Romania - August 2010
Introduction
This is the diary of a 10-day trip to Romania which
started on 7
August 2010 and ended on 16 August 2010.
It was organised by Garry via
NatureTrek (more...). It consisted of a couple of days in the Carpathain Mountains followed by some days in the Danube Delta and ending up with a short tour of Dobroudja which borders on the Black Sea.
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Briefly, here's how we spent each day:
We leave home at 7am and get to Garry's
where we pile into a taxi which whisks us to Heathrow, Terminal 5. We
enter Huxley's Bar and Kitchen hoping for a quick bite to eat. After
waiting 30 minutes we are served our coffee and chocolate. After
another ten minutes breakfast arrives. We guzzle it down and make our
way to a bus at A10 which takes us to the Airbus 320. We embark and
are delayed 35 minutes. There is “weather” on the way and it is better
to wait. We arrive at Bucharest and are met by Florin. Paul from
Naturtrek sat by Garry on the flight. Fourteen
Naturetrekkers
congregate on the
ground floor waiting for instructions from Florin.
Paul Harmes Tour leader and naturalist
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Florin Palade Local guide and naturalist
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Garry Williams Hampshire
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Amanda Sharp Hampshire
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Graham Lawrence Hampshire
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Jane Lawrence Hampshire
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Paul Megahey Belfast, Northern Ireland
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Christine Megahey Belfast, Northern Ireland
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Stan Davidson Merseyside
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Yvonne Davidson Merseyside
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Andrew Barton Lancashire
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Charlotte Oldham Lancashire
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Bruce McLaren London
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Nick Shutt Devon
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Corinne Shutt Devon
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David Dunstan Aberdeenshire
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Jonelle Driver, Bucharest
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Our luggage is put
in the trailer attached to the mini bus and we all clamber aboard. It
is
34C
and very muggy. We drive north for 2 hours and stop at a hotel
for refreshments. On the way we hear proper twitcher talk. “I
was in Norfolk last week and you should hear a juvenile reed warbler
sing. It was awesome.” We also learnt that Ceaucescu was a
great hunter and demanded to shoot hares close to the Danube. There
are no hares near the Danube so the henchmen dressed cats in hare skins which
Ceaucescu shot at.
The animals took fright and shot up the trees.
Ceaucescu demanded what sort of hares climb up trees. Half way through the journey we have a
comfort break. At 9pm we
arrive at the
Pensiune
Elena
(more...)
in the town of Zarnesti. We eat
butternut squash soup, pork and polenta, small cakes washed down with
regional; red wine and retire to bed. It's only 9pm in England but
11pm where we are.
A cockerel wakes us up at daybreak –
5am. We have breakfast at 8am. There is a spread of cereals, yoghurt,
fruit and cold meats and cheeses. We can create sandwiches for lunch
and put them in the plastic bags ripped from a roll. We leave in the
mini-bus at 9am and make our way westwards for about twenty minutes
to the entrance of the Piatra Craiului National
Park
(more...)
and travel up a
track passing many people who have camped for the night. According to
Florin, they all cook sizzling sausages. The bus parks close to the
gated entrance to the gorge and we disembarked. We stop to watch a
dipper
in the stream at the side of the track. Several of the birders
are carrying telescopes on tripods which they use for scanning the
sides of the gorge. We stop many times. At one spot we watch a group
of
six chamois
high up on a grassy slope. Some see a
slow worm
whilst others are too quick. Many of the
rocky walls
have notice boards on the track stating what climbs are available. It
is a pleasant stroll under the cloudy skies and the temperature is
not too high. We walk on and eventually Florin catches us up to tell
us we have gone too far. We retrace our steps down the gorge to
a
grassy area
close to
a shrine
to two young people who were washed
away in a flash flood. We eat our sandwiches and make our way back to
the bus. It is very disappointing to see so much rubbish left by
visitors – plastic bags and bottles, cans and paper.
A man on a
horse
passes by. The red flashes on the horse are to keep the vampires from sucking the blood from the hors.
We return
back to Zarnesti and take the road south. Jane spots a
large bird
sitting in a field and the bus stops. We all get out and the
telescopes are erected. It is declared by Florin and agreed by others
that the bird is a
lesser spotted eagle
which is probably looking for
vermin amongst the recently cut grass. Several other eagles are
flying around. Back in the bus Jane asks Florin why he knew it was a
lesser spotted eagle. He says he had a 'jiss' about it. We could
become proper birders if we are not careful. The traffic slows down
to a crawl as we approach the town of Bran. Lots of tourist want to
visit the
castle
said to have been used by Count Dracula aka Vlad the
Impaler. The cause of the traffic jam turns out to be a policeman
directing the traffic at a junction. We drive through the town and up
and over a mountain range and down to a small town where we park at
the entrance to another gorge where we are hoping to see wall
creepers. We walk up the gorge avoiding the traffic, passing more
picknickers cooking sizzling sausages. It is Sunday which is why it
is busy. The sun is shining. The wall creepers have all crept away.
The stream which runs by the road is cloudy and carries many cans and
plastic bottles. It is a shame as this is still part of the Park. We
return up the mountain towards Bran. As we approach the town the
skies open and heavy rain falls. At a photo spot Jane braves the
elements to capture a picture of the
castle.
We return to Zarnesti
and run through the rain to the hotel. Garry and Graham have a beer.
The meal is soup, veal escallope's and small cakes washed down with
the regional red wine. After the meal the birders gather round to go
through the day's check lists. Jane and Amanda retire to their rooms
and Garry and Graham retire to a nearby table to drink coffee.
We have breakfast, make our sandwiches
for lunch and depart in the bus at 9am. We drive a short distance out
of the town to the National
Park
where we pull up by the side of a
track which leads up one side of the valley through
meadows.
We admire a
wasp spider.
We walk
along the valley for a couple of miles and meet the bus which has
been driven to the lunchtime picnic spot. On the way we see many
birds
including grey shrikes, hobbies, and nutcrackers. We learn that if you
see a bird for the first time it is a 'lifer'. The land is split into
lots of small plots all appearing to contain grass and wild flowers.
Jane is having a field day (see the
slideshow
for flowers galore).
Some patches have been
cut down.
Couples are scything the grass. Some
arrive on horse drawn carts and others in older cars. The countryside
reminds us of the Dolomites. At
our lunch time
we see several
little owls
around some farm buildings. After lunch we are driven north of
Zarnesti to more meadows which border a stream. There are several
trout farms. We take a stroll into some woods and are shown
yellow-bellied toads and
,
large centipedes
We walk back to the bus but get into a 4x4
which takes us back to the hotel. The rest of the party are off to
see some brown bears but the four us prefer to eat early. We eat the
soup, meat balls and pasta and small cakes before the bear watchers
return.
We get up early and have breakfast at
7:30am. A
large cricket
clings to a wall of the dining room. We finishing packing and are bags are put into the little
shed on wheels behind
the bus.
We say goodbye to Elena and Gigi. We
drive south to Ploiesti where we have a comfort break. The town is
the site of an oil refinery. We continue on to reach Urkiseni and
have
lunch
in a glad near a river where we see some red footed
falcons and a bee-eater. Cannabis is growing near us. On the way out
the bus gets
stuck in mud
and we gather twigs and we gather sticks to
put in front of the stuck wheels and the driver frees the bus. We
turn east and skirt Bucharest and stop by a small lake where more
birds are spotted including marsh harriers and a honey buzzard. At
tea time we stop in a cafe and have coke and beer. We drive through
the steppe and reach Tulcea
where
the boat
is moored. We board it and
choose cabin 2 which is hot and muggy. We unpack amd join the others
in the dining room above. For dinner we have chicken soup, cat fish
and polenta followed by warm cheesecake (with an orange for Jane).
Jane joins the birders to go through her checklist. She does not win
but neither does anyone else. We return back to our room by 10pm.
We get up for breakfast at 8am. We have
cereals followed by two poached eggs with cheese, tomato and
cucumber. We leave at 9am on a
small boat
with seats mostly under a
shade. There is one seat for everyone. We motor down a channel off
the main river, bordered by
white willows,
and see lots of pelicans
and storks and many other birds.
We see the occasional camper/fisherman
at the sides. If they have their lines caught in the trees they come
from Bucharest.
After much meandering we return to the
boat which has moved twelve miles down the river and
moored.
We have
lunch on board followed by an hour's siesta. We board the little boat
again and wander down more channels and shallow lakes spotting more
birds and plants such as the
water soldier
and
water chestnut.
We
return at 7pm and dine at 8pm. The food is a mixed salad followed by
Zander in batter with sesame seeds and boiled potatoes followed by
plum jam pancakes. The checklist is audited and we retire to bed. It
is still very hot and muggy.
Up in time for 7:30am breakfast -
cheese omelette today. We leave at 8:30am in the small boat, Jane
taking one of the two bow seats. We make our way to Letea. On the way
we see a racoon dog.
Florin explains
how a
floating reed island
is
created. We turn off the main channel down one just wide enough for
the boat. We
arrive
at Letea, a Ukrainian village
of 200 people with
a Ukranian Orthodox
church.
The first
houses
we see are made of
wattle and daub with reed-thatched roofs. We walk down the sandy high
street and are bought ice creams at the “magazin mixt”.
The little
girl Maria
nd her friend have an ice cream. We walk back
to the boat in the baking heat. We meander back to our
floating hotel.
Jane
and Garry have a swim. Graham has a beer. We have lunch followed
by a long siesta. At 4pm we go in the little boat for another journey
through channels and
lakes.
We see a penduline tit's
nest
and the
parents feeding their young. We also see a little bittern – two
lifers for us. We return to the boat have drinks a shower and a meal,
go through the checklist and retire to bed.
Some of the party go for a
boat trip
at
6am but we decline. We have just spent our hottest night, waking up
whilst the electricity is off. The windows are shut to prevent the
little midges entering our room through the grills. We decide to open
the door onto the corridor which lets some slightly cooler air come
into the room. We have breakfast and leave on a boat trip at 8:30am.
The highlight of this trip is a colony of
pygmy cormorants
sitting in
a couple of willow trees. There must have been hundreds of them all
chattering away. We return to base at 11:30am and Jane does not take
up an opportunity to swim. We have lunch and then take a siesta
whilst the
tug boat
pulls our floating hotel and the sight-seeing
boat back to Tulcea. At Tulcea we tie up by a
large rusty barge
and
wonder why. We see our tug zoom off and we drift away from the barge.
The tug comes back to our pontoon and lashes itself to the side and
starts to move in tandem so we are
pushed
up to the place from where
we left several days ago. We eat at 7:30pm – spaghetti with
smoked ham followed by catfish steaks and mixed vegetables and some
wonderful apfel strudel. Florin's wife, Irena, is introduced to us.
We settle up our bar bill and go through the checklist. 136 species
have been seen so far.
We get up in time for a 7:30am
breakfast having slept through the cacophony of a funfair and disco
at the side of the docks. We pack our bags and leave them on the
beds. We say farewell to the captain and leave on the bus which takes
us to
a quarry
outside Tulcea. We see some new birds like a
rock thrush
and a wood lark. We return to the bus and are taken to a
forest.
Well it is more like a very large orchard on a hill side. We
see many
buzzards,
and some hoopoes. We see a
shepherd
and a
flock of sheep,
a long nosed grasshopper and a
praying mantis.
We descend the
hill to find the bus has parked in the shade. We have an excellent
lunch
of cold meats and cheeses. We retire to a bar and have cold
drinks and watch a cat kill a collared dove and give it to its
kitten. We are then taken to
the Macin hills
,
the oven of Roumania,
where we walk up a hillside, see lots of butterflies including a
swallow-tail,
a few susliks
(ground squirrels) and some
long legged buzzards.
It's about
42C.
After an hour we get back on the bus and are taken to the outskirts
of Greci
,
a poor town. We see more horse-drawn carts than in other
villages. Here we drive along a dirt track watching susliks and
Isabeline wheatears
. At the end of the drive we admire a
stone curlew
in amongst some trees. We return to Tulcea at 8pm to the
Ibis Tours Guest House.
We are greeted with a cherry brandy and a small cake.
The room is the most comfortable we have had in Romania. We shower
and have our evening meal, beef bourgignon and polenta, and retire to
bed at 10:30pm. It has been a long day.
We turned the air-conditioning off at
4am as it was too cold. It's Saint Mary's day today. Some locals will
be celebrating their Name Day. After breakfast we left at 8:15am to
drive south of Tulcea through
Babadag ,
the ancient capital of the
area of Dobroudja, to the forest named after the town. We walk over a
rough heathland in the open air forest spotting the multitude of
plants and lack of birds except for the hoopoes. We inspect a rather
large cricket and later on stumble across a
tortoise
and a cicada bug
which will eventually turn into a
cicada.
We rejoin the bus and drive
to Sinoe where we stop by a lagoon and admire the
birds.
A
shepherd/goatherd
passes us with about one hundred goats and sheep
and a collection
of mangy dogs.
We drive on to another part of the
lagoon and view more birds and have a
lunch similar
to yesterdays'.
We get back into the bus and go to Istria where we clamber across a
mass of
reeds
to view several large flocks of
pelicans.
Next we go to
the seaside via a long sandy track and a disused factory. During the
communist era every village had a factory. The one in this village
was built for extracting heavy metal from the sands of the Black Sea.
At the end of the Communist era (1989) all non-profitable factories
were closed down and allowed to rot. Concrete takes a long time to
disintegrate so will remain for several generations. The country is
dotted with many examples of Communist architecture and manufacturing
failures. We reach the
sea
and many of us go for a
swim.
The water is
green and warm
.
There is not much tide and the narrow beach is clean.
It takes 90 minutes to drive us back to Tulcea. At the dinner we
celebrate the 29th wedding anniversary of Corinne and Nick
with a cake and a glass of bubbly. Various
team photos
are taken and
the checklist committee meet. The number of species seen this year
(180) is greater than that seen last year. Our waitress, Laurena, has
left early to go to a wedding. We leave and go to bed.
We pack up, have breakfast, say good
bye to Florin's in-laws and Laurena and board the bus with our
baggage in the trailer. We drive out of Tulcea towards Bucharest.
Florin and Irena leave in their car.
David
takes the front seat with
bird spotting responsibilities. He announces a kestrel. After about
140 km
we stop in the same bar we stopped on the way to Tulcea. We
have liquid refreshments and say goodbye to
Florin
and
Irena.
We are
given lunch packs – a ham and cheese sandwich, and apple and a
wafer bar. Shortly after we leave the bar we get onto one of
Roumania's two motorways. It is a dual carriageway with every
kilometre marked. There are the occasional service stations and it is
free. We get off it at the outskirts of Bucharest and, after a
comfort break for the bus and the tourists, we are taken to the
airport where we say goodbye to the driver, Jonelle. After waiting a
bit we check in and, after a couple of beers, we board the plane, and
after twenty minutes we take off following the Danube through
Roumania, Hungary and Austria. We land at Heathrow, collect our
luggage, say goodbye to the rest of the party and find our taxi
driver, a Roumanian. He gives us a potted history of the effects of
Communism in Roumania and we eventually arrive home at 8:30pm having
dropped off Garry and Amanda and picked up our car.