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Legenda lui Fonias

Se spune că Poseidon, zeul mărilor şi stăpânul Tridentului, şi-a ales insula Samothrace, cu-al său falnic munte Saos pentru a urmări în condiţii optime desfăşurarea războiului troian. Cum nevastă-sa, Amphitrite, şi-a programat în acelaşi deceniu cura periodică la Hefaistos-Băi, plus o consultaţie la oracolul din Delphi, Poseidon trebui cum-necum să le ia cu el şi pe Oceanide, neastâmpăratele nimfe ale mării care, nesupravegheate de un zeu adult, ar fi putut cauza mari neplăceri, aşadar şi prin urmare, comerţului făcut de greci pe mare.

Samothraki Aegean Sea Saos mountain Poseidon

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Cu Bîzu prin munțîî noștri

Îi pusesem gând rău lui Bîzu încă dinainte de terminarea primului plin de benzină. Voiam să-l duc pe cele mai înalte culmi, și asta la propriu. Prin vară, pe când îmi scuipam plămânii pe Valea Rea spre Moldoveanu, prietenul meu Ducu, CEO la, mi-a strecurat abil ideea că ascensiunea pe vestitul vârf poate începe și de la 2200 de metri, nu musai de la 1400. Cu condiția să ai cu ce să ajungi la 2200.

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Musala 3

To Musala – part three: Roof of the Balkans

To Musala (part one)
To Musala (part two)

Towards the end of WWII a military song called ‘Xopoша страна Болгария’ – Nice country Bulgaria – became very popular among the Soviet Red Army soldiers `visiting` other countries. However, since the Reds were longing for their home, the song ended with the line ‘A Poccия лучше всех’ – but Russia is the best of all. Hmm, for somebody whose country is the most beautiful in the world, I must say they stayed pretty long here (and in a couple of other places too) – about 40 years !

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Musala 2

To Musala (part two)

(To Musala – part one)

Those of you who read thoroughly the first part and not just browsed the pictures at random may remember that I  was following the ridge line in order to reach its highest point – Musala peak. I was confidently following someone’s traces, so I didn’t imagine I would end up hugging tenderly a huge rock in an attempt to get over it, my skis already removed and attached to the backpack. Hardly the way it should be !

 (Now I wasn’t holding to that rock, but, as you imagine, I couldn’t take pictures to the original one while holding to it for dear life…)

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Musala 1

To Musala

Perhaps you remember that last summer I climbed Dikeos, the highest mountain on the Kos island. You may remember too that in fact Dikeos consists of two peaks, and one of them is named Christos.
Well, to continue in the same manner, I recently climbed another peak which is the highest in its neighbourhood and has a name with religious implications. We are talking about Musala mountain, the highest in Bulgaria and in the whole Balkan Peninsula at 2925 m (9596 ft for British&Americans – by the way, I’ve been always envious at these guys because it’s so easy for them to reach altitudes expressed in many thousands – feet, in particular -, while I have to spit my lungs out to get to two thousand. Meters…).

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Fuga de toamnă

Toamna asta am tot vânat momentul prielnic să mai fac niște poze de sezon, din categoria celor intitulate nu doar sugestiv, dar și extrem de original „Culorile toamnei”, „Explozie de culori”, „Simfonie de toamnă”, „Rapsodie de toamnă”,  sau alte găselnițe la fel de nemaiauzite și debordând de imaginație. Dar cu atâta nor, ceață și ploaie ca în acest octombrie, cucu simfonie. Cel mult o fugă. Să-i zicem dar „Fugă de toamnă”.

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To Dikeos

In Romania, the general perception about mountains is that anything under 2000 m is for amateurs, and anything under 1000 m is not even a mountain. Anyone who would take credit for having hiked at less than 1000 m altitude will get a condescending look at most. The funny part is that those who think that way are rarely able to climb more than 500 m (and that’s the distance, not the altitude difference !), usually around their own car or in the neighbourhood of the cable-car station.
Therefore, the height of Mt Dikeos – the highest peak on the Greek island of Kos at 843 m – might not seem to be worth the time wasted to climb it. But both the effort involved and the rewarding view one gets up there are definitely associated with any other real mountain climbing.
It is equally true nevertheless that most tourists who attack Dikeos leave their cars in the picturesque (yet much too touristic to my taste) village of Zia, which already lies at 300 m, and start the hike there, so their climb is only 500 m. But not mine !
I chose to approach Dikeos from the direction of Pili, having in mind to visit the ruins of Old Pili, a castle situated at 250 m. But to get there you need to park you vehicle some 50 m below. And my vehicle was a bike, by which I came all the way from Psalidi – Kos area, thus from the sea level. Cycling all the way up to 200 m altitude can be very exhausting, so it’s quite understandable that I was tired even before starting to walk to the top.

Traditional Greek 4×4 all-terrain transportation