Today, no luggage on the bike. A sidetrip to Skazka valley. I read 2 lines in my guidebook on this. Red eroded rocks. Sounds interesting!
Hup, on the bicycle, and follow the vague directions given by the guesthouse owner.
No sign at all, not marked on my map. Just a small, off-road track. (and these type of tracks are everywere). My intuition was correct: after a few kilometers slightly climbing on rocky road, I arrive in an environment which we in the west would immediately declare national parc. We would put big signs from the main road, ask entrance fee, have souvenir shop, … Here: nothing at all. And no signpost, which also means no people.
It made me think of different national parks in Western USA.
After a good ride, a nice swim at my private beach!