While performing our morning ritual we heard the rumbling of the clouds coming closer. In the middle of our granola breakfast the lightning struck a little too close for comfort so we moved into the forest. Two hours and a cardgame later we came out again and got ready for the road, only to be stopped by a farmer that signaled that we should come with him to have a drink. He invited us into his home and called over the neighbor translator. As we told our story, Sanja filled the table with cheese, salami, freshly baked bread, chocolate and homegrown tomatoes and green bell peppers. Željko, the jolly farmer, ran in and out of the room to show us all his different kinds of homebrews. We tasted every one of them with great appreciation whilst listening how it is all made.
Then the conversation continued: "Do you get many tourists around here?". "No you are the first." He replied, and guided us to his winecellar where he let us taste all of his wines accompanied with dried pork meat, cut straight from the bone. As he was showing us around his vineyard, he uncorked a dusty bottle to share with us in the evening sun that finally came through. The last question he asked was "how are you feeling now, compared to when I picked you up after the rain?" And we said: "you put a smile on our faces for the rest of the week". Before we left they gave us as many gifts as we could carry. Our bags were topped off with the following items: - Orehovac (1L of our favorite walnut liquor) - Tavarica (1,5 L grape liquor) - red wine and rosé wine ( 2L of each) - homegrown tomatoes for days ( about 3 kg) - 1 giant wild deer salami 20 km of swirving later, we made a double bunk bed with our hammocks and had our first wild pig visit of Croatia.