Τριήμερο στον Εθνικό Δρυμό Τριγκλαβ (2864μ)
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Trail stats
- Distance
- 28.7 mi
- Elevation gain
- 10,243 ft
- Technical difficulty
- Moderate
- Elevation loss
- 10,243 ft
- Max elevation
- 9,368 ft
- TrailRank
- 55
- Min elevation
- 1,865 ft
- Trail type
- Loop
- Coordinates
- 17765
- Uploaded
- September 30, 2023
- Recorded
- September 2023
near Studor v Bohinju, Bohinj (Slovenija)
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Day 1
Refreshed, rested and happy, we started for the main climb of our mission in Slovenia.
Outside the village there was a parking lot where we left the car and it was our starting point.
We should point out that in Slovenia we did not find public parking anywhere in the settlements and cities, it was all paid.
The route of the 4th day consisted of a continuous and playful climb up to 2500 meters.
We crossed to the opposite side of the Mostnika gorge by a small stone bridge and its unparalleled beauty, the soothing murmur of the water and the rocks sculpted by the rush of the torrent kept us there for a while.
The uphill path awaited us and we made the decision to continue and leave the coolness of the canyon. Although we were in a forest, the temperatures were quite high by Slovenian standards.
Perhaps the steep slope of the path that raised our pulses was also to blame.
After a while we found ourselves in a plain of the mountain settlement of Uskovica. A village which consists mainly of small cottages at 1200 meters altitude. Here, city people can definitely understand the peace that nature offers, taste the authentic flavors of the products of the primary sector and see the quality of life that cannot be gained in cities today.
For the rest, it will bring memories from the near and distant past.
We felt something special passing through its streets. While we saw tourists, it has managed to keep away the noise that we usually find in other tourist resorts and the sounds that we carry with us, such as cars and engines. You could only hear little children's voices from the pool game that some little friends were enjoying. From there you could hear rustling, the song of the nightingales, the mooing of cows and no barking from the houses that had a four-legged guardian.
The plain was not for long and the steep inclines followed again which began to strain our legs. However, we continued in the shade of rich forest flora that offered us its shade and helped keep us cool until we got out into the alpine meadows.
During the path until we reached the Vodnikov shelter, we encountered many different types of flowers and herbs. Making the color palette of the landscape richer and more interesting.
Spring hasn't quite arrived in these parts!
At the lodge was our longest stop. There we sat and enjoyed some of the delicacies we were carrying along with the scenery that unfolded before us.
Starting with Vernar peak above our heads and reaching deep down into the valley of the cows grazing between a snaking stream. Opposite us, rocky pyramids and slopes completed the frame.
The sun's rays were now inevitable. We continued in some more exposed zones, but secured, until we finally came out in the extra-forest zone, where only stone can be seen. A tough relief, which makes it one of the most attractive climbing destinations.
Someone with good observation could make out on the exposed points of the summit the climbers who were climbing the huge rock. They were literally hanging on him.
Our encounter with two or three more via ferratas were interesting and with a steady pace in the early hours of the afternoon we reached the Kredarica shelter where we would spend the night, at 2515 meters.
We will not comment on what we saw around us… it is very difficult to find words and we let the pictures speak for themselves. However, we will describe the mixed feelings that dominated us when we saw the vertical path that led to the top.
Initially, an idea has entered our mind to carry out our ascent in the afternoon of the same day, but arriving and facing the rocky mass that we had to climb, our body hit the brakes. The fatigue of the whole climb was coming out and the exhausted climbers descending and coming to our shelter confirmed the difficulty of the path, but not that it was not possible to do.
Our final decision was made when we were informed by the shelter staff that a rain wave might pass later.
We have studied our ascent. We watched a lot of videos, looked for information on the internet... but also by asking many of the climbers we cross-referenced the information. What remained was for all of us to feel it and do it.
However, the hours were enough until we went to bed and since we enjoyed our main meal at the shelter we didn't leave a corner without going and relaxing in front of the view that each visual direction offered us.
In the evening, the temperatures dropped and it was very humid. The backpacks got soaked while we insisted on staying to see where the sun would hide. We had to put something on us, otherwise you couldn't stay out of the shelter. They froze our hands a bit, but we didn't miss the magical sunset with the silhouettes of the peaks and the twilight creating a special painting.
When the sun finally hid behind the mountains, we entered our dorm and snuggled under the blankets to warm up…
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Day 2
Two Pontians and two Northern Epirotians at the top of the Julian Alps!
After several hours of sleep at 2500 meters, we were psychosynthetically ready to touch the ceiling of Slovenia. We were the last to leave the room owing to the preparation of things, for our descent would be by a different path, and I was obliged to carry them with us.
On the table of the refuge are the bodries, carabiners, ropes and straps.
Our eyes were bright and red with impatience for what we were about to face.
We took the standard commemorative photo and Euthymis was driving in front, we were in the middle and Panagiotis was checking us behind us.
We reached the beginning of the rock.
We will not hide that it gave us the opportunity to enjoy it a little more.
Totally focused on what we were doing.
A special experience!
A special path!
Unique climb!
We secured ourselves with the fixed cables and became one body with the rock. Each step took us further and further away from the stone desert.
Our feelings were beyond description…
The ascent took us about two hours. For some a lot, for others a little. It was enough for us. Enough to feel how tiny and transient we are in this world.
And with these thoughts, the lyrics of a folk song came to mind:
"Fortunate are the mountains, fortunate are the plains, which do not care for death and do not abound in joy, they only care for spring, May, summer, for the slopes to bloom, for the snow to melt..."
The lyrics have become images… awe!
Regarding the route, we could say that it was divided into 3 sections.
The first, an almost vertical ascent of 200 altitude meters, which was also different from the descent.
The second, a "neck" of one kilometer with small changes in altitude and the third again a climb of 140-160 meters. The last two sections were also common for our descent.
On the way to the top, there were quite a few people on the trail. From young ages to seniors and experienced climbers.
Here and there the whole atmosphere was filled with the deafening noise of the helicopters that have started supplying the shelters of the Julian Alps with supplies.
We reached the top with the weather as our ally. Spotless visibility, with a bit of heat to it. We found ourselves quite comfortable having enjoyed the via ferrata.
We took pictures and stayed up for a while, until we felt that we were filled with the redemptive dip in our souls.
Our descent was equally interesting. It kept our adrenaline in the red until we reached the Planika refuge. We had our lunch and got ready for a long rocky trail at an altitude of over 2200 meters. We traversed for several kilometers, passing by and by the Domnik shelter. We lost some altitude, until we found ourselves in a meadow. From there, a sharp uphill climb during the lunch hours would take us to the "Valley of Death".
An inhospitable landscape.
Dead.
Not a cicada, not a bird sang.
There are also few climbers.
We have never felt such loneliness!
After the lunar landscape of Death Valley came the Valley of Lakes. A valley of "Life" with the lakes stretching for 8 kilometers and between 1300-2000 meters of altitude. We were able to visit all of them, except the highest one which was well hidden behind the stone volumes of the mountain. One of the most beautiful landscapes of the Triglav National Forest. Perhaps we appreciated it a little more after the stony desert in the alpine zone.
The greenery of the valley, the trees and water reflected by the peaks, filled us with images. But, meeting animals of this nature was the icing on the cake. In the early hours of the afternoon, two marmots came out of their nest and we managed to photograph one, when it stopped on a rock and was curious about us.
In the valley of the lakes we charged all our afternoon. The stops were enough, not because of fatigue, but it would be a sin not to enjoy their peace.
At the lower lake, we arrived when the heat has subsided and our water has run out. There, surrounded by brooks, was a shelter that had a fountain with running water in its courtyard. We filled up with water and hurried on without wasting any more time.
From here on, we started another fairy tale. Again we dived into the Triglav forest zone. It was so quiet you felt as if you had lost your hearing.
The sun's rays were weak, caressing the tops of the trees to bid them good night.
In the evening, suddenly on the path something caught our attention. The movements were lightning fast and silent, without us being able to understand exactly what they were. We approached with small steps and then we spotted a deer on the opposite slope welcoming us to the mountain pasture, Planina Dedno polje. A separate pasture, with huts that you can rent in the summer months and enjoy the dairy products of the active shepherds.
However, here we understood that daylight would not take long to leave us, having several kilometers in front of us and even the hunger ringing red.
Nevertheless, we knew that along the way we would come across a shelter. At the same time, we started thinking about what we will do.
On a ridge of a clearing, next to a lake stood the shelter. Many voices were heard. Children from a certain camp were running carelessly and playing.
We got close. We asked if they could offer us food despite the late time we arrived. We were served and decided to spend our evening there for one reason only. In order not to lose the magic of the forest in the dark, and it seemed to be the most correct decision.
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Day 3
Completion of the mountaineering program.
The fairytale ending we experienced in the Triglav National Forest could not have been more beautiful.
As we mentioned in a previous publication, it seemed to be the right choice to stay one more night in a shelter, so as not to lose the beauty of the forest in the darkness of the night. We woke up relaxed, without time pressing us. We had breakfast in the courtyard of the refuge, observing the forest and its reflection in the mysterious waters of the lake.
We enjoyed the scenery and put on our backpacks which were full of images, feelings and emotions, to complete our mountaineering program.
The most difficult parts of the route were when we were between two routes and had to decide which one to follow.
The long or the short?
But who would give the answer to the question?
A glance between us was enough to kill this dilemma and bring a smile to our faces. Continuing from the one that would cost us more time inside the path.
A little uphill in the "dark" forest, to wake up our body and then a long downhill.
Sometimes forceful and sometimes more relaxed.
Some clearings gave us the possibility to be able to see the peak on which our mind has been fixed. It seemed so close this time.
You know, the mileage never goes to zero no matter how far the body is from the soul.
What beautified the epilogue, however, were the meetings with the people of the mountain. The permanent ones, the smiling ones, the hospitable ones, the hardworking ones. Those who have a zest for life.
We first found them on top of a saw, next to each other. We also entered to taste their way of life.
Later, while drinking our sweat, enjoying homemade jam, we met them in the fields gathering the grass with the rakes.
We loved the collaboration they had with each other. whatever they did, they did it together, collectively and with a smile.
The trail continued its long descent to the car, where we completed our circuit of the Triglav National Forest.
Here, the mountaineering program of our mission in Slovenia was completed.
Refreshed, rested and happy, we started for the main climb of our mission in Slovenia.
Outside the village there was a parking lot where we left the car and it was our starting point.
We should point out that in Slovenia we did not find public parking anywhere in the settlements and cities, it was all paid.
The route of the 4th day consisted of a continuous and playful climb up to 2500 meters.
We crossed to the opposite side of the Mostnika gorge by a small stone bridge and its unparalleled beauty, the soothing murmur of the water and the rocks sculpted by the rush of the torrent kept us there for a while.
The uphill path awaited us and we made the decision to continue and leave the coolness of the canyon. Although we were in a forest, the temperatures were quite high by Slovenian standards.
Perhaps the steep slope of the path that raised our pulses was also to blame.
After a while we found ourselves in a plain of the mountain settlement of Uskovica. A village which consists mainly of small cottages at 1200 meters altitude. Here, city people can definitely understand the peace that nature offers, taste the authentic flavors of the products of the primary sector and see the quality of life that cannot be gained in cities today.
For the rest, it will bring memories from the near and distant past.
We felt something special passing through its streets. While we saw tourists, it has managed to keep away the noise that we usually find in other tourist resorts and the sounds that we carry with us, such as cars and engines. You could only hear little children's voices from the pool game that some little friends were enjoying. From there you could hear rustling, the song of the nightingales, the mooing of cows and no barking from the houses that had a four-legged guardian.
The plain was not for long and the steep inclines followed again which began to strain our legs. However, we continued in the shade of rich forest flora that offered us its shade and helped keep us cool until we got out into the alpine meadows.
During the path until we reached the Vodnikov shelter, we encountered many different types of flowers and herbs. Making the color palette of the landscape richer and more interesting.
Spring hasn't quite arrived in these parts!
At the lodge was our longest stop. There we sat and enjoyed some of the delicacies we were carrying along with the scenery that unfolded before us.
Starting with Vernar peak above our heads and reaching deep down into the valley of the cows grazing between a snaking stream. Opposite us, rocky pyramids and slopes completed the frame.
The sun's rays were now inevitable. We continued in some more exposed zones, but secured, until we finally came out in the extra-forest zone, where only stone can be seen. A tough relief, which makes it one of the most attractive climbing destinations.
Someone with good observation could make out on the exposed points of the summit the climbers who were climbing the huge rock. They were literally hanging on him.
Our encounter with two or three more via ferratas were interesting and with a steady pace in the early hours of the afternoon we reached the Kredarica shelter where we would spend the night, at 2515 meters.
We will not comment on what we saw around us… it is very difficult to find words and we let the pictures speak for themselves. However, we will describe the mixed feelings that dominated us when we saw the vertical path that led to the top.
Initially, an idea has entered our mind to carry out our ascent in the afternoon of the same day, but arriving and facing the rocky mass that we had to climb, our body hit the brakes. The fatigue of the whole climb was coming out and the exhausted climbers descending and coming to our shelter confirmed the difficulty of the path, but not that it was not possible to do.
Our final decision was made when we were informed by the shelter staff that a rain wave might pass later.
We have studied our ascent. We watched a lot of videos, looked for information on the internet... but also by asking many of the climbers we cross-referenced the information. What remained was for all of us to feel it and do it.
However, the hours were enough until we went to bed and since we enjoyed our main meal at the shelter we didn't leave a corner without going and relaxing in front of the view that each visual direction offered us.
In the evening, the temperatures dropped and it was very humid. The backpacks got soaked while we insisted on staying to see where the sun would hide. We had to put something on us, otherwise you couldn't stay out of the shelter. They froze our hands a bit, but we didn't miss the magical sunset with the silhouettes of the peaks and the twilight creating a special painting.
When the sun finally hid behind the mountains, we entered our dorm and snuggled under the blankets to warm up…
—————————————————————————————————————
Day 2
Two Pontians and two Northern Epirotians at the top of the Julian Alps!
After several hours of sleep at 2500 meters, we were psychosynthetically ready to touch the ceiling of Slovenia. We were the last to leave the room owing to the preparation of things, for our descent would be by a different path, and I was obliged to carry them with us.
On the table of the refuge are the bodries, carabiners, ropes and straps.
Our eyes were bright and red with impatience for what we were about to face.
We took the standard commemorative photo and Euthymis was driving in front, we were in the middle and Panagiotis was checking us behind us.
We reached the beginning of the rock.
We will not hide that it gave us the opportunity to enjoy it a little more.
Totally focused on what we were doing.
A special experience!
A special path!
Unique climb!
We secured ourselves with the fixed cables and became one body with the rock. Each step took us further and further away from the stone desert.
Our feelings were beyond description…
The ascent took us about two hours. For some a lot, for others a little. It was enough for us. Enough to feel how tiny and transient we are in this world.
And with these thoughts, the lyrics of a folk song came to mind:
"Fortunate are the mountains, fortunate are the plains, which do not care for death and do not abound in joy, they only care for spring, May, summer, for the slopes to bloom, for the snow to melt..."
The lyrics have become images… awe!
Regarding the route, we could say that it was divided into 3 sections.
The first, an almost vertical ascent of 200 altitude meters, which was also different from the descent.
The second, a "neck" of one kilometer with small changes in altitude and the third again a climb of 140-160 meters. The last two sections were also common for our descent.
On the way to the top, there were quite a few people on the trail. From young ages to seniors and experienced climbers.
Here and there the whole atmosphere was filled with the deafening noise of the helicopters that have started supplying the shelters of the Julian Alps with supplies.
We reached the top with the weather as our ally. Spotless visibility, with a bit of heat to it. We found ourselves quite comfortable having enjoyed the via ferrata.
We took pictures and stayed up for a while, until we felt that we were filled with the redemptive dip in our souls.
Our descent was equally interesting. It kept our adrenaline in the red until we reached the Planika refuge. We had our lunch and got ready for a long rocky trail at an altitude of over 2200 meters. We traversed for several kilometers, passing by and by the Domnik shelter. We lost some altitude, until we found ourselves in a meadow. From there, a sharp uphill climb during the lunch hours would take us to the "Valley of Death".
An inhospitable landscape.
Dead.
Not a cicada, not a bird sang.
There are also few climbers.
We have never felt such loneliness!
After the lunar landscape of Death Valley came the Valley of Lakes. A valley of "Life" with the lakes stretching for 8 kilometers and between 1300-2000 meters of altitude. We were able to visit all of them, except the highest one which was well hidden behind the stone volumes of the mountain. One of the most beautiful landscapes of the Triglav National Forest. Perhaps we appreciated it a little more after the stony desert in the alpine zone.
The greenery of the valley, the trees and water reflected by the peaks, filled us with images. But, meeting animals of this nature was the icing on the cake. In the early hours of the afternoon, two marmots came out of their nest and we managed to photograph one, when it stopped on a rock and was curious about us.
In the valley of the lakes we charged all our afternoon. The stops were enough, not because of fatigue, but it would be a sin not to enjoy their peace.
At the lower lake, we arrived when the heat has subsided and our water has run out. There, surrounded by brooks, was a shelter that had a fountain with running water in its courtyard. We filled up with water and hurried on without wasting any more time.
From here on, we started another fairy tale. Again we dived into the Triglav forest zone. It was so quiet you felt as if you had lost your hearing.
The sun's rays were weak, caressing the tops of the trees to bid them good night.
In the evening, suddenly on the path something caught our attention. The movements were lightning fast and silent, without us being able to understand exactly what they were. We approached with small steps and then we spotted a deer on the opposite slope welcoming us to the mountain pasture, Planina Dedno polje. A separate pasture, with huts that you can rent in the summer months and enjoy the dairy products of the active shepherds.
However, here we understood that daylight would not take long to leave us, having several kilometers in front of us and even the hunger ringing red.
Nevertheless, we knew that along the way we would come across a shelter. At the same time, we started thinking about what we will do.
On a ridge of a clearing, next to a lake stood the shelter. Many voices were heard. Children from a certain camp were running carelessly and playing.
We got close. We asked if they could offer us food despite the late time we arrived. We were served and decided to spend our evening there for one reason only. In order not to lose the magic of the forest in the dark, and it seemed to be the most correct decision.
—————————————————————————————————————
Day 3
Completion of the mountaineering program.
The fairytale ending we experienced in the Triglav National Forest could not have been more beautiful.
As we mentioned in a previous publication, it seemed to be the right choice to stay one more night in a shelter, so as not to lose the beauty of the forest in the darkness of the night. We woke up relaxed, without time pressing us. We had breakfast in the courtyard of the refuge, observing the forest and its reflection in the mysterious waters of the lake.
We enjoyed the scenery and put on our backpacks which were full of images, feelings and emotions, to complete our mountaineering program.
The most difficult parts of the route were when we were between two routes and had to decide which one to follow.
The long or the short?
But who would give the answer to the question?
A glance between us was enough to kill this dilemma and bring a smile to our faces. Continuing from the one that would cost us more time inside the path.
A little uphill in the "dark" forest, to wake up our body and then a long downhill.
Sometimes forceful and sometimes more relaxed.
Some clearings gave us the possibility to be able to see the peak on which our mind has been fixed. It seemed so close this time.
You know, the mileage never goes to zero no matter how far the body is from the soul.
What beautified the epilogue, however, were the meetings with the people of the mountain. The permanent ones, the smiling ones, the hospitable ones, the hardworking ones. Those who have a zest for life.
We first found them on top of a saw, next to each other. We also entered to taste their way of life.
Later, while drinking our sweat, enjoying homemade jam, we met them in the fields gathering the grass with the rakes.
We loved the collaboration they had with each other. whatever they did, they did it together, collectively and with a smile.
The trail continued its long descent to the car, where we completed our circuit of the Triglav National Forest.
Here, the mountaineering program of our mission in Slovenia was completed.
Waypoints
Waypoint
Car park
Bridge
Mountain hut
Summit
Monument
Lake
6,528 ft
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