On my way to Krivan, humbly
The Tatra Mountains have been the destination of my summer holidays for a few years now. There’s even a rule in it: we go there every three years and each time we leave the place we always think – that was enough, all the routes were explored, the sights became all-too-familiar, and yet we went there this summer again.
Krivan was our goal, which we thought would be fairly manageable and expected little human traffic on the trails. Alas, the path to Krivan was full of hikers, the climb was extremely tiring and the mountain itself occurred to be not that easy. On the way up I realized I was in some sort of a trap: people in front of me heading downwards and those behind me exercising patience because of my slow pace. There were moments when my stepping on stones was like balancing on a window ledge and it’s not a far-fetched comparison. Still, it was well worth the effort.