Sedlo Pass – Montenegro’s Highest Road by Truck

“It’s fine,” Mark had assured me when he showed me the Sedlo Pass on Google Earth. “It’s narrow, but it’s paved, and it has passing places.” 

It looked okay to me, and I trusted his judgement, even though the website Dangerous Roads warned, “Do not rely on signage to tell if the road is passable.” The write up also mentioned, “multiple high points with massive drop offs,” cautioned it was “not suitable for bigger vehicles”, and concluded with, “Due to its dangerousness, this road will be bypassed in the future by a motorway.” I tried to ignore the, “unlit tunnels.”

Sedlo Pass – “not suitable for bigger vehicles”?
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Tara River Rafting, Montenegro

“AAAARGGGGGH!” Mike cried, his body tight to the inflatable tube in the bow of the raft. “My arm’s stuck!”

Kirsty and I panicked and sprang forward to pull him back on board.

Rafting the Tara River Canyon
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Smorgasbord Free Book Promotions 2023- Share an Excerpt: Dogs ‘n’ Dracula: A Road Trip Through Romania

I am a great fan of Sally Cronin’s excellent Smorgasbord blog.

As its name suggests, it always has something new and interesting to sample!

This week, I’m delighted that it’s an excerpt from my award-winning travelogue, Dogs ‘n’ Dracula: A Roadtrip Through Romania.

If you are confused by Eastern European plum liqueurs, and don’t know your pálinka from your ţuică, horíncă or slivovitz, read on…

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The Hound of the Baskervilles: Tara River Canyon, Montenegro

“Mark, have you got the truck’s electronic immobiliser key in your pocket?”

“Yes, but I’m not going to swim.”

From our campsite, Eko Oaza, we’d walked down to a little beach on the shore of the Tara River. Mark had taken it upon himself to stride out to a rocky island in the middle.

“Mark, the dogs are following you and there are rapids down the side of the island.”

“It’ll be okay.”

“Mark, Kai is swimming after you.

“Mark!

“Sh**!”

In flip-flops, I did a comedy run along the rough stones and pebbles that lined the riverbank, hoping I wouldn’t slip and break my ankle. I needed to catch Kai, who had been swept down the rapids.

Rapids on the Tara River, where I did a comedy run in flip-flops
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