The day started with Deep Purple playing at full volume. The music doesn't seem to stop day or night.
We spent a lot of the morning with Bodya and we decided to see him off as he was riding back to Cherkassy today (for him, 7 hours on his 1953 M-72). He is such a nice fella and we appreciated his company and conversation - even though we both had difficulties with translation.
We then caught a trolley-bus into the city centre to explore and see some sights. It is a beautiful city with ancient buildings, beautiful architecture and manicured gardens. Horse and carriages were carrying people about the city, we had views out over the Black Sea and we could view the workings of the local port.
We didn't get back to the campground till well after dark (10.30pm) and immediately tried to find our Russian mates but they had packed up and left. Oh well, we are on our own again. On our way back to the room we couldn't believe our eyes when in the dim light we spotted a military M-72 outfit complete with machine gun. The rider and pillion were in full military regalia. Looked fantastic. Of course they didn't speak any English but we got the message across that we had a bike similar and were having troubles with it.
The rider (Oleg) and his friend who spoke a little English came to have a look. After a few kicks, and scratching his chin the bikes battery went totally dead and they left.
Now we have a bike that wont go and finding a needle in a haystack would be easier than finding a battery in Odessa...!!! And we still have the original, unsourced problem!
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