Today I visited my home mountain. And once again realized that it's safer here in the mountains, even though they're demanding, than on Slovenian roads. Why that's the case and why these same reckless drivers drive calmly right across the border is a topic that doesn't belong here, but I had to mention it anyway. It didn't spoil my day, though, not at all on my revisit to the beauty of Matkova Kopa.
It's still partially clad in white and still evokes strong feelings despite multiple visits. Lately I've been neglecting it, but today it was just mine. Actually, also from the jackdaw that tried to beg me for chocolate and from the chamois that watched me suspiciously from above. The other one sadly met a tragic end on the forest road that I use to connect to the middle path, which I took to ascend. At the summit I lingered quite a while and only reluctantly started descending. I crossed towards Jevševec and under the walls turned back to the middle path. For me, that's the best descent option.
The Easter eggs, which I assume Antonija left, remained untouched. Maybe someone else will need something sweet for more energy.
