Our breakdown and accident

Hello Montenegro and Serbia - and our first accident and first breakdown (hopefully also our last accident and breakdown)

We had a great trip through to Montenegro choosing to take the scenic route over the ferry at Tilvet, this meant we ended up on a one way road with traffic coming both directions so at times were passed with millimetres to spare and on our other side either a shear drop (1 metre) to the sea or a block wall.

We cruised around the coastline to Budva where we found a very local campsite.  Meaning the water for the shower was one temperature (depending on the heat of the tanks on the roof) and it dribbled out.  The toilets were hole in the ground affairs, but the location was mint.

The next day we cruised off towards Ulcinj, where a wrong turn instead ended us up in Podgorica.  We certainly miss Tomtom's navigational aid, even tough she can put us in very difficult situations at times.

As it was early we decided to press on to Niksic, where we soon learnt there wasn't a camp site in region.  So back top Podgorice to find the same situation.  Camp grounds are pretty scarce in inland Montengegro.

Again we decided to press on and see where we ended up, 5 km later we found a lovely small campsite, just in the process of being set up.   That suited us fine.

Their restaurant cooked us local dishes that night and again for breakfast.

The next day we set sail for Serbia.   About 5 km's from the border we were hit by a larger campervan (WM) coming towards us, it was well over our side and it's wing mirror clipped ours, causing our mirror glass to break.  It was a loud bang and gave us a hell of a fright.

Amongst all our tools and spares we had a small mirror to help with setting the points.  Daryl taped it in place at our next campsite, but it feel off in the night so I did it my way - nowhere near as pretty, but it's working get.  We will source a replacement mirror in Germany.

Our campsite last night was in Kremna, Serbia.  A very small camp run by this gentleman who also makes what he calls Brandy.  I call it moonshine, but it's very close to schnapps.  Obviously a acquired taste, but I'll give that one a miss.  It was served also with coffee that left a 5mm+ sludge in the bottom of the cup when finished.

Carevic cooked us trout for dinner and we talked half the night with the lovely young Latvia couple who were tenting for 2 weeks.

Today Komplit Lipinja for breakfast, which kept us going all day.

Less than an hour after we departed our lovely camp, declining nicely more offers of a post breakfast drink of his brandy, we both heard a clunk.  First I thought it was the passenger back tyre, but the tyre pressure sender still read normal, then maybe we lost a hubcap, but nope.

We pulled over to have look and the motor and underneath looked normal.  As we pulled away we heard a clunk, so stopped.  It ended up that we discovered a bolt had came out of the lower brake adjusting amount on the drivers rear.  We fixed and also checked the other side.

Later we were pulled over by the Police to check our passport and green card insurance, which was all good.  However he took offence to our Croatia sticker and ripped it off the window - the bastard.

We topped up the fule tank $4,500 diner - ouch!

After that the rest of the day was uneventful, we arrived at our camp and again it was a great wee camp, this time we have two other sites occupied.  Again we were greeted with shots of liquid fire, this time tasting more like Whiskey, so strong it made my lips go numb.  I liken it to drinking poison.