With our mojos back on track and a little more optimism installed by the wine, we decided to try and book a boat trip on Lake Skadar after all. Not from the town we had left behind but from Viropazar further down the road. From there we would be able to see the whole lake rather than just a narrow arm.
We were still in the low season though and at first we thought we would be out of luck – no group trips were running, only very expensive private tours. But eventually we were pointed in the right direction and found an operator who had started their group tours early.
With a trip booked we said our goodbyes to the winery and carried on down the narrow mountain roads towards the lake. This time, however, the roads were not quite so relaxing – in fact they were decidedly nerve wracking as we brushed past bushes and branches and tried not to fall off the edge down the cliff.
At one point we came head to head with another truck and I closed my eyes and held my breath hoping for dear life that BigMog would keep his footing as we squeezed past, teetering on the edge.
We eventually made it to Viropazar and the whole place felt very much like a tourist trap. It was pretty and not particularly busy but there was little there other than hotels, bars and boat tour operators




But the boat trip itself was lovely



We slipped out of the harbour and onto the lake surrounded by spectacular views



With the mountains in the background it looked gorgeous


Lake Skadar is famous for its water lilies covering every inch of the surface but in early April they were only just starting to show themselves

There were plenty of birds everywhere we looked












But no hippos or crocs, we might have been on the wrong continent!
One of the main attractions here are the pelicans and towards the end of the trip we were thrilled to see a small squadron of them flying overhead








Feeling now as though we had done justice to the Balkan’s largest lake, we headed for the coast and the fishing village of Petrovac. We headed up into the hills again giving us a beautiful view back over the lake

Passing through the lush, green mountains

And finally catching our first sight of the sea for many months

Petrovac is said to be a ‘cosy fishing village with beautiful beaches and a relaxed atmosphere’. It is also said to be ‘full of traffic with dirty beaches and high numbers of tourists’. Which is true?
Well, like most places in Montenegro, the answer is both – depending on when you go. It had started to become apparent that this country is a real Jekyll and Hyde – quiet, almost desolate for 9 months of the year then for the summer months it’s packed full of tourists and almost unbearable.
We were beginning to feel very relieved that we were here in April, especially when we found the only place to park was a small and busy car park which we had to crow bar BigMog into. We couldn’t imagine having any luck here in the summer season.
But once we were parked up and walked to the beach we were pleased


There were enough places open not to feel like a ghost town

And just enough other visitors to have some atmosphere


Plus the weather was on our side for once.
It was definitely a tourist resort but it had a nice feel about it

By the time we got back to BigMog the car park had quietened down a bit and we were able to manoeuvre into a more level spot for the night.
We spent the next morning exploring more of the coast line on foot. We started by wandering through a lovely little olive grove to the Rimski Roman mosaics which were closed but we managed to peer in through the windows



We then set off for the Red Cave along a high coastal pathway


The views were stunning and the weather was unbelievable




The cave itself was actually a tunnel, roughly hewn out of the rocks to allow access through the headland



Along the way were windows carved out overlooking some of the pretty little coves

We eventually made it out of the tunnel and onto Perazica beach

It was dominated by an old hotel that appeared to have been left half built

And from the state of the machinery left behind it looked as though it had been abandoned for a very long time

On the way back to Petrovac we luxuriated on a bench soaking up the sun and I actually felt my face getting sunburnt, it was a strange thing after so much winter.
We climbed up to the little fort on Petrovac beach, looking out over the pretty town


And had a stroll along the harbour


It was all very relaxing but we couldn’t help but think just how different this whole place would be in just three month’s time.
We didn’t want to stray too far from Podgorica over the next few days as we were waiting for our parts to arrive at Mercedes so we decided to head south towards the Albanian border and see the coastal towns down there before retracing our steps back up north.
That meant our next destination was to be the town of Bar. It was only 20km away but the options for parking up overnight were limited so we decided to stop just outside Bar itself on a patch of gravel in Sutomore which becomes an expensive car park in the season but was deserted in April.
We weren’t sure at first, Sutomore is not the most salubrious of towns and our patch of gravel seemed a bit exposed. But it turned out to be so ideal that we returned to it three times over the next few days

As we settled in, James spotted what looked like an old ruin on top of the hill above us so we decided to go and explore.
The path up was overgrown and slippery but when we finally got to the top the effort was well worth it




The ruin turned out to be an old Ottoman fortress which has been broadly left to its own devices and was all the more interesting for that

Looking out over Sutomore itself, however, reminded us a bit of Benidorm!


We made it to Bar the next morning and spent a couple of hours doing chores before driving up to the main attraction – Bar Old Town. This fortified town was built somewhere between the 6th and 10th centuries AD but was destroyed by the Ottomans in 1877 and again by an earthquake in 1979. It is slowly being restored and was quite lovely





Including the impressive Roman aqueduct

We poked around the alleyways and peered out of the casement windows




There was so much to see and some beautiful views





We returned to our gravel patch and spent the night rocking wildly as gales battered the truck and rain lashed down around us. The weather was still grim the next morning which did nothing for our moods as we headed back to Bar to collect our laundry and found that the nearest place we could park was a 1.5km walk away in the pouring rain.
James wasn’t feeling well so he took the laundry back to the truck whilst I went to check out the Palace of King Nikola and see whether Google was right that it was closed

It was. The signs promised that the construction works would be finished in December 2025 but there was no sign of it opening any time soon.
On the way to the laundrette we had also spotted the Church of St John Vladimir which seemed very impressive for something that had not come up in any of my research. So after the disappointment of the palace I went back to have a closer look



Apparently it had only been completed in 2016 so maybe not yet on the official tourist trail.
We were pleased to find a drier day greeting us the next morning and headed back to Bar to visit an olive tree that is over 2,000 years old


I dutifully walked around it three times as the sign told me to

But James was not convinced

Ulcinj was our next stop, right on the border with Albania. We drove through beautiful olive groves up into the hills

And chose a parking spot high above the town to avoid having to negotiate our way through the tiny roads in the centre. It was a long hike down but we had great views over the old town fortress

This is apparently the oldest settlement along the Adriatic coast, dating from the 5th century BC



Much of it was in remarkable condition





Although the views from the top made the rest of Ulcinj look decided shabby


We were not finding this part of the Montenegrin coastline to be particularly beautiful, in fact the further south we went the more run down the whole place felt.
We tried to find somewhere for lunch in the old town but as it is just a tourist attraction everything was closed. In fact, not just closed but a construction site and full of rubbish. We peered down the cliffs towards the sea to find people had tipped old fridges, furniture and all sorts down there. Why would you do that?



We eventually found somewhere to eat along the main beach and the food was surprisingly good but Ulcinj didn’t feel like a great place to stay. So we hiked back up the steep hill to retrieve BigMog and drove to Long Beach a little further down the coast.
It was desolate

And still full of rubbish everywhere we looked

But it was quiet and peaceful with no-one else around so we settled in happily for the night.
As we woke up the next morning all we could hear were birds and waves and even the sun had decided to come out. So we decided to stay put and enjoy some downtown with James doing maintenance on the Mog whilst I worked on our year end accounts. We both even got a little sunburn which we didn’t mind one bit.
Montenegro is so famous for its coastline that we had been a bit disappointed so far. We hoped it would improve further north so after our day off we turned round and headed back the way we had come, through Bar and onwards to the viewpoint for Sveti Stefan – the most famous view of Montenegro

Our thermostat hit 21 degrees and everything looked better in the sun

Although the viewpoint itself was obviously very popular!

We arrived at Budva early in the afternoon and again decided to park up in the hills overlooking the town to keep BigMog out of trouble. It was a very steep hike through the trees to reach the sea

We padded along the pebbles past the few sunbathers braving the April weather and had to wobble across a makeshift wooden bridge before reaching the main beach


We realised straight away that Budva was a completely different proposition to Sutomore, Bar and Ulcinj


It was very pretty

And there were suddenly a lot of tourists around – helped by the lovely weather and the fact it was the week-end

We started to feel as though we were on holiday again and James even had an ice cream

Like many of the places along the coast, Budva also has an old fortified town

Although this one was very different from the others as it was still inhabited and full of tourist shops, bars and restaurants


We wanted to get onto the ramparts to look out over the sea but couldn’t find any way up. Eventually we came across a tourist information office who told us we had to buy a ticket into the citadel in order to get onto the walls.
So off we went. The tickets were only 6 Euros and we happily wandered around the fortress

We found the old church

The library


And some spectacular views



Blue sky and sunshine always makes the world a better place

As we walked back across the wooden bridge with the waves breaking around us and clambered up to BigMog through the trees, I was suddenly transported back to exciting family holidays in Sidmouth with waves crashing over the rocks and the ‘daredevil steps’ that became impassible at high tide.
We weren’t sure whether we were allowed to stay the night in our car park and it wasn’t very level so we left the town heading further north until we found a spot high in the mountains overlooking a quarry


We were 770m up here so it was cool and fresh, although we felt the need to put rocks under the Mogs wheels – neither of us fancied finding ourselves rolling backwards towards that drop in the middle of the night.
We woke up to a pile of chocolate – it was Easter day! It was also 8 degrees up there which was very disappointing until we realised that only two weeks ago we would have felt very lucky to be that warm.
We didn’t want to go much further north as we would be going too far away from Podgorica and our CTIS parts had not yet come in. So instead we headed inland to Lipa Cave.
We had seen a lot of caves on our travels but, despite my claustrophobia or maybe because of it, they never lose their thrill.
Lipa Cave was no exception. It was very expensive but they did include a train ride from the car park

And the guide made it not just a lovely experience but also a very educational one – he was the first person to tell us that stalactites are hollow, who knew?? When I showed an interest in this fact he took us to one of the larger ones and pointed out the hole through the middle

The caves were beautiful with all the stalactites and stalagmites








One formation looked just like a waterfall

And these mini stalagmites were growing up from the ripples in the ground water

Back at the ticket office, we stopped for a few minutes to admire the views


Lipa Cave marked the start of the best few days that we spent in Montenegro. The cave was just outside Cetinje, the historical capital city and a town full of art, history and culture. We spent two days there soaking it all in and enjoying the calm atmosphere and wide open avenues






Many of the historical monuments and palaces line Njegoseva Street where we found the Blue Palace – official residence of the President


It was at this point that I decided to find out what Crna Gora meant as we had seen it all over the country. Google Translate came back with ‘Montenegro’ :
Crna = black = negro
Gora = mountain = monte
I guess I should have been able to work that one out!
The Vlaska church was closed but we had heard that is often the case

We then found the French Embassy, said to be one of the most beautiful buildings in the town and it did not disappoint


Apparently it was designed for Cairo but ended up in Montenegro due to a postal error.
Across the road was the Ministry of Culture

But it was Vujovica House which stole our hearts, we agreed this would be the one to buy


We found out from one of the locals that the house is still lived in, hard to believe looking at the state it was in.
The old Bank of Montenegro is now the fascinating Museum of Money

With an old coin stamp

And the vault still full of money


We got chatting to the guide in the museum who said that in Montenegro the Cetinje accent is considered the worst in the country. James had to sympathise with her – being a Brummy!


There were a lot of other lovely buildings and street art to admire





Including Castle Church, which was also disappointingly closed


King Nicola’s Palace was open though, the seat of the royal family for 50 years during the reign of Montenegro’s first and only King

Inside were all sorts of artifacts belonging to the royals





And the furniture was apparently original




The crown jewels were supposed to be there somewhere but we didn’t find them.
The next stop was the Njegos Museum, otherwise known as Billiard House. This was the residence of the 19th century Prince-Bishop and poet Petar II Petrović Njegoš, considered one of the greatest Slavik authors and still highly regarded in Monenegro


The information boards were all in Montenegrin and we didn’t know enough of the history so whilst it was interesting to wander around the historic house we didn’t learn very much.
There was a large topographical map of Montenegro in the grounds though which was very impressive

We wandered around the edge peering down trying to work out where we had been and where we were going – paying particular attention to how high places were so we could gauge how cold they were likely to be

Our final visit here in Cetinje was the iconic Cetinje Monastery


We had been looking forward to this as it was supposed to contain numerous religious relics of huge importance as well as beautiful icons and royal valuables – including the crown of the Serbian King Stefan Uroš III Dečanski whose tomb we had seen some weeks ago



But we found none of this. I found out later that it is all held in a separate treasury which you can pay to visit but we saw no signs for it.
That afternoon we had a message from Mercedes – our parts were due to arrive in two days’ time.
Almost perfect timing. We wanted to visit Lovcen National Park which was in the opposite direction to Podgorica but to carry on from Lovcen to the northern coast we would either need to drive the Kotor Serpentine Road or backtrack past Cetinje almost to Podgorica and down to the coast. With our clutch and gearbox in a sorry and worsening state, we didn’t want to risk the steep and windy Serpentine Road so would have to double back. That made a visit to Lovcen the perfect way to spend the next two days before heading back to the capital city to collect our parts.
The drive to Lovcen was beautiful, we were really seeing the best of the country now



When we arrived we pulled in by the visitor centre and had a walk through the trees to the small museum


There were statues of the Petrović-Njegoš ruling family outside


But we didn’t find the spectacular views we had hoped for so we jumped back in the truck and drove up to the Njegos mausoleum where Petar II Petrović Njegoš is entombed.
As we drove up I felt myself taking deep breaths, filling my lungs with the fresh air, and I started to feel lighter as the beauty of the mountains unfolded all around us


For all that towns and cities can be fascinating, full of culture and history, I am never happier than in the middle of nowhere surrounded by nothing but the natural world in all its majesty

As we climbed, snow started to appear along the roadside until we found ourselves driving between snow drifts on either side

We decided to carry on past the lower car park as it looked quite full and pressed on round a tight switchback to the upper car park.
Bit of a mistake! The car park was very small and there was nowhere to turn around. On the positive side, there was one space empty that BigMog fitted into perfectly. On the negative side we had no idea how we would get back out again

A problem for later though, for now we were going to make the most of this spectacular place

There were 461 steps up to the mausoleum, mostly inside a tunnel

We stopped after the first set of steps to look out over the tiny car park and try to work out how we were going to get BigMog out but nothing came to mind

So we carried on until we reached the top and it took our breath away




The mausoleum itself was beautifully carved with sculptures outside



And the tomb underneath in the cool, quiet crypt


Back up in the fresh air we stood on the viewing platform for a few minutes taking it all in

Before returning to the tiny car park to assess our options and realising that we had very few. More cars were coming up all the time and the road was now full of cars parked along the side making our escape route even harder.
So in the end we had no choice but to reverse out of the car park and all the way back down the snow-lined road, around the sharp switch back and back down to the lower car park
We got a few looks as James steered a 7.5 tonne truck backwards down a road most people were struggling to go up forwards!
We carried on into the heart of the national park and found an absolutely gorgeous place to park-up for the night




It was only early afternoon so we got our chairs out and sat outside with contented smiles on our faces until it was time for bed

We woke up to another fabulous day and I decided to make the most of it and go on a 10.5km walk around the Wolf Trail – a popular walking route up into the mountains.
James decided he would go out on his bike so I left him setting it up and strode off up the road to the start of my trail. I passed a sign warning people not to hike solo but figured I wasn’t going off piste and it was a well marked trail so I’d be fine.
The trail started off winding around a beautiful, remote village



Before heading uphill into the trees where I found a viewpoint looking out all the way to the sea


The second half of the walk took me through the forests


Where I suddenly came up against a surprising barrier – snow

I slipped and slid over it wishing I had James’ steady hand to keep me upright

But it didn’t last long, eventually the path started going back down and I popped out near the road

I had only met a handful of people all morning, it had been blissfully peaceful and beautifully warm. By the time I got back to BigMog I was tired but happy.
James returned a few minutes later with a smile on his face having ridden up into the clouds

That evening we cooked a Thai Green curry and I finally opened my special birthday wine that I had saved for seven months waiting for the perfect evening to enjoy it. Neither the wine nor the evening disappointed. We felt as though we had found a little piece of paradise


As we left Lovcen the next morning we were very sad to be going. It had been a perfect couple of days. But we had UniMog parts to collect and there was plenty more of Montenegro beckoning us onwards and upwards. So we packed up, took one last look at the soaring mountains and turned up the road back towards Podgorica….