as well. 

Through the mountains to the Macedonian border where we had the usual grumpy Border guards and an expensive insurance (50 euros each for 15 days) it started to feel like we were travelling again, lots of papers and 2 border crossings in a day, we could have been back in Central America.

I booked into a nice hotel on the lake for a couple of days R&R and to figure out what's next
food stop

We had a run down the autostrada to the Norton rally just North of Pescara, a very hot run, no point in using the small roads they are busy and you can't make progress. The Autostradas are expensive, 150 miles costs around 25 euros each!

We arrived eventually, some signs would have been good, also some organisation would have been good but it is Italy and the chaos is part of the charm. It took us 3 hours to check in despite having provided all our details months ago! Great to meet up with old friends and a nice party on the beach on Thursday. 

The site was in two parts, the bungalows on one part and the camping on the other , separated by a 300 metre path and a big fence which nobody told us was locked at 9pm, a small group of us poor people camping had to help each other over a 8 foot gate, very dangerous and totally unnecessary as we found out the next day you could get a key!!!!

Apart from that, a great weekend with a stunning beach nest to us plus 30 plus degrees weather.

Monday we said our goodbyes and headed south in very hot weather to Bari to catch our ferry to Albania. More examples of classic Italian bad organisation by GNV and motorcycle riders being treated as a nuisance,  one of the deckhands started shouting at me as I tried to park the bike because I didn't understand his hand gestures,  he quickly ran away when I shouted back with some hand gestures of my own. A overnight crossing to Albania followed by a pleasant passport control and some laughs with the insurance guys (15 euros each for 15 days) wait a minute, suddenly we realised the people were organised and courteous, not expected at all. The roads were a bit potholes but no worse than the UK and the driving was controlled by speed limits which most people seem to stick to. A couple of stops at the plentiful cafes at the side of the roads was a good experience as well. 

Through the mountains to the Macedonian border where we had the usual grumpy Border guards and an expensive insurance (50 euros each for 15 days) it started to feel like we were travelling again, lots of papers and 2 border crossings in a day, we could have been back in Central America.

I booked into a nice hotel on the lake for a couple of days R&R and to figure out what's next
1st in the ferry queue
last on the boat !
ready for Albania 
First stop, nice place
2nd stop
Nice food 
just before Macedonia 
our digs, not too shabby

Keep on keeping on