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.
Kristen
We’ve had two fairly full on days – 32 km up Maglić, plus our 32 km slog in the rain yesterday, both with significant climbs. Today, although slightly shorter, continues the trend. It’s going to be long and challenging, with a big ascent up to Bobotov kuk, which, at 2523 m is (or was) “arguably the highest mountain in Montenegro.”
Callum
We were just leaving our lakeside camp when the local dog brigade made an appearance. There were three of them, sniffing around independently, but always staying in some sort of triangle, lead dog at the front. Their fur was matted by rain, and they looked a little bedraggled, but they were no hardy street dogs: their happy confidence and collared necks attested to that.
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