Mountain cottage Stara Horaren
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... rode the funicular instead. From there we caught the train back to our little town, 6kms from where we started, and according to Marketa, we held the record for the season, return a full hour before the rest of her other groups did. Our reward was naps and showers before some of us tackled the next challenge; eating very large grilled pork knuckles.
Our escape in the mountains is complete and tomorrow we head towards the groups final spot, Budapest. ...
An 8:20 start this morning with the weather forecast not looking too good.
We wound our way through the city to the outskirts with the sun shining and Saturday morning traffic not too heavy. We had 350km to cover today to our destination of Stary Smikovec, Slovakia.
Before we set off Thomas one of the Americans gave us a puzzle to think about along the way.
" Three travellers call into a hotel for the night. The hotelier says the rooms are ...
... By early morning it was raining, vertical rain with no wind and it was cold. So we packed up a wet tent was packed and headed off to our planned destination of the High Tantra’s in Slovakia northern areas. The area is famous for its high altitude rocky mountains and trees. Both sounding beautiful.
The rain got heavier and heavier… and strangely no wind. On the highway we also got pulled over by the Slovak Police and fined for not having a ...
High above the alpines amongst the clouds, I gaze upon the pine trees and valley towns. Birds echo along the foothills as clouds scoot up the ravine, perched on a granite boulder, I enjoy the stillness. Passing the ridge we venture down through the trees to the distant sound of water. Arriving at Zamkovskeho Chalet nestled in the pines we duck into a cosy cabin for a hot Turkish coffee. Walking alongside the rushing waterfall, it's loud applause cheers us on. The mountains grow as ...
Purple and yellow flowers line the edge of the grassy granite path as we venture upon the mountain ridge towards Mt Chleb. The fresh alpine air cleanses my lungs from the metropolis's stain. I sigh a grand relief as I view distant towns, ahhhhhh. Arriving at our camp at the foot of the high tatras (the mountain range between Slovakia and Poland) we pitch our tent and admire the beauty. ...