Warm rays of sunshine and every day some friends over – how can it get any better?

In absence of further possibilities and also because it’s very, very beautiful we did Dolina Chochołowska again, but this time we went to the Refuge by “Kulig” – a horse sleigh – and went back by foot. When we entered the refuge to have a bowl of Żurek (best soup!) we were a little surprised by the intense horse smell – just until we realized that it’s us. So if you don’t have a washing machine with you, I strongly recommend to do this marvelous adventure on your last day 🙂
We had a walk through an area near the town but in the middle we had to take a detour because of heavy snow falls. When the path stopped in hip-deep snow it was just to exhausting to continue the walk.
We took the other direction along the National Park Border that day and had another marvelous winter walk with snow falls and great views.
The hike along Dolina Chochołowską is very, very beautiful. And it’s one of the rare places which is doable in winter with a dog.
We visited my Aunt that day and Pavlov and me took a walk in the rain to the castle of Wertheim. Quite some good views from above – if only the weather would have been a little kinder.
Originally I wanted to take a big walk with my Cousin Franzi but she and her family were ill and so I took her dog Kia with me to the hills. Pavlov and Kia know each other but they are not very interested in each other. Kia is an elder lady and sometimes I looked around and asked myself where she is, only to notice, that she is right next to me. Which would very rarely happen with Pavlov who is always some 50-100 meters away, sniffing, hunting and looking for sticks.
There was still a little bit of snow when I arrived at my Moms and we had a very cold walk that day. I saw the sheep already the night before and the shepherd didn’t like Pavlov a lot. But cows, horses, sheep, goats – Pavlov would never approach the sheep because since he was “attacked” by an electric fence once, he is afraid of every gras eating animal. Pobrecito!
We had our best friends over to pick mushrooms last October. Unfortunately the weather was bone dry for two weeks in advance and our harvest wasn’t as good as three weeks in advance. But anyway: Good food, good friends and lots of laughter. Those days that will stay in mind.