Kristen
This is it. This is really it. Our last day on the Via Dinarica. You’re probably as relieved as I am.
(A joke).
(I think?).
Day 66: Thethi to Valbonë
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Day 65: Liqjentës e Jezercës to Thethi via Maja e Jezercës
Callum
All things going according to plan, this should be the last blog post I write on the Via Dinarica.
We’re two days out from the finish line in Valbonë, but there’s still one lumpy obstacle between us and it: Maja e Jezercës, the biggest, baddest mountain on the Via Dinarica. At 2694 m, not only is it taller than anything we’ve climbed so far, but it’s also more difficult, typically requiring crampons and ice picks to summit – or so we’ve been told. We have none of those things, but, just maybe, if we leave early and get some good weather, we might fluke our way to the top. That’s the plan, anyway.
Day 62: Rikavačko jezero to Lepushë
Kristen
At the water’s edge, we’re only a kilometre or so from the Albanian border. We’ll duck back into Montenegro in a few days because our route is fairly convoluted, but the fact remains that we’re about to enter our last country of the Via Dinarica. We’ve hiked across Slovenia, Croatia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, and now Montenegro is done, too. We only have five days left of walking. How on earth did that happen?
Day 58: Mojkovac to Šiško jezero
Kristen
Some days, the blog posts feel like they write themselves. Today was one of those days.
Day 57: Zabojsko jezero to Mojkovac
Callum
The Via Dinarica is advertised as a cultural experience, but usually we’re just in it for the mountains.
Not so today.
Day 55: Katun Lokvice to Zminičko jezero
Callum
Around 4 am the wind starts to ruffle our little green tent. He’s a strong tent, but it comes in long, heavy gusts that push the frame in one direction, hold it for a moment, and release.
Push, hold, release.
Day 50: Gornje Bare jezero to Tijentište via Borić view point
Kristen
The sun hits the tent just right in the morning. Warm and strong after the cool night beside the lake, it eases me awake and begins to dry off the dew that accumulates each night on the tent. Mmm. Time for a tiny sleep-in, as the sun gets to work. I love it when things happen simultaneously. It’s like being at home with the washing machine going; despite the fact you’re not actually doing anything, the washing is still being done and thus I feel productive! I love that.
Day 47: Simovića kuće, Vlaholje to B&B at Lalović family, Jelašca
Callum
I’m practically hopping with excitement as we’re ushered through the Simovića household to the terrace table that is our designated eating area. It’s breakfast, and, after last night’s incredible dinner, expectations are high.
Day 42: Boračko jezero to meadows past Vranske stijene
Kristen
Okay. Yes, I admit it. We were meant to leave Boračko jezero yesterday. There’s no way around it. We got up, ate our muesli, packed all the stuff (how do we have so much stuff?!), walked off down the road and even started our GPS tracker. Yep, all guns blazing!
Day 41: Planinarska kuća Jezerce to Boračko jezero via Zelena glava and Otiš
Callum
I’m one of those people who can sleep indefinitely in the dark, but snap irreparably awake with the slightest hint of sunshine. So when the first timid rays peek through Jezerce kuća’s lone window, my body wakes in seconds – though my brain takes a little longer. Twisting carefully so as not to fall off my narrow sleeping bench, I wriggle my sleeping bag over to check on the fire. Completely dead, but I’m gratified to see that it took most of the wood with it; my fires don’t go down without a fight.
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