I hate to be so repetitive but more f’ing trees. This walk
seems to have gone out of its way to join all of the forested areas of Slovakia.
Ok I am being unfair so far the forests are well managed and deciduous and so
beautiful. And like snowflakes every tree is different.
Hard to get lost |
No, we are not complaining really. Not even us adults. It’s
easy for the kids. They are young and fit.
The forests around here are deep, we met a few people. One
of who was a man hiking naked – he put underpants on when he saw us coming. So
at least we have seen something ‘bare’. Later we met a lady picking blueberries
– there were loads – she had seen a bear print that morning (fake). We didn’t
say we had seen a bare man. Not sure which is more scary*,**.
However, any thought of ever complaining completely
disappeared when we entered that valley of Kralova Studna, or Kralova Hola as
the wife kept calling it. We should get to Kralova Hola in about a year and a
week’s time, or in a few weeks due to the magic of editing, so it was confusing.
Rule of Thirds |
The hotel, the only thing there, other than a ski lift, was
great. They did our washing – so we can continue to smell nice. I think this is
why people don’t believe what we are doing. We are clean. We don’t have the
accumulated grime of days of walking and sleeping rough. We have clean clothes
and smell of soap. So people – it can be done. At least to Day 17.
Paradise |
There was a group of Chi Kung (Life Energy Cultivation)
practitioners at the hotel. Watching them in the morning was an eye opener. It
looked like something that would be useful to all of us, stretching, moving
everything. Until they started washing themselves with the fresh air that is.
They lost me there.
*(Note to Tijana) I know it’s “scarier”
Kralova Studna |
Day 17
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Cumulative
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Distance Walked
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27km
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374km
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Meters Climbed
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1,013m
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13,507m
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Walking Time
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8:11
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120:33
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General Comment
Got to the most beautiful valley I have ever seen.
The 5 highest mountains in Slovakia – 13,153 meters and only Day 17.
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