None wanted to go with me, so I went alone. Around 6.30 it was already dawn in Krma. Little snow, through Bukovje almost none, only at Pleša enough for snowy trail. I notice ski tracks too, but bushes not covered. I walk and soon at Mali polje, higher warm sun shines, but I start hiccuping oddly. They say hiccups come when someone gossips about you, but why me. Drinking water helps apparently, but I don't drink water, and not yet at usual spot, so I endure hiccups. Under Arnova glava sun burns mercilessly, I drop pack on rock and drink that "quick one". Hiccups stop instantly, but now new problem. Track veers left to usual ski trail. No choice, put on gaiters and on along path. No sense describing conditions now, no one will follow in next days, next time totally different. Before Kredarica Janez is clearing snow, making space for the other. Milan arrives from somewhere, we chat a bit. Nice job they have, while some stew their brains in foggy valley, they are in the sun waiting for virtuous visitors, who now in winter rarely come up. Meantime Irena calls, whom I've also gone on tours with sometimes. She says she lost a glove yesterday below Kalvarija, I promise if I find it I'll notify her, but I didn't. Hard to part from old friends, but I go. Down the summer path because winter one is all torn up, I like pure whiteness. Glove, as I said, not found, still sit a bit below Kalvarija, then to shady Krma and over Vršič home. On the way Ksena explains hiccup secret and offers herself for some tour we'll surely do, just more snow needed over those Šentflorjanske valleys.