| rozka4. 09. 2018 13:49:36 |
Ah Dunja, "my" Dunja ...lonely, steep, isolated and full of cekov, hehhe and just that rawness, unfrequentedness gives it that something that makes me return and return...
I leave the car before the start of the 18 km road (go sometime by bike, I recommend, looong, looong, but nice ) and set off on path 602, first along a steep road, which soon turns into the forest and then past a couple of houses that are still inhabited, as a friendly grandpa surprises me from the window; then Dunja starts to show its true face. The path goes most of the time along the very edge of the forest, where the loud road reminds you that civilization is close, but you still feel alone and small.
The path to saddle Mincigos, where path 602a joins, is trodden, well-marked, otherwise steep, but "troubles" arise when you exit the forest onto the meadow at the fallen tree. Here the marks completely disappear . I cross the meadow by myself, but too far to the right, then I look ahead, look down—it was blowing hard behind my rear , hehe, I turn back and try straight ahead; it seemed like some passage?!!, meanwhile thinking, just so I don't have to go down here, just so the weather holds (afternoon storms forecast?!!) and lo and behold, I spot a red dot, yuhu, but the troubles aren't over yet, as the maneuver to the top repeats a couple more times. There are no marks at all, or they are very poorly visible, and so before the summit section it "pulls" me to the left, into cut scrub; of course I tell myself, super, that's a sign that I'm on the right track, hehehe and suddenly a path joins from the right?!! and I see that I have bypassed the desired summit , ehhehhe. Of course, I reverse and I'm already standing on the summit of Dunja, yippee. I take a quick look at the path ahead, but since the clouds also had the main say that day, I don't linger long: a slight descent, then a real enjoyable traverse all the way to the summit of Lipnik along a well-preserved mule track, which slightly fades under the summit, but there are no problems.
Here, due to the weather, I decide not to descend the same way (the plan was descent via 602a) and the most optimal route is—to me otherwise arduous—the road, path no. 601. On the way, I peek at the Bieliga pasture just as the first thunder rumbles, and my decision quickly proves more than correct. A short snack at the weekend huts, which have a truly dreamy location, then to Chiout, where I managed (hmm, I got a bit thoughtful) to "charm" only the 7th vehicle, just as it started to rain, heehehe. Obviously, I need to work more on those techniques than on the execution of the tour itself, hehhehee
The tour is extremely varied; you have to use your nose a bit, especially in the upper part: steep, solitary and also long, but it fills you up for quite some time and offers just that which draws you back.
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