On Križevnik yesterday. I parked in front of Robanova farm and slowly headed out on the path. I went to Križevnik from Robanova planina. Since I hadn't walked this path before, I didn't know exactly what awaited me above. The path under the extended walls of Križevnik is something special. It is a combination of walking through pathless rocky forest, scrambling up the steep torrent gully in the lower part and steep traversing through scrub, passages and climbs up steep gullies, walking on steep meadows, chamois passes and more in the upper part. Also the deep abyss somewhere in the middle of the path, from which ice-cold air blows giving a winter feeling, is something special. Views get nicer with the ascent towards the summit, the nicest of course on the summit itself. On the summit I fully mesmerized enjoyed the silence of solitude. I descended via Polšak planina and the hunter's path back to Robanov kot. Again a path of pure enjoyment.
Lp and safe steps from under the beautiful Golte, Janez
Planšarjevo farewell
As I go down from the alpine pasture
my heart is sad;
for this year, or for good
here I take leave now?
What future time brings
is hidden from eyes,
that wishes come true little,
that I know all too well.
Down in the valley not pleasant,
heart yearns back
to the pasture, where in summer
earthly paradise awaits me.
Swallows flown away,
cold wind has blown,
flowers have wilted
and I have grayed.
Every winter passes once
May smiles again,
flowers bloom again,
but youth not back.
In valley in silent horror
every rascal rides motor,
roaring and thundering,
can't endure more.
Our mountains call us:
up come who can,
here happiness, heart's peace,
worldly noise doesn't reach up.
Let them rage, let them rave,
forward into void let them rush
all restless people now,
we go to the mountains.
Robanov Joža