(21-22.06.2014, Moeciu de Sus)

This summer has not been kind to us at all. Every time we went trekking this year the weather was shitty – rain, sleet, fog – at Moeciu we had them all. The trek was simple: we wanted to reach the peak Bătrâna and climb the mountain on another route. Instead we reached only the refuge Bătrâna and came down the same way. (Sorry for the phone pics, it was the only time I didn’t bring my camera.)

When we started it wasn’t that bad. I think the sun was actually shining. But the closer we got to the mountain, the more the weather changed. I know, you can’t rely on weather, especially in the mountains, so I’m not really complaining, just stating the facts. When the drizzle began, we were not very keen on continuing, but in the end we decided to give it a try.

The trek was breathtaking. Now I’m very sorry that I didn’t have my camera with me, maybe then the pictures would have captured better the beauty of our surroundings. Everything was wild, wild, wild. I had the impression that no one had been on the path for a very long time, that we were the first people there that season. It was a very nice feeling, since it’s rare not to meet other fellow trekkers on a route.

When we were almost on top of the mountain a dense fog crept around us, the temperature dropped quite a lot and in no time sleet was falling from above. My hands were frozen. My cotton pants (rookie mistake) were soaking wet as well as my summer boots. We barely saw each other, so we tried to keep close. When we entered the refuge (only to find two guys who were planning on spending the night there), I was cold but happy. I had wanted an adventure and the weather had given me one.

We had something to eat, talked a bit with the other two trekkers and then we headed back down. This time I kept my hands in my pockets, it was simply too cold to hold the poles. Well, at least now I know that beside my headlamp, knife and sunscreen lotion I will forever have a pair of gloves in my backpack . Even in summer, cause you never know.

Of course, by the time we reached the forest the weather was splendid! There was nothing left to do than walk back to the village and enjoy the rest of our day at a lower altitude. Which we did.

The next day, on our way to Bucharest, we stopped to visit the Bran castle. I was expecting something more medieval, but I was rather pleased with the way the royal Romanian family had decorated the interiors in the ’20s and ’30s.

We all loved that wild side of the Bucegi mountains and I can hardly wait to go there again. Maybe next year the summer won’t be so confused and we’ll be able to actually enjoy our treks more.

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One Response to Has it really been this long?

  1. by Gracie on August 20, 2014 at 2:49 pm

    Beautiful photos! Maybe one day….who knows?…

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