The tickets were hop on, hop off so at the far end of the lake we stopped for a light lunch and I decided to walk the rest of the way back.
Leaving John to get back on the bus I set off for an easy stroll round the path until I was tempted by a sign, Grad, 1. The path led steeply uphill through woods and criss crossed other paths without signs but I plodded hopefully, and sweaty, on till I reached the Bled castle by the back door.
I didn't go inside but took the view back to our hotel, the one that looks like a Swiss chalet.
We hoped to finish off the day at the reps quiz but the turnout was so poor that it was cancelled.
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