Part of Koncheto Ridge, at 9,600 feet altitude.
On the way down from Kutelo Peak, including a walk along Koncheto Ridge, Jenni remarked, “Can you believe what we’ve just done?” I didn’t have to give it much consideration as I, too walk around each day in awe of the tiny, tiny bits of the world we are privileged to explore. It would be unfair to single out any particular country or land. However, as we are currently in Bulgaria, having spent three weeks in Rila and Pirin National Parks, it is not difficult to offer an opinion in which at least one of us considers, particularly the latter forests and mountains, to be one of the most beautiful, moving, exciting, rugged, varied, tortuous, foot-killing, difficult and back-breaking places we’ve visited. We stand in awe each day as we struggle and sweat up-and-down the mountains, along the ridges, above the lakes and everywhere the rocky paths take us, making us climb most of the time. And when we rest our weary bodies and aching feet at the day’s end, we know how fortunate we are.
Looking left to a slightly higher Mount Vihren, climbed last week.
Jenni posed before reaching the far more treacherous part of the ridge.
A view of Kutelo from Vihren, after last week's ascent to 9,616 feet as Jenni seems to take a model's pose. I was stunned by both the 'model' and the view.
Returning from the other side of the ridge.
With all the happenings in the US these days, Jenni and I decided to have a DNA test each. It turns out she is 150th of a percent Sherpa. Apparently, I have goat blood in the mix which makes me happy—I've always wanted 4 legs.
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Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
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