The way to Zakopane: by bike and train: August 20, 2002

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We left Krakow and rode our bikes most all day and we tired. Iwona concluded that the was too much uphill for us to ride all the way to Zakopane. The nearest train station on the way would be in the town of Mszana Dolny which was another 30-40 kilometers away. We decided to spend the night in Myslenice and ride the rest of the way the next day. Here is photo of the hotel where we stayed.

 

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We avoided the main roads from Myslenice to Mszana Dolny as much as possible. We rode along small back roads through the Polish countryside. here we stopped for a drink of water and to view and old well.

 

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Water well with wagon wheel style hand crank.

 

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Small farming is still a way of life in much of Poland.

 

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Iwona

 

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Small narrow strips of land are typical of much of Poland. This widespread inefficiency in agriculture is point of conflict with Poland's wish to join the European Union.

 

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A small village along the way.

 

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The road we took briefly went to being unpaved.

 

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A woman and kids make hay stacks by hand.

 

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A fantastic flower garden behind a house in another small village we passed.

 

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We got back on a larger farm to market road and paused for a photo opportunity from a bridge.

 

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As seen in the sign, we passed along the road through a small town of Kasinka Mala.

 

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Another small bridge before we came to Maszana Dolny.

 

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A view the other way too.

 

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The train station in Maszana Dolny was... ummmm... sort of rustic, you might say.

 

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The train platform at the station in Maszana Dolny.

 

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This actually the train that ran from Maszana Dolny.

 

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A self portrait taken on the train.

 

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The train station in a small village along the way.

 

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The train was a virtual derelict and creaked and groaned. It was great. We eventually arrived in Zakopane.