The campsite I stayed at was run by two lovely little old ladies and it was cheap too. I was approached by an Austrian mountain biker. He told me an easier route from what I had planned. I was planning on sticking to the Austrian/Slovenian border and then heading north. He told me that there is an old road to Graz (R70) that has now been replaced by a motorway (A2). He said it has a few steep hills but is definitely the easier route. So that was what I did.
The road was a bit up and down but almost flat all the way to a Griffin. I then had my first climb. Then a steep descent followed by yet another steep climb. That was really how the day panned out on a whole. The Austrian had told me that I need to keep heading 
east to get away from the mountains. The photos I have taken over the last few days seem to be nothing but mountains. I’ll be glad to get away from them and give my legs a break. Although they have been the setting for some of the most beautiful views I’ve seen on the trip.
As I got closer to Graz the mountains did seem to recede, they were now just steep hills. Hopefully tomorrow will be easier on the legs. I’m not going to stay in Graz. The campsite I’m staying at is really expensive and it’s a Sunday tomorrow. Maybe I’ll have a proper look around another day.