Third weekend in a row, we went to ride our bikes into the forest. Once again, we went to the same place where we went two weeks ago. The bike route was brutal, fell and made a nice tumble in the grass, cooked some 🍆 and 🌽 and encountered again the dog that was supposedly lost, whose name is Clămpi. Apparently, he just ran away from a small farm nearby and today he was accompanied by his more shy and very very black brothers. We even found some religious icons screwed to a tree, which were probably put there by some to protect the people from harm.