Tag: velotūristi

As July wanes, the peak of the touring season embraces us, drawing us back to the allure of Latgale. This time, however, we find ourselves constrained, unable to pursue our three-border point quest, for our rowdy neighbor’s actions have disrupted the borderlands with the influx of refugees. A strict government restriction regime now blankets the area, blocking tourist access. Despite this setback, we find contentment in our annual visit to our friend Guntis, and we explore a few points of interest from a safe distance, avoiding unnecessary risks.

Our intentions were never grandiose – we didn’t seek to climb higher, travel farther, or prove our strength. Yet, somehow, without striving, we achieved more than we imagined. It’s a discipline we possess – keeping our expectations humble, much like savoring the chef’s subtle compliments while relishing a fine meal.

In Latgale, the true essence reveals itself when experienced on two wheels, powered by the simplicity of pedal force. A taste of this region’s beauty, best savored at a leisurely pace, embracing the freedom and joy that cycling brings.

Strava info:

https://www.strava.com/activities/7541113381

https://www.strava.com/activities/7546526335

https://www.strava.com/activities/7549454094

https://www.strava.com/activities/7556685609

https://www.strava.com/activities/7556687383

Latvia, a land of four bordering companions – Estonia, Russia, Belarus, and Lithuania. Three points of contact emerge, where these borders converge: first – Estonia, Latvia, Russia; second – Latvia, Russia, Belarus; third – Latvia, Belarus, Lithuania. An opportunity for an adventure arises. Our decision is to embark on a quest to visit the boisterous neighbors first – Russia and Belarus, at the “Draudzības Kurgāns.” Recollecting the journey now, it dawns on me that we achieved several #visitlatgale milestones, in no particular order presented below.

• We arrive on a Friday evening, greeted by a local host at the train station.
• Our entertainment is secured, and we find repose in a local’s garden (sētā).
• At twilight, on a whim, we partake in a skinny dip in a nearby lake. Dagda locals, full of bravado, ask for money as we restock in the supermarket.
• Enduring a 33 km stretch of incessant washboard roads, clouds of dust trailing behind passing cars.
• Seeking refuge and nourishment, we share a meal at a humble bus stop, the only spot offering shade.
• Rolling through a village devoid of human presence.
• Savoring Belarusian ice cream and beer.
• Relishing the taste of wild raspberries discovered serendipitously.
• Missing any signs of private property as we wander.
• Journeying by train to and from Latgale.
• A sauna would have been a splendid addition to this list, perhaps in the future.

Strava info:

https://www.strava.com/activities/5675346940

https://www.strava.com/activities/5683903522

https://www.strava.com/activities/5683905853