Last Day In Stary Smokovec
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We had a great climb today – up & down 1005 m. (they don’t measure things in distances when you climb mountains – just elevations). We started in a valley full of wild flowers and glacial streams, and gradually found ourselves above the tree line with waterfalls cascading down the mountains all around us. Interestingly, we were actually hiking on what they consider to be a cross country ski trail around here – it would kill anyone at home to even contemplate skiing it. It was essentially an old Roman road made out of boulders that had cleaved off the mountain. It was 8 ft wide at its widest, and 2 ft wide at its narrowest, and followed the contours of the mountain, with death-assured drops on the valley side. The flower filled valley reminded me of my grandma’s kitchen – it smelled like herbal teas, brewer’s yeast, various herbal remedies and a bit of must.
