Fourth drawing of the week, no words…
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I’m a big fan of walking and walking holidays, even though one has to get up at some ungodly hour and have to deal with plane food. But it needs organization and commitment from the people who are there to look after you. The two people who looked after us were just brilliant. Misa, that’s a name pronounced Misha to us, and Stefan were knowledgeable and good humoured throughout. Misa drove us safely for miles and miles to get to the places where we would walk, and then did the walking with us. Stefan helped, and entertained us along the … Continue reading Meanwhile back at the drawing board…
This is apparently part of the watercress family, Primrose told us, and I for one am not going to argue with her. Neither was Very British Tony her husband. Fine companions they were on our walks. We were near the end of our holiday now and came across loads of these in and around woods near Lake Skadar. Here’s a closer view. We had a boat trip too, out onto the lake with the Albanian border running through the middle of this vast freshwater lake. A haven for wildlife and beautiful flowers. This is the inlet going out to … Continue reading This is watercress, if you don’t think so ask Primrose.
The main coastal town of Kotor was just down the road from where we were staying and it has an old city area much beloved by the enormous cruise ships that ply their trade in the area. It is indeed a beautiful old town area. We were lucky, on the day we visited there were none of these leviathans in dock. They are not just small blocks of flats on the water, they can be massive floating cities dwarfing the dockside. To my mind they cast more than a shadow on places of culture like Kotor. Chatting to one of the shopkeepers, … Continue reading Is that a small block of flats coming towards us?
A boat trip from Perast on a stunning day, we landed at this place for a look at an ancient Church, where a chap in dark glasses and regular features bade us “Bonjour”. First time I’ve ever been mistaken for a Frenchman. We spoke some French to him and he was friendly and informative telling us that Montenegro owes much to this chap above. His statue here just placed outside the church. We asked what he did and he told us that he’d been in the Montenegran Secret Service. So you go on holiday and bump into a spy! In this … Continue reading Spies are everwhere!
Our walk on this day involved driving up and up until we reached a starting spot for the walk. Our aim was to get to the Summit and see the Mausoleum. There was the added incentive of a Restaurant on the top, where we were to have a ‘spot of luncheon’ as we say. The area had suffered forest fires recently giving an unusual aspect to the landscape with blackened tree stumps and the undergrowth regenerating on the ground. “VB” Tony was, as usual in the lead with our leaders: Misa and Stefan. I was normally at the back of the … Continue reading We’ll be popping up the hill!
It’s day 4 or thereabouts and time for a hotel lunch in the south of Montenegro. We were getting to know our walking comrades much better: Very British Tony and the lovely Primrose. Anyone who wears a cravat and gilet on a walking holiday is unlikely to be a “Corbynista”. We’d outlined ‘rules of engagement’ between ourselves, they likely being of the right and we being of the left any talk of religion or politics were put on holiday. We got on famously. We’d arrived at Perast on the coast at the hotel where we were to have lunch outdoors … Continue reading What happens to a head waiter in the rain?
It’s day 3 in Montenegro and we set off up the hills. Then up a bit more. Then even more. On the way, we come across this wreck, which is of absolutely no interest to anyone in the group. Snow on the mountains in the background. I just love wrecked cars and this one was a gem for me. I’d have stayed longer but would have made myself unpopular with my new found friends and the leaders taking us to what is the second deepest canyon in the world after the Grand Canyon. It’s a long picturesque walk and with … Continue reading Wrecks, I love them, and so does the cat.
Our first day out walking and we were in the North of Montenegro walking around a large lake where Tito had organized the partisans in the last war. I make that sound simple but it certainly was not. The terrain around here is large high mountains and it is still very much undisturbed nature. Lunch started and so did the rain. We’d found a spot near the side of the lake ( or to be more accurate our guides had ) and unknown to us they had brought enough stores to feed a small army of partisans. Cheese, wine, bread, … Continue reading Frog lake