I slept very well - I was slightly worried about the train and road passing so close to the camp, but it was extremely quiet at night. After breakfast in the morning, I figured I wanted to do some sightseeing - time felt less tight now - so I thought I'd check out the Adršpach rocks.
I pedalled the 2km or so back to the rocks, which were much quieter early in the morning. I swung down to the station and attached my bike at the side of an information cabin, and got in the queue to buy tickets - only to have a confusing back-and-forth with the woman on the gate repeatedly pointing me somewhere vaguely outside. Eventually I figured out they wanted me to move my bike - not particularly obvious, as it wasn't in any way in the way. Sigh, I moved it the bare minimum behind the corner and chained it up in as prominent a place as I could. A bit pointless!
Anyway, the rocks themselves are amazing and well worth seeing. First I wondered around the little lake, which is very picturesque, but not a path on the rock field itself.
The Good Solider Švejk - I truly was in the Czech lands
The Thunder rock. Apparently some, ahem, Englishmen decided to spend a night in the rockfield in the nineteenth century. There was a massive thunderstorm, and they sheltered under this rock, and carved these symbols in it as proof.
