On 12th of December I went to the city of Lamia to get my bachelor’s degree. It took me almost 13 years to finish this university (wayy above average), so a degree in my hand after all those anxiety filled years would be be a great way to end a pretty good year. Anyway, the dream was always to take some friends and ride our bikes to my University in Lamia city, take the degree and come back. But due to the limited time I had, I decided to only do the return by bike. And alone, because no one was available. So, I went over there by car, spent some minutes in a boring ceremony, took the degree, have a good nights sleep in a friends house and started fresh in early morning the next day. I was prepared for a very cold sleepover in the mountains and maybe one urban one in the cities close to the sea line. My worry wasn’t the hard route I chose to do -through the beautiful mountains of Fthiotida and Fokida states- but the infamous Shepard dogs of the area around the Vardousia mountains. I have heard stories of enduro moto bikers who were more than 3 and had to turn back and change their route because of those big wolf eaters. I consider myself experienced when it comes to shepherd dogs, but the thought of me being alone in the dark on those mountains with killer dogs around wasn’t very relaxing (instead of a wild killer dog, I’ve met a very different kind of dog with whom I had a very interesting and sad interaction – will tell the story in a photograph bellow).
But I wouldn’t let that ruin my trip, so I made a stick from hard wood to carry it on my bags while I was cycling, and in case of an emergency I would pull it out instantly. Fortunately, I didn’t have to use it , and that was probably because I change the second part of the route after a recommendation of a villager I met in the beautiful Pavliani village. I regret it afterwards because I ended up in a part of a very dangerous national road full of deadly trucks. The next part close to the sea wasn’t that bad though.
You can see both the routes here (the original I had planned and the new one via the national road):
So here is the Trip with pictures:
As I was passing a hub on the road, I see two dogs looking at me. After some seconds the dog in the photo above started to chasing me. At the beginning I thought he wanted to scare me off his area, but after awhile I realized that he just wanted the company. He just led the way and wouldn’t allow me to pass him. As he was running ahead of me, he would grab with his mouth garbage from the side of the road and let them drop in front of me. By the way he was looking very healthy and strong. He was well fed it seemed. My first attempts to make him stop following me failed. I would stop and wait till he was some meters away sniffing around and then suddenly go as hard as I could for 2 oe 3 kms. It was impossible to loose him. I gave up for a while and kept cycling until I saw a very big descent ahead. I was afraid that he would lost his way home and wanted to make him loose me as soon as possible. So I stopped before the descent and waited for him to start sniffing around. Then, jumped on the bike and started pedaling as hard as I could for 5-10 kms. I looked behind and he was gone. At that time I saw a hawk gliding above me and took my camera out to take a photograph of it. And then I saw this amazing dog running like crazy towards me. His legs was shaking, foaming at the mouth and breathing heavily as he was looking at me with his emotional eyes. I couldn’t believe it. I have never seen anything like it. How can you leave a dog after that. Unfortunately I couldn’t take him with me. Would have been impossible to carry him for the next 140 kms and my house is very tiny for a big dog like this. I had to try again to loose him. I was heart broken. I was looking at him as he was resting besides me and his eyes were full of love and loyalty. How can you leave a dog like this? I get on the bike again and started pedaling as hard as I could for as long as I could. I even climb some hills full speed. And as I was cycling I was turning my head behind me every few seconds and this dog was still chasing me. But the poor dog was tired and couldn’t run as fast, and as I was gliding down the hills I was getting further and further away. But even after awhile I could see a small white dot at the distance still running like crazy…
This dog still haunts me for some reason. I felt terribly for leaving a special creature like this behind after all his efforts to be in my company. I should have played with him a little more at least. But… you know, the ‘should have’ never solved anything…
I really enjoyed that trip. And if I didn’t choose to follow the route of the villager it would have been even better. Beautiful scenery, not so good weather and sweet memories!