Some mountaineering tips, all of them disregarded by myself, on the way to Mount Crna Glava in Montenegro. Oh, how I miss that view!
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What a curious coincidence! Or maybe it’s a sign. I had been thinking, over the past few weeks, that I would really, really like to visit Montenegro. It’s one of those places that makes me think of romantic adventure stories set in the pre-WW1 era, a kind of Ruritania, if you will. And now, here is your video, as if to confirm that this is where I should go this summer.
And yes, I do stress Summer ;-)
It’s possibly my most favorite country in Europe. Lots of different geography in a small country, everything from coats to mountains, to deep canyons to forests. Old cities, history, monasteries. And very friendly people!
I bet you will receive more confirmation if you read my other articles about Montenegro, particularly the one about the old Russian embassy in Cetinje, if you are looking for pre-WW1 adventure stories.
And, talking about exactly that era, just today I received the novel “Montenegro” by Starling Lawrence, an adventure/spy story set in exactly that time.
That place! :O amazing!
Absolutely!
Even though it got dark early, it was cold and I got wet from sinking in the snow again and again, I am happy I went there in winter. It was serene, beautiful but also energizing in a way. And the whole day I did not meet a single other human being. Nobody. (Which probably confirms that it was a stupid idea to go hiking there all alone. :-) )