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The trail connecting the Posavje and Zasavje areas, from Bizeljsko in the east to Janče in the west across lonely plateaus, steep slopes and river valleys is over 200km long, ending on the mighty Kum, which the eye follows throughout the entire hike.

Last week on Monday I set off on vacation to Bizeljsko where I began the 'expedition'. A gentle breeze helped conquer the changing landscape from Pannonian plains to increasingly hilly slopes above Kozje, culminating on the broad Bohor. At the junction of pre-Alpine and pre-Dinaric highlands, gentle snowflakes escorted me to the hut in the evening.
The morning of the second day surprised me with cold and a completely different landscape clad in winter white. From Bohor towards Lisca, fog shadowed me for a while, preventing easy trail marker following. Intense focus and good orientation were required. Trudging through snow was hugely fun, allowing childlike glee in solitude and silence I hadn't anticipated all days. But when wind joined, constantly scattering my daypack, I got mad. I quickly let it go; anger is pointless and unnecessary here.
On the third day I headed across sv. Lovrenc where a four-legged friend joined me. I named him Ben. Though he urged me to Veliki Kozja peak, I declined as the trio of rain, snow, and steepness was too risky. The path from Zidani Most to Kopitnik deserves special mention. Steepness you won't forget for a long time. Across Gor to Zgornja Rečica where Z-markers for the Zasavje trail are either very faded or missing. Lots of fallen trees and again those Zasavje slopes, the main feature of this linking trail.
After overnight rest on Šmohor, confusion hit my mind seeing the snow-covered meadow—what season is it?
The charm of long trails lies in accepting the reality nature hands you moment by moment. Shoes dried, I'm rested, so off I go. Along the way I thank the wind for sparing me and marvel at how the world changed in mere days. Across Kal and Mrzlica to Podmejo pass and over Sveta planina to mountain hut Vrhe, from where on day five I continued to Čemšenik. The steepness in knee-deep snow eased as I saw blue sky atop. How my eyes thirsted for sunbeams that followed me from descent to Izlake to ascent over Zasavska Sveta gora. Priceless vistas and indulgence in following days. A very nice and interesting view above the quarry over Kresnice. From Ušta Žerenk's home along the path to Jevnica valley I admired Ljubljana basin with Polhograjske peaks, Triglav looming over mists, and eastwards to Ksa. Nice forest path from Janče to Litija officially ends via Ostrež on Kum. Last stage mischievously longest; I tweaked it cautiously to catch public transport back to reality.
Anyway, a trail worth attention. Whole or in stages, whatever. Plenty of huts, churches, farms, meadows, historical and cultural heritage remnants. We cross railway, Savinja, and mother Sava shaping most of this wonderful rugged landscape.

"On the long solitary trail I revisit and discover my bright and dimmer, known and unknown soul fragments"

Thanks! And thanks for the explanation🙂

At the Podbreg parking lot near Podbrežnik's chapel I leave the car and hurry left along the road, past the sleeping Logar Valley, towards the cart tracks that lead me higher and higher. There are many tracks, I follow the 'main' one, accompanied by a sweaty forehead and a joyful step. And the views that open up drive away the feeling of steepness. I also visit the cleared and grassy part of Podbrežnik's mountain pasture, then up along the winding cart track. Somewhere it ends and I have to descend to a lower one where there is a large rock with blue spots, there I follow it to the left turn, when I head along an indistinct grassy slope that brings me to a former, almost erased path. Crossing a leaf-strewn path in the forest ends in a scattered ravine, when I reach the walls of Logar Peč on which I later feast my eyes on one of the most beautiful views. The path from Icmanik's mountain pasture onwards is easy and nicely traceable. The summit is worth the sleep deficit and the early morning expedition. Greedily I expose myself to the sun and enjoy the solitude, views and well-deserved snack. I descend towards Klemenča Jama from where I turn towards Plesnik's mountain pasture, which in between pleasantly surprises me with a view of a waterfall whose name I don't know but which beautifully crowned the trip, in moments when the sky began to darken. The path from the pasture to Logar Valley is nicely marked and full of still lifes and solitude. I can't imagine spending a free day more beautifully

Is Krofička in the background?

To a touristy and crowded peak via a solitary path. I received peace and silence, as I wanted. The path through Grlo is sprinkled with sand and through winding it splits into more or less torn trails. In the terrain where the closed path from Pišnica joins I enjoy a sound-isolated space, where my eye meets sun rays and reflections of countless colors. At the top I don't stay long and I take a slow slalom towards Črnim vodam. I feel quite honored when in silence I meet no one, accompanied by an avenue of the most excellent colors. Tamar valley favorably to ears and eyes, pleasantly we are alone. Nice autumn day
Good luck

Morning meditation and relaxation...

It is so🙂

Where was I?

Vranje pečine

Nice that we met at the top. And along the way admired and photographed the same, wonderful autumn motifs🙂

Across the Soča?

Though it's not from today...

To not open a new topic, I will also paste here a few impressions of yesterday's visit to Dolgi hrbet, Skuta, Turska and Brana. I left the car in KB and hitchhiked to Jezersko. To my great joy, a friendly mountaineer took pity on me and drove me to Ravenska Kočna and saved me 5km of walking. Robert thanks again! The path to Češka koča, which conveniently lies in the oval cirque under Grintovec and Dolgi hrbet, was a pleasant warm-up and the atmosphere with the surrounding, mostly young hikers was truly exciting. The views of the massive northern walls and the height filled me with playful energy, so after moving across the shady slabs I was soon at Mlinarsko sedlo. A completely new terrain followed me, as I had not been on Dolgi hrbet yet. After rock scrambling I was alone on a wonderful viewpoint. I will return. I waved to the crowd on the neighboring, largest one and headed towards Skuta. The path is traceable and well marked. Under its summit I am shamelessly greeted by chamois, one of which poses quite cutely for me and now I have a full album of photos of the horned furry one On Skuta I have a proper snack and move on, because the descent from Skuta at certain points requires full attention. Across scree and a secured ridge I was again on today's already similar, sand-covered ledges, when a pleasant stroll awaits me to the noticeably lower but no less respectable Turska gora. Solitude and silence in the windless conditions and admiration of everything that surrounds me. The descent from Turska requires quite good attention all the time, as the world is scattered and huge amounts of red rocks and gravel on the path is not a very friendly environment for no longer so rested legs. The wild world of Kotliči is secured in places but requires thoughtful steps. The ascent to Brana was after all a nice concluding part of the trip, which again served me with solitude at the summit. The sun's heat was saying goodbye and with it my steps from the summits of some mighty giants of this wonderful mountain range. Radler at the saddle and accumulated endorphins in the body triggered an almost skipping step towards the valley, which I just managed to catch in daylight. A wonderful day and again full of experiences...

Thanks☺️ the route took the whole day and the length seems just right for this time of year🙂

But the day finally arrived that I was waiting for like a birthday celebrant for a birthday cake I started at the trailhead of path 605, place Ombrico and with a headlamp set off along the road under the highway, which later turns into a cart track and then a path. With a heavy backpack the ascent seemed slow to me but at dawn and in the company of larch groves I was quite quickly at the saddle di Cjanalot. Since I had the honor last year to get to know Poldašnja peak and Piparje, I now left them without bad conscience and set off to Dve špici, which are marked with an attractively carved path and a tunnel. After the descent the path turns to the shady north side, I follow the markings 649, towards Cuel dai Pez. Here I notice a dislodged piton, which does not present major difficulties, but the crossing of the scree that follows requires careful steps. I noticed that two variants of the short passage are possible, in any case crumbly and full of scattered sand, which I also encounter later under Monte Sechieiz. At the top I snack and in solitude admire the kingdom of Montaža. I continue along the path of the Alpine Battalion Gemona and can only marvel at the work of hands, at such height not so distant past. Along the dynamic path over ladders and bridges, I walk along the forest path grateful for breath to the solitary mountain pasture Bielige. I leave the terrace with the most beautiful views and along paths 601 and 602 visit Lipnik. The visibility of the markings disappears when I finish the ridge journey and descend from the top of Dunja into the valley. Steepness and high grasses and the path that goes where you think the path wouldn't go. The path with ascetic markings is marked with purple dots, which are visible especially to those who ascend here. The almost indignation at searching for passages was stopped by the sight of antlers, standing so close, a beautiful chamois. And next to it, a smile was drawn on my face by a clearly visible and traceable path that continued in the forest. The descent to Dogne or our Dolnje was approaching, where I have stored beautiful memories of Camino Celeste. A day full of steps, joy, beauties and above all gratitude....

On the last free day, this Sunday, I enjoy it immensely. After a very early wake-up call and, because my memory obviously fails me as to where exactly the starting point for pl.Dolgo njivo is, I leave the car quite low, for which my afternoon legs will be very 'grateful'. The path to Košutnikov turn was a good warm-up and with the sun we set off uphill together. I started ridge walking with a careful descent on the eastern path, because it's full of debris and caution is needed. Then the rocky poetry begins, where I feel like a toddler on a playground. Nowhere a soul, just a narrow, gravelly path with occasional wire rope at places where it might come in handy; sometimes it's loose and presents no difficulties at all. Macesje and Užnik appealed to me a lot. Until the junction where the path from Cjajnik joins, I don't meet anyone. This changes near Kladivo, even more so on Veliki Vrh. In this second half of the ridge the path is equally beautiful, simple and well marked, with the addition of even more beautiful and closer backdrops of other peaks. The return via the lower pastures, where you can refresh and quench your thirst, also offers a wonderful spectacle, where on one side you can proudly observe the traversed path, and on the other the giants of Ksa and Storžič, who watch over you vigilantly all day. I don't know if it's the adrenaline that after the whole day causes a joyful jump to the car or just that I quenched the thirst for indescribable beauties and peace... Dazed, I sit in the car and drive off into reality 🙂