Erica accompanied me through Ocsa on her little chestnut arabian mare...
...and then I rode along a quiet canal for miles.....
The first TV company were waiting for us on the east side of the Danube, and Dallam and I obediently trotted up and down, posed for the camera, and I gave the first of many interviews.
We are filmed leaving on the ferry....
Dallam with a rather pained expression on the little ferry across the Danube - it had room just for us, the lorry and a van.......
Arriving on the other side to yet more media attention.... Tamas our host acts as interpreter.....
His wife Clara met us with a little cohort of riders including her young daughter, and we rode to their smallholding which they run as a rescue centre for animals.
The hand brake on the lorry has been playing up but on inspection it transpired that the rear brakes were kaput. The fabulous Tamas had a mechanic on the job that evening, and I went to sleep in the farmhouse with the sound of hammering in the distance as they attempted to remove the rear wheels.
Dallam with a rather pained expression on the little ferry across the Danube - it had room just for us, the lorry and a van.......
Arriving on the other side to yet more media attention.... Tamas our host acts as interpreter.....
His wife Clara met us with a little cohort of riders including her young daughter, and we rode to their smallholding which they run as a rescue centre for animals.
The hand brake on the lorry has been playing up but on inspection it transpired that the rear brakes were kaput. The fabulous Tamas had a mechanic on the job that evening, and I went to sleep in the farmhouse with the sound of hammering in the distance as they attempted to remove the rear wheels.
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