So i keeped riding this loggers route and the route became more muddy and i had more falls, i then rode down a large slope and lost control falling off at the bottom. After i pulled the bike upright and it would not start so i left it to settle and after a few minutes it started right away.
I turned to look at the slope i just went down (slide/crash/fell down!) and realized there is no way i would get up that slope again due to my lack of skills, the thick mud whilst running MEFO tires and the extra weight of the bike. to me this hill was the Erzberg
and im no Graham Jarvis.
I cracked on and the track got real muddy and the rear wheel would sink down to the swing arm which became a nightmare to be constantly dragging out on my own, it was like playing the game twister in the mud with around 180kg bike (fully loaded that is)
The ground looked ok but it was real soft and wet and even from just walking on it my boots it would sink in quit far down and the further i went the softer it was getting......
I then took a break and rested my bike up against a tree after lifting it up from dropping it again in the mud i got out a bottle of water and just rested thinking to my self "right the fun & games for today is over lets head back"
But where was back and i can only go forward.......
After i carried on down the track not knowing where it would take me, it was the only route out due to the muddy hill i nick named the "Erzberg" behind me which was impossible for a novice like me to conquer and to my horror just alittle way down was another large muddy slope in front of me just as large as the one i went just came down, well actually slided,crashed,rolled,fell down!
I was at the bottom of a large "U" shaped muddy track with a Erzberg slope in front and a Erzberg slope behind (ok its not the Erzberg as i mentioned but large muddy slope's either side so for a novice like me it was my Erzberg!)
The only way out would be to unload my bike and try ride up this hill, i stripped the bags and made my first attempt in which the bike stalled just alittle way up and i fell off so i dragged it out again to harder ground , i was getting very tired so i took off my jacket, helmet, gloves, and then made a second attempt in which i got 1/3 up however the bike was stalling and after alot of attempts there was a real burning noise which i could only put down to the clutch from constantly dipping it and opening up the throttle (im no bike mechanic either) i fell off again and the bike got really stuck and took me around 1 hour to get out.
After this i realized i am not going to make it and rode my bike back to the center of this upside down "U" with the horizontal flat part being around 200 meters long so maybe i could find another way out either side of this track but it was to wet, muddy and steep with trees so i did not want to risk hitting a tree.
Reality hit me and what had set out as a adventure riding a motorbike was turning into a bear grylls survival exercise and i knew the only way out would be on foot, i then emptied my day sack bag of non essential items and filled it with what little food i had and also the only water i had which was now just 1 bottle and also a sleeping bag and a few other items and started to head back on foot but back to where?
I started walking the way i came but i rode for hours so i decided to cut across the tracks and get to high ground to see any buildings nearby i could get help from, as i was walking i started to get real tired and it was very late into the afternoon and i did not like the idea of being on foot walking around at night time as my Slovakian friend ( Who i called the Beast from the East or Butcher from Bratislava) had warned me of Bears and wolfs that live in these areas and i did not fancy coming across a Bear however remote chance it would be but when you are alone and tired not knowing where to go this does enter your mind.
I keeped changing direction and also finished off the bottle of water i had, in hindsight maybe i should of took my GPS of my bike to help me but i was to tired to think about that, I did however have my spot tracker but i cant use it for this surly you can only use this if your legs hanging off right? i was far to proud to use this anyway to me this was only for real emergency situations and not getting my bike stuck in mud and getting lost
then in the distance i could hear a buzzing noise.....?
It was very faint but it was there it was a light buzzing noise, i stopped dead in my tracks listening carefully like a wild animal does listening for any passing prey. Yes it was the noise from a chain saw and i never felt happy hearing it, right i can get help all is cool again!!!
So i set off heading in the direction of the faint noise from the chain saw which kept stopping and starting so the best method was to look in the distance in the direction of this noise and pick out a tree which was different form the rest and head in that direction, this method worked well.
I soon came across a open field and noticed a women on a light brown horse about 500 meters from me, i started running towards her however i was to tired to run fast but she noticed me and came towards me. As i got close i thought i was dreaming and just stood there this girl looked like a super model with long blond hair and blue eyes and her horse was massive (im from Norfolk
so i have seen a few) it was the muscliest and biggest horse i have ever seen like somethink out of the lord of the rings.
She spoke to me in Slovakian and i replied in English and she ask me what i was doing here in pretty good English, i explained the situation i was in with my bike, she then asked me if i rode the bike here all the way to Slovakia and why? i told her i am just passing though on my way to Tajikistan. She spoke again in a loud voice and said "On your own!"
I said yes and she said i best come with her, i followed her back to her house which was amazing it was a large log cabin with a barn for horse's next to it which was in a real remote location, it was my dream home, I soon realized from the machinery around me this is a woodcutters/ lumber jacks house so that would explain the size of the horse's from pulling logs
She showed me around and took me inside for food and coffee and then called her boyfriend who was out working but has a tractor she said he will help, she then explained that less than 2 weeks ago there was 1 meter of snow everywhere so that would explain the extremely soft ground. she explained that 3 brothers live here with there girlfriends and she was a girlfriend of one of the brothers and was also studying economics but also takes care of the horses.
Her boyfriend turned up and she explained i am a tourist traveling on my own form England to Tajikistan on a motorbike which is stuck in the mud about 2 miles away, he just stopped and stared at me which seemed like forever and replied back in very broken English "off course you are we go get your bike"
She spoke good English better than her boyfriend and he was asking where roughly it was, i explained the upside down "U" with around 200 meters flat muddy tracks with the "Erzberg" type slops either side and also other areas i recollected and she explained this to him and i was totally surprised when she said he knows exactly where it is. i suppose if you spend all your life in this area you know it like the back of your hand right? i know my local woods where i live like the back of my hand although its only around 1000 meters by 1000 meters.
So i jumped in the tractor with him and we set off to get my bike....
You can see my sorry DRZ towards the end of this video,
This was a hard lesson but as Solo novice rider you have limits to what you can do on your own, i learnt this the hard way however this would not be the last time on my trip i was in this predicament...... but more of that later