| lijaneja17. 09. 2026 11:54:44 |
It's been several decades since my ascent here, it was high time to repeat it. Like on Sunday on Kanin, Vito kept me company, from Jermance we start a quarter to seven. When parking the cars after a few years I am glad to meet Matjaž, who is heading with a colleague to Planjava. From the description I see that they successfully completed the tour.
A bit unusual though, but like in recent years I go to Mrzla gora from the direction of Kamniška Bistrica, over K. saddle and Okrešelj. In the hut I treat myself to tea, the stove is not lit, so I hang the shirt outside on the line. Interestingly, despite the number of parked cars above and below we don't encounter any hikers, only during the descent to Okrešelj two are ascending towards the saddle. Nature has again taken care of changing the route just before the descent, as it has gnawed such a deep channel that the markers had to move the path. They did it excellently. At the new construction of Noah's ark we don't stop, past the GRS bivouac into the forest, where the path soon disappears, instinct guides us more to the triangular scree. The most demanding is the initial part of entering the wall, probably we climbed in the wrong direction, because in my faint memory years ago we had no difficulties. From the smooth wall, where within my reach there was no suitable and reliable hold, Vito helps me, from there on no more difficulties. On the contrary. We really enjoyed both gullies and among the dwarf pines, I kept to the route, Vito all the time climbs along the ridge, he descended from it only onto the marked path that comes from Latvica. From there to the top of the mountain the path is all in iron, all the time I look out for the poles that an acquaintance recently left, on the return he didn't find them anymore, but without success. On the top we stay in super weather conditions for less than an hour, during this time two more hikers arrive via the classic route. The visitors' book in extremely poor condition, packed in a torn thin garbage bag. I put it in the bag from my rags, which is also not the most suitable, so I ask possible visitors for an Ikea bag that closes well.
The descent to Okrešelj took an hour and a half, curiosity takes me to the hut, where horrified I notice the stepmotherly attitude of the builders, actually those responsible for this object, since in the courtyard all over lies expensively paid, helicopter-delivered construction material, which of course quickly deteriorates in the open. The scoundrels beg for money, with 'normal owners' the home should have been open long ago, they excuse themselves with lack of funds, from me they never get anything more. I hope that therefore someone will also ANSWER.
In bad mood again uphill, in front of the hut only the locals are still chatting. The sun is already low, so we also soon take off down, where surprisingly there are still some cars...
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