As if we did not know that life is a learning experience but it became even more reinforced; or perhaps, that we really did not know the true concept of a learning experience until getting our hands dirty, minds tested and muscles strained.
Until a couple of years ago, we did not know much about the Tatras Mountains. Then last year we spent three weeks exploring them but from the southern side, the Slovakian Tatras—mostly the high Tatras but also the low ones which are in fact not low at all. What an experience. Now we find ourselves on the northern side, but this time in Poland. So what we have is further specialization. Effectively, from knowing little of this range, we are discovering it from both sides, the people who inhabit the regions and the overall beauty. We receive exposure to various cultures, locations, always struggles, and another taste of the world. It's can be tough, often is, but always exhilarating, interesting, fascinating and at times, surreal.
What a world!
The hike, on well-built trails, had a tough underfoot because of the rocky paths. Rocks are hard (surprise), gravel less so. We gained some 3,000 feet over a distance unknown although most muscles in our bodies complained and would have guestimated many miles. We're reaching an age when we listen to our bodies a little more than in the past, a development which doesn't necessarily please one of us.
Jenni returning from the peak with still 1,400 feet to drop.
Part-way down on a great trail although hard underfoot.
Flowers are gorgeous.
First big hike: tired feet and body.
Nothing visible on the peak ... oh, except ... To the rear, not his, lies Slovakia, a country we visited last year and is our next stop.
"Stopped into a café, we passed along the way; Poland dreamin' on such a winter's day." (Obviously, in summer).
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
In keeping with last posting's theme.
One for the road of a wonderful position.
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