Walking with the Bears

The morning is grey but it is not poring down so we decide to give it a try!.We have been walking for 15 minits, got lost once for a couple meters and it starts to rain. We make it to the next hut, a neighbor actually, 15min avay. Goran and Marko stop for a cigarette "lets wait if it gets any better" but the rain just poors down more and more ...

They decide to go back to the gut, in the warm, have a couple beers :) I really want to see if it is possible to get over that mountain to the other side so i keep going, it rains of and on, sometimes strongly sometimes just a little.

First surprise, a smashed animal, he fell from the rocks in the background. I tryed to make a dramatic picture :) Well i m no photograph so no wonder this just looks like nothing. The grey stuff in the forground are the guts of the animal all over the path....

Second surprise, some track, not any tracks..... I m not alone in this mountain :)

The top... its cloudy and i cant see anything i ll walk around a bit more but apart from more bear tracks and the impressive flight of a dozen "aigle" above my head i wont find no track... It gets cold so i decide to go back to the warm hut and definatly give up the idea of getting to the Trenta valley this way. Dont want to be eaten by bears or freeze my ass alone somewhere out there....

Tomorrow i ll head south! somewhere warm! enought rain and clouds....

The Hut

Dom na Komni

I finally get to the hut where an old lady is welcoming the rare visitors at this time, i drop my stuff in the dorm, put on some dry clothe and get a beer :) Later just before night, the 2 only other occupants arrive. They are coming back from a day long walk that normally takes 4 h... The snow is covering up the tracks, they got lost. Even though it is only around 1800 m, there is up to 2m snow...

Recompense

Up to the Hut

So I hitch-hicked my way to the start of the footpath leeding to that first hut. Was not easy coz they was not much traffic but i got some nice rides with locals, one of them being a para glider instructor. Again i get the feeling young Slovenians are fully into sensations and extreme sports. Before starting the walk up, i have a quick look at the Slavica waterfalls right at the bottom of that walk. Pretty impressive stuff, the water level is high, the waterfall roring and i get wet getting a bit closer for a picture.

High water level on the river

As close as it gets, pretty wet there...

The walk is not too long but the backpack with added food supplies for a couple days is quite heavy... The end of the track is covered with some snow and doesn't make the walking any easier. I am still amazed by the beauty of nature around here.

More nature, Bleg and Bohin

Ok The blog will be in English from now on!! I am giving the address to all the amazing amazed people i am meeting on the road so they can follow whats happening.

Sorry but i will now sometimes reduce the quality of images, connexions are not always exactly fast...

I was supposed to leave yesterday with Rok, a dude who wanted to do a bit of kayaking on the soča river to, but the weather was so shitty and the water level so high, he didnt want to go. Instead i visited the beautiful gorges of vintegar you saw in the previous post...

An other picture from somewhere in vintgard where we got lost with the girls...

After a good night of sleep, I left Bled with a map and the plan to walk over the mountains into the Trenta Valley so i got on the Road to Dom Na Komni the Hut in the Komni part of the slovenian alps. This would be a nice place to do a couple walks around and eventually join the next valley for some withe river kayaking down the Soča valley with Blaž whom i met in Ljubljana. As i said the weather is not to good, but not the worst possible either... Gives a mystical view of the lakes of Bled and Bohin.

Lake Bled

Lake Bohin

Nature et decouverte

Les superbes gorge ou j'ai fait un tour avec 3 americainne pour me remettre de la dure et longue soire de hier.




Dans le George Best ca geule a coin et la biere coule a flot un fois de plus. J'en peu plus de cet ordi. Bizes!

Marche, Kayak et 2ans de George Best

Je commence par suivre les conseil de Jiga et fait un marche vers une tit hutte a 1h30.
Sur la route une salamandre fuit, j ai apris ensuite que les slovene font du schnaps a la salmandre. Il font couler le schnaps sur la salamandre qui secrette un poison halucinogene. Il parait qu avec ca, ben c'est garanti que les enteremetn de vie de garcon part en couille comme il se doit....
Apres un bon goulash a la cabane, je suis de retour a l'agence de Jiga et m'inscrit pour un tit rafraichisement course pour l'esquimo rolle (se retourne en Kayak). Easy je masterise la technique.
Direction George Best Pub/hostel qui fete ses 2 ans et offre un barbeuc royal. Encore mieux que le mien, sisi... La biere, le whisky et le JaegiBull coule a flot... C'est un truc pour toi gunther ca, Jaeggermeister red bull.... La soire se fini tellement tard que plus personne peut m'indiquer ou est mon lit, je dors quelque heure sur un banc a cote du patron qui ronfle comme un ours.

16.05.2008 : 981

Mmm meme pas trouve de titre original pour ajourd'hui.... 981 c'est apprioxamitivement le nombre de miles que j'ai parcourues jusque la.
Jusque la j'ai passe la jourenee a ecrire tout ce que vous avez lu, alors j'espere que ca vous plait!!
Ca suffit, j vais fait un tour dehors, grimper un peu, acheter un bon sac de couchage et me diriger vers le nord est pour randonner un peu dans les alpes slovenes.

Bises a vous tous, vous me manquer deja (un peu)

Je complete ce post, la journee s'est fini par un achat de bon duvet en plum d'oie filling 600 pour les conaiseurs, j devrai plus jamais avoir froid avec ca. Ensuit, depart pour Bled!! La ville au nom si prometeur :)

Easy le stop, une miss super sympas ma aborde a l'arret de bus pour m explique ou il faut aller et puis j'ai pas attendu 20 minute que 2 jeunes s'arrete. Ca me change du camioneur si peu locasse (ca me revien il a meme pas me dire quel sont les plat traditionelles...). Eux bosse dans les sport extrem, encore... Ce coup ci, dans la chute libre, il film le saut en tandeme des touristes. Il m'emenent au centre pour boir une biere. Je rencontre un de leur pote, Jure, un type un peu dingue qui faisait du hokey et va maintenant partout en velo (y compris en italy pour matter le Giro). On parle de Thailand et de voyage, pour lui c'est l'echapatoire de sa vie de tout les jours. Il me propose de m'heberger, j'accepte. Superbe apart tout neuf, beaucoup de gout le mec. On bois encore un tit schnaps de sa grand mere en mattant la demi final de hokey.

Bled. (encore un chateau bordel)

J'ai depase les 1000 miles hehe!