Hot peppers

When you return to the office after a week spent in the mountains and all your colleagues asking, "How vacation? Beautiful mountains?" you first and not know what to answer such a question. And that is not the case, I do not know the answer, but the fact that, the beauty of the mountains is simply impossible to describe with words. Yes they are useless, because here, any epithets will be unnecessary: just look into the eyes of the person just with them descended, they are still filled with their bluish mist green plush of slopes and a white veil floating under the feet of the clouds. They are so different: and warmly lit by the sun, when each is clearly visible ridge, bending and indentation in the rocks; and muramasa through the fog covered breast haze; and sometimes majestic and formidable in times of bad weather and torrential storms... They are mysterious and unpredictable: you can go a few meters and the landscape is changing beyond recognition, as reflected in a distorting mirror.

Mountains offer endless inspiration. This is a great combination of physical fatigue, incredible elation and moral relaxation. Hiking is possible to love only for the wonderful interesting, bold, rooms were well-appointed-beautiful people you can discuss eternity and dream, to smile from the heart and say stupid things-intelligence, to make desire, looking at the starry sky, people remember for a long time and who later forever took a piece of your heart.

Yeah long got an introduction to the story of my busy vacation)) As you can get it, I did not go either to the Cote d'azur or in the occupied Crimea, as well as not one of the points South direction, in order to plunge into the arms of blue waves and soak up the sun. In the campaign I wanted to go already a long time ago, but always had excuses: the equipment is no, then the company, the strength... But in this time I have made a clear and informed decision, submitted a proposal to hike the "Highest peak" from OutdoorUkraine, bought a backpack, sleeping bag and everything else is nowhere to retreat!

Ternopil-Frankivsk

Since direct train from the Dnieper to the Ivano-Frankivsk no, I had to go with transfers that was great the reason to look more closely and Ternopil, through which lay in my way. I began to wonder more at the Dnepropetrovsk station when out on the apron just saw a swarm of people with backpacks of different volumes and roll Mat all colors of the rainbow could not imagine that half my fellow travelers will go to the Carpathian mountains, choosing such an active form of summer vacation! They are all very was very surprised when razormanes heard that in March I go with people who have never seen, and the journey to the venue itself (actively tried me to pull into the hike), and then all were rolled his eyes upon hearing about my fellow-defender Profile). In General, the road length in 16 hours was quick and easy, thanks to the guys with whom I said goodbye in the morning at the station Ternopil and with his huge and a heavy backpack and went to explore the sights of this city. After a 40 minute hike up bus station (need to buy tickets for the evening), I realized that the idea is not very and left my Luggage in the Luggage storage - it should be noted that after this manipulation Ternopil became much more colorful and more vivid)))

The city is not very big, but very colorful and interesting. Most of all I was pleasantly surprised by the huge the number of green spots: lots of parks, flower beds and fountains - find a quiet and cozy corner to relax there is no difficulty!

Well all good things sooner or later ends here and it's time for me to leave, especially because on all promises to be even more beautiful. In the evening, after 3 hours of riding on the murdered roads, I reached Frankivsk. To the way, it was already dark, and how to get to the hostel I didn't really know + the phone is discharged. Here I once again made sure that the residents of Western Ukraine is much more responsive and helpful than we: I not only suggested in the direction you want to move, but also had a tour to the place destination!

In the hostel there were almost no guests - just a couple of Kiev, who decided to stay in town for the day after your hike on the highest points of the Carpathians (just so that I'm going). It is therefore not despite the importance of the next day and need a good nights sleep half the night I listened to stories about the mountains and all eagerly waited for the morning. The only thing I was a little alarmed - it's the stories about the weather was horrible when the guys had finished their campaign - but I am the rain I mentally was ready, so then I was not particularly frightened...

Day 1

Waking up early in the morning, I managed to have Breakfast and walk slowly through the city towards the railway station we were supposed to meet with the group, which according to the organizers had to make 7 -9 people. When we gathered at stupnicka the main entrance was found that the instructor Oleg from OutdoorUkraine, which had us on the Montenegrin ridge injured knee and unite us with another group from another website. In the end, the crowd of 28 people we were loaded into buses and drove to the point our start - S. asesina. On the spot quickly share food, rosehaven her for backpacks for the last time correct layout of things, custom landing and begin to rise at an even wide mountain road and already this simple stage, it becomes clear that there are people who did not calculate the forces by choosing this activity - group stretches for almost a kilometre long distance and those who have gone before sometimes you have to stop and wait for stragglers. But everybody understands it, and such costs in large groups are not uncommon. Given the above circumstances Jura and Andrew (our instructors-moms-dads- next of kin on the trip) decide to set up camp in Cosmedica and in the next couple days to go in the radial hikes without backpacks, otherwise the same rate as now we will not get far.

The evening passed by very quickly, and all burnt by the trains and the road went to their tents, what would tomorrow in the morning, with renewed energy and good mood will go to climb the peaks. And only three guys and two girls got on Karamat feature on earth and still half the night staring at stars, made wishes and ate dried fruits, Thrifty prepared Ruslan - in the days that followed this very quiet at first sight gruppirovaku will storm the camp and will be referred to as "Medoedami", in honor of the fearless animals which is not to be afraid of absolutely nothing and are able to persevere and cheerfulness in any obscure situations)) in General, to explain it to someone who does not belong to this five almost unreal: I tried coming home - failed))

Day 2

Today is the first full day Hiking (except the fact that the backpacks we leave the camp) and the sky there is no hint of clouds and rain. Cheers! Unaccustomed hard enough to walk on steep climbs uphill, but after the first hour of the walk is much easier, but nevertheless the band again stretched on quite a distance as we are about an hour rested on the mountain until they reached the "tail". To say that I once marveled at the highest point of Ukraine, I can't, although it was great weather and opened nice views, BUT the feeling that you get at Japanese-crowded party (where the word sell hot tea/coffee/nuts), not on the highest peak in the Montenegrin mountains. But, nevertheless, in spite of all the negative aspects, "the box" about conquering the mountain I can put, collective photo and the subject for pride is. I was unpleasantly struck by the enormous number of stelae and pedestals on top Hoverla: here you and the painted inscriptions "Vasya was Here" Trident, and cross, and other shit - everything worn, scratched, terrible.

All of course were tired, and stomp back was decent, but during lunch we still beg Yura "climb on Petros today", though he dared not all, as the instructor warned that the rise with we have chosen the side of every 8 harder climbing the mountain. Time before sunset remained not so much, therefore, to the foot of Petros we almost ran, and then began the steep climb where you don't so much admired the views drop-down with each new meter, and checked himself and his willpower.

Each step was given a very difficult task and in some point you are already thinking that it's time to unfold and this pastime is not for you, and kill themselves so absolutely no sense, and iron house off forgotten. Now think about this, I think, but grit your teeth clamber up, and when you think that here is the top and another half step and you conquered, a new hill and new meters that need to be overcome for achievements 2020m. But what pride you feel when the goal is achieved!!! Upstairs was as expected wooden chapel and the twisted cross, and despite the clear weather was blowing an eerie wind - finally useful jackets, which are all carried without the need of the day.

And then there was a long and tedious descent, delicious dinner and guitar songs deep into the night. Asked Yura did he have more tourists, which required climbing the two highest peaks of the Carpathians for one time said that it was a private tour for 3 professional athletes. Level! Remember that when I am tired and satisfied put the zipper on the sleeping bag in the tent began to drip heavy drops of rain...