In the morning I got packed up and fuelled the bike. Russian petrol is good and cheap. I didn’t need any between Moscow and Kaliningrad, but Chip and Ken told me it’s expensive in Europe. I figured I might as well fuel up now.

Inga was going to come out on her bike to escort me to the border. The pink ninja today, as the pink Goldwing is in Moscow. (Does that make it a pinkwing? I’ve only just thought of that). However, the bike had a flat battery.

I followed her land cruiser through the woods, where we stopped in a random spot. There are wild pigs in the woods that have become semi-tame. The locals sometimes feed them, so when a car stops they come and see what’s for dinner. A bit like the ducks on your average duck pond.

They were quite a size and fairly forceful. I had my gloves nipped even though I had no food in my hands. Interesting to see though, and it means I can add pigs to the list of animals I’ve seen. Bonus!