| suhy11. 08. 2022 02:28:12 |
The Bosova gully is talked about so much and enthusiastically that even a complete alpinistic illiterate finally got convinced to bite into it once. Courage alone of course is not enough for brilliant climbing achievements, you also need some basic knowledge of the three points for safe movement upwards on indispensable support points, if the climber doesn't want a hard landing at the bottom of the abyss, plus stout mental resilience and heaped measure of physical strength, skill and toughness. And of course helmet, that must not be missing from climbing gear, because an honest soul never knows when some useless boulder might roll down from above. The man reads all the writings generously provided by many experts of these areas under Brana and available in the internet, from aerial photos he draws the route he will take up the gully and threads it into a handy satellite compass, so cosmic mechanics orbiting high in the sky around mother Earth will surely find him, if he strays somewhere unknown and save the mountain rescuers a lot of topographical trouble to track down the misguided unfortunate.
Having done all that the man from Jermanci, where the road for dual-track vehicles is nicely leveled, in light trot early morning heads towards Pastirci and a few minutes before them tightens the strap, drifts left and puffs up the scree to the first jump in Bosova gully. Climbing in the gully is really easy, as if watching champion Janja G. on an artificial wall. The altitude meter without pause records stunning results. Somewhere in the middle of the ravine the man bumps into - freely after dementia - Andrej, Marjeta and Andraž, who have the same inclinations, to conquer Kaptana and Brana. Only they have measured the ravine multiple times, the man despite his unenviable EMS is a pioneer in it. They continue together, because unity is strength. That of course means all orientation puzzles that tormented the man the day before while sifting through various descriptions by many authors, where, when, where, how much, why, how, why, with what, ..., when facing the cliffs of Kaptana, have evaporated irretrievably.
Proud that he has asked the gully and conquered Kaptana, the man parts from the friendly trio, trots to Brana and at Kamniško sedlo in pleasant sunshine in front of the hut ties his soul with hop juice. When osmosis has ensured that the spirits from the beer permeates the bloodstream, suddenly on the left opposite Brana appears a colossal rock mass towering high into the sky. OMG, WTF is that now? Quickly rummages in his terabyte memory and discovers 128-bit cuneiform that it can't be anything else but ancient Planjava. The freshly infused spirits just permeated into the blood, which slightly fogs the mind, adds to the lower trunk extremities despite global energy crisis some modest GWh energy and the torso of the newbie alpinist already in the next moment launches with incredible speed along the marked path into the rock spire. And not much time passes when he triumphantly stands on the summit. Yes, he says proudly peering into endless distances, Kamnik Alps are really a wonderful piece of native soil, treasure trove of natural wonders, heavenly views, example of pristine untouched fauna and flora. Is it the same in Repov kot, the man poses a philosophical question. While struggling and staggering under Srebrno sedlo on sparse scree on steep rocks, he contentedly concludes that Repov kot is also a jewel of KSA. And may it remain so forever and ever.
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