Nous partons le 19 juillet"du Danube Bleu vers ma Mer Noir, vous savez si c'est navigable? Je me fais beaucoup de soucis a cause les inondationa en Roumanie, merci d'avance Klari
Bonjour,
J'envisage cet été d'aller faire un tour de 3 semaines en roumanie en vélo de route à 2. Quelqu'un a-t-il des infos intéressantes à me communiquer ?
Merci par avance
Kin
J'envisage cet été d'aller faire un tour de 3 semaines en roumanie en vélo de route à 2. Quelqu'un a-t-il des infos intéressantes à me communiquer ?
Merci par avance
Kin
Enfin... Après 2 ans et demi d'attente. Voici le récit de mon voyage à vélo en Roumanie 2005 qui est en ligne! il était temps ;-)
Bon voyages à tous
arnaud
cyclosite.be
Bon voyages à tous
arnaud
cyclosite.be
bonjour
j'envisage de parcourir la Roumanie en moto cet été. Es ce que un voyageur peut me renseigner sur l’état de la route entre Bucarest et Iasi? puis Iasi vers Suceava? les maramures?
Merci
Bonjour
Je prépare un voyage en vélo du 15 septembre au 25 octobre avec L'eurovelo 6. L'année dernière j'ai traversé la France, de Nantes à Bâle et cette année de Bâle à Bucarest. Je lis sur les forums que de Budapest à Bucarest c'est la galère ! Mais depuis les dernières années, il y a eu sûrement des améliorations ? Donc vous avez parcouru ce 1,000 km ? Les hébergements sont nombreux ? En octobre, il fait froid ? ( 10-15 c ou 0-15c ) au fait je suis de Montréal... on mange bien sur ce parcours? Je suis un nouveau retraité (60 ans) relativement en forme , mais je voyage à petit budget confort ( camping, auberge, restos). Je parcours entre 60-90 km par jour et je visite les petites villes Vous avez un site, j'aimerais avoir plus d'info. Merci Rob
Hi there,
In spring 2023, I headed to Romania by motorcycle. I’ve been going there for over 20 years—by car, bike, and plane—and I’ve really fallen for this country. I feel so at home there. The big difference this time? I had all the time in the world, no constraints at all.
I left the Paris region (IDF) and headed for the Sundgau, avoiding the motorways. I know a little hotel tucked away in the countryside there. The next day, I followed the Swiss border on a small road along the Lucelle River, which acts as the frontier. Around a bend, you cross to the other side and then back into France—kind of fun.
I crossed Switzerland via the motorway—I know the route well, so no sightseeing. I arrived in Austria, which I also know pretty well, and took the Arlberg Pass. It was deserted, everything was closed, and there was still snow.
The weather wasn’t great—it was raining—so I stopped for the night at a remote inn. Perfect for drying off! I set off in the rain the next morning and kept going. Gradually, the rain stopped. I took a detour through the Trentino-Alto Adige region and the Sella Pass. Up there, it was rain, snow, and a bit of black ice in a tunnel (wind + rain + sub-zero temps = skating rink).
I arrived in Burgenland to see the famous giant glass-and-metal grape cluster, the largest in Europe. The region is hilly, full of tiny roads, and covered in vineyards.
Burgenland
Then into Slovenia.
I stopped for the night at a winegrower’s B&B perched on a ridge straddling the Croatian border. The welcome was fantastic—I spent the evening with the owners and their friends who arrived later. The white wine was amazing! The next day, I hit the road again.
I headed for Vukovar, on the Danube, a symbol of resistance during the Balkan War. I found a really comfortable B&B by the river and stayed for two nights to explore. What a strange monument!
I visited the water tower, which you can go inside—it’s riddled with bullet holes. There’s an exhibition inside. I also checked out a museum of equipment used during the Balkan War. Since it’s in a barracks, it’s guarded. I asked if I could bring my motorcycle in, and a Croatian officer came to meet me and gave me permission, along with a sticker to put on the bike. I met some fellow bikers from Marseille riding beautiful vintage bikes.
I left Vukovar following the Danube toward Serbia. The rain caught up with me. The roads were busy, with construction causing mud everywhere and crazy truck drivers. At one point, I cut through the construction zone! I stopped for coffee in a village—it had a *Deliverance* vibe. Total silence when I walked in, and the owner gave me a suspicious look. Finally, the Romanian border... and the sun came out! The Romanian customs officer asked if I had anything to declare. "Yes—just happy to be back in Romania!" I stopped for the night at a *cabana* (mountain hut) lost in the forest. Chaos ensued—a tourist! So they rushed to get supplies, quench my thirst, give me a room, and then the owner took charge: țuică (plum brandy), omelette, beers... Everyone bent over backwards to make me happy.
I love these Romanian roads!
I passed through Băile Herculane, which isn’t as beautiful as it once was—everything’s run-down. What are they waiting for to restore this *Mittel Europa*-style spa town that’s still active?
I stopped at the birthplace of Constantin Brâncuși.
Keep your eyes peeled on the roads!
Via the Jiu Valley, I arrived in Craiova to visit my in-laws. A few days of laughs and outings. I picked up my wife at the airport.
My favorite brand
We took a trip to Horezu, a village famous for its beautiful ceramics.
After those few days together, I dropped my wife off at the airport, and the next day, I set off for Dobrogea, a region split in two after the war with Bulgaria. The road was dull—flat as far as the eye could see—but the sun was out. I followed a military convoy of about fifty vehicles, with orders not to overtake. I stopped by the roadside for some homemade *ciorbă* (sour soup). That evening, I stopped in Călărași. The next day, I crossed the Danube by ferry. There are two ferries—one goes to Bulgaria, the other stays in Romania.
A priest on board came over to bless the motorcycle, the rider, and the ferry. I arrived on the other side with some traffic. Dobrogea
It’s like that all the way to the Bulgarian border—no restaurants, hotels, or gas stations, just old collective farms. And it’s the same in Bulgaria! I stopped at Adamclisi, site of a major battle in Moesia (now Dobrogea) in 101–102 BC, one of Trajan’s most important Dacian Wars.
An oasis in the agricultural steppe.
I arrived at the Bulgarian border.
A customs officer—built like a weightlifter, shaved head, thick neck, and as square as a truck—saw me take this photo and came over to ask me to delete it. I did... but I didn’t empty the trash! The weather turned stormy. I arrived in Balchik, a resort town where the last queen of Romania, Maria, used to vacation.
The Black Sea and the Bulgarian coast
The weather wasn’t great, so I headed back to Romania to follow the coastline. Constanța and its casino
Then came the seaside resorts—just as ugly as each other: Neptun, Mangalia, Eforie Nord, Eforie Sud. I stopped at a B&B near the Danube Delta, in some random village. The welcome was nice. The next day, I headed for Dunavățu de Jos, the last stretch of tarmac in Romania. After that, it’s the Danube Delta. The area is flat and sandy, with typical houses featuring reed roofs.
Now, I’m following the Ukrainian border. I passed the last active quarantine station in Europe. I came across a funeral procession—it’s customary to honk as you pass. If you’re on foot, you cross yourself. When I arrived in Galați, it was raining. I boarded the ferry in a downpour. On board, we were packed in like sardines. As soon as the ramp hit land, the drivers rushed out, revving their engines and honking. I let them go and exited calmly. I continued toward the Székely Land. These are Hungarians who, back in the day, were border guards for the king. They’ve kept their own script (it looks like runes), their flag, and their independence streak. For them, Romania is Hungarian, despite the Treaty of Sèvres in 1920. There are still clashes between Romanians and Székely Hungarians now and then. Since I speak a bit of Romanian, I used it—logical, since it’s the language there—and it put everyone in a good mood! Székely flag
I passed through Bicaz Chei, arriving via one of my favorite kinds of roads. During a break, a bear came to check me out from a distance.
Bicaz Chei
I arrived at the "Heart of Jesus" monument, built by public subscription to thank God for sparing the village from severe flooding.
Now, I’m heading west—next stop, Transylvania, with the in-laws. On the road
Roma house
Bozorka—a Hungarian specialty... 450 grams of meat!
I made it back to France without any issues, already thinking about my next trip. Actually, I just got back from one!
I left the Paris region (IDF) and headed for the Sundgau, avoiding the motorways. I know a little hotel tucked away in the countryside there. The next day, I followed the Swiss border on a small road along the Lucelle River, which acts as the frontier. Around a bend, you cross to the other side and then back into France—kind of fun.
I crossed Switzerland via the motorway—I know the route well, so no sightseeing. I arrived in Austria, which I also know pretty well, and took the Arlberg Pass. It was deserted, everything was closed, and there was still snow.
The weather wasn’t great—it was raining—so I stopped for the night at a remote inn. Perfect for drying off! I set off in the rain the next morning and kept going. Gradually, the rain stopped. I took a detour through the Trentino-Alto Adige region and the Sella Pass. Up there, it was rain, snow, and a bit of black ice in a tunnel (wind + rain + sub-zero temps = skating rink).
I arrived in Burgenland to see the famous giant glass-and-metal grape cluster, the largest in Europe. The region is hilly, full of tiny roads, and covered in vineyards.
Burgenland
Then into Slovenia.
I stopped for the night at a winegrower’s B&B perched on a ridge straddling the Croatian border. The welcome was fantastic—I spent the evening with the owners and their friends who arrived later. The white wine was amazing! The next day, I hit the road again.
I headed for Vukovar, on the Danube, a symbol of resistance during the Balkan War. I found a really comfortable B&B by the river and stayed for two nights to explore. What a strange monument!
I visited the water tower, which you can go inside—it’s riddled with bullet holes. There’s an exhibition inside. I also checked out a museum of equipment used during the Balkan War. Since it’s in a barracks, it’s guarded. I asked if I could bring my motorcycle in, and a Croatian officer came to meet me and gave me permission, along with a sticker to put on the bike. I met some fellow bikers from Marseille riding beautiful vintage bikes.
I left Vukovar following the Danube toward Serbia. The rain caught up with me. The roads were busy, with construction causing mud everywhere and crazy truck drivers. At one point, I cut through the construction zone! I stopped for coffee in a village—it had a *Deliverance* vibe. Total silence when I walked in, and the owner gave me a suspicious look. Finally, the Romanian border... and the sun came out! The Romanian customs officer asked if I had anything to declare. "Yes—just happy to be back in Romania!" I stopped for the night at a *cabana* (mountain hut) lost in the forest. Chaos ensued—a tourist! So they rushed to get supplies, quench my thirst, give me a room, and then the owner took charge: țuică (plum brandy), omelette, beers... Everyone bent over backwards to make me happy.
I love these Romanian roads!
I passed through Băile Herculane, which isn’t as beautiful as it once was—everything’s run-down. What are they waiting for to restore this *Mittel Europa*-style spa town that’s still active?
I stopped at the birthplace of Constantin Brâncuși.
Keep your eyes peeled on the roads!
Via the Jiu Valley, I arrived in Craiova to visit my in-laws. A few days of laughs and outings. I picked up my wife at the airport.
My favorite brand
We took a trip to Horezu, a village famous for its beautiful ceramics.
After those few days together, I dropped my wife off at the airport, and the next day, I set off for Dobrogea, a region split in two after the war with Bulgaria. The road was dull—flat as far as the eye could see—but the sun was out. I followed a military convoy of about fifty vehicles, with orders not to overtake. I stopped by the roadside for some homemade *ciorbă* (sour soup). That evening, I stopped in Călărași. The next day, I crossed the Danube by ferry. There are two ferries—one goes to Bulgaria, the other stays in Romania.
A priest on board came over to bless the motorcycle, the rider, and the ferry. I arrived on the other side with some traffic. Dobrogea
It’s like that all the way to the Bulgarian border—no restaurants, hotels, or gas stations, just old collective farms. And it’s the same in Bulgaria! I stopped at Adamclisi, site of a major battle in Moesia (now Dobrogea) in 101–102 BC, one of Trajan’s most important Dacian Wars.
An oasis in the agricultural steppe.
I arrived at the Bulgarian border.
A customs officer—built like a weightlifter, shaved head, thick neck, and as square as a truck—saw me take this photo and came over to ask me to delete it. I did... but I didn’t empty the trash! The weather turned stormy. I arrived in Balchik, a resort town where the last queen of Romania, Maria, used to vacation.
The Black Sea and the Bulgarian coast
The weather wasn’t great, so I headed back to Romania to follow the coastline. Constanța and its casino
Then came the seaside resorts—just as ugly as each other: Neptun, Mangalia, Eforie Nord, Eforie Sud. I stopped at a B&B near the Danube Delta, in some random village. The welcome was nice. The next day, I headed for Dunavățu de Jos, the last stretch of tarmac in Romania. After that, it’s the Danube Delta. The area is flat and sandy, with typical houses featuring reed roofs.
Now, I’m following the Ukrainian border. I passed the last active quarantine station in Europe. I came across a funeral procession—it’s customary to honk as you pass. If you’re on foot, you cross yourself. When I arrived in Galați, it was raining. I boarded the ferry in a downpour. On board, we were packed in like sardines. As soon as the ramp hit land, the drivers rushed out, revving their engines and honking. I let them go and exited calmly. I continued toward the Székely Land. These are Hungarians who, back in the day, were border guards for the king. They’ve kept their own script (it looks like runes), their flag, and their independence streak. For them, Romania is Hungarian, despite the Treaty of Sèvres in 1920. There are still clashes between Romanians and Székely Hungarians now and then. Since I speak a bit of Romanian, I used it—logical, since it’s the language there—and it put everyone in a good mood! Székely flag
I passed through Bicaz Chei, arriving via one of my favorite kinds of roads. During a break, a bear came to check me out from a distance.
Bicaz Chei
I arrived at the "Heart of Jesus" monument, built by public subscription to thank God for sparing the village from severe flooding.
Now, I’m heading west—next stop, Transylvania, with the in-laws. On the road
Roma house
Bozorka—a Hungarian specialty... 450 grams of meat!
I made it back to France without any issues, already thinking about my next trip. Actually, I just got back from one!
Bonjour,
Les guides papiers et internet semblent dire que conduire en Roumanie n'est pas vraiment facile, entre l'état des route, les roumains, les charrettes, prendre le temps de me dérange pas, mais changer une roue, risquer un accrochage si. Parmi ceux qui ont conduit en Roumanie quel est votre retour d'expérience. Sans voiture c'est se priver de quelques petits coins isolés bien tranquilles j'imagine..
Rien que pour aller dans la montagne au départ d'une rando, y a t'il des bus qui y conduisent ?
Merci.
Les guides papiers et internet semblent dire que conduire en Roumanie n'est pas vraiment facile, entre l'état des route, les roumains, les charrettes, prendre le temps de me dérange pas, mais changer une roue, risquer un accrochage si. Parmi ceux qui ont conduit en Roumanie quel est votre retour d'expérience. Sans voiture c'est se priver de quelques petits coins isolés bien tranquilles j'imagine..
Rien que pour aller dans la montagne au départ d'une rando, y a t'il des bus qui y conduisent ?
Merci.
Bonjour à tous
Nous sommes 3 4X4 à partir cet été en Roumanie et cherchons tous renseignements utiles.
Des WP, itineraires, belles pistes, sites à voir, coin à eviter afin d'optimiser nos 2 semaines sur place
Nous prevoyons un budget d'environ 1500€ par vehicule (2pers) pour une boucle de +/-7000km A/R
Si qq'un veut se joindre à nous...
D'avance Merci
Vincent
Nous sommes 3 4X4 à partir cet été en Roumanie et cherchons tous renseignements utiles.
Des WP, itineraires, belles pistes, sites à voir, coin à eviter afin d'optimiser nos 2 semaines sur place
Nous prevoyons un budget d'environ 1500€ par vehicule (2pers) pour une boucle de +/-7000km A/R
Si qq'un veut se joindre à nous...
D'avance Merci
Vincent
Bonjour à tous,
Je prépare tranquillement un voyage d’un mois en Roumanie (en vélo, en solitaire et en camping souvent sauvage) au mois d’août 2008.🙂
J’arriverai (en théorie ) dans ce pays en voiture via un service de bus (genre gros Taxi Mercedes 9 places ), donc je commence mon périple avec mon ravitaillement en commençant par le nord (pas loin de Satu Mare ). Je compte ensuite faire une grosse boucle vers l’est en passant peut être par la Moldavie pour ensuite revenir vers mon point de départ toujours en passant dans les coins assez reculés .
J’en vient à ma question (peut être un brin naïve, mais je ne connais pas du tout le pays 😉)
-est il possible de se ravitailler facilement en vivre (et en eau) en passant dans les villages (commerce ?) ? (en comparaison, lors de mon ancien trip en vélo, nous avions un "dépanneur", une épicerie en d'autre terme tout les 50 km ce qui évite de porter trop de nourriture et eau ) Merci par avance pour vos conseils et aides . Laurenthttp://globe-reveur.over-blog.com/
J’en vient à ma question (peut être un brin naïve, mais je ne connais pas du tout le pays 😉)
-est il possible de se ravitailler facilement en vivre (et en eau) en passant dans les villages (commerce ?) ? (en comparaison, lors de mon ancien trip en vélo, nous avions un "dépanneur", une épicerie en d'autre terme tout les 50 km ce qui évite de porter trop de nourriture et eau ) Merci par avance pour vos conseils et aides . Laurenthttp://globe-reveur.over-blog.com/
Salut les cyclos!
Nous sommes une famille de cyclotouristes (2 enfants de 1 et 3 ans), l'an dernier, nous avons parcouru l'euroéloroute de nantes à Belgrade. Cet été, nous souhaitons la continuer de Belgrade au Delta du Danube). Plusieors questions :
- Quelle compagnie aérienne pour nous rendre à Belgrade depuis la France, qui accepte nos deux vélos et remorque, sans trop les "maltraiter"? Même question pour le retour depuis Tulcea ou Constanta?
- Qui a déjà parcouru ce tronçon, est il intéressant niveau paysage, pas trop de circulation sur la route?
- Trouve t'on facilement des endroits pur faire du camping sauvage sur l'itinéraire (ou chez l'habitant?)
Merci!
www.lafamillecyclotouriste.blogspot.com
Bonjour
je suis à la recherche de renseignements (ebergements motards, sécurité, lieux à eviter/à ne pas rater, routes..)pour un voyage en moto du 15 juillet au 15 aout prochain.
Départ valenciennes vers Bratislava puis la Hongrie+Roumanie et retour par l'Autriche
Je roule en BMW 1200 gs
Merci d'avance pour les infos
Amicalement
