Day 1, October 6. After a climb of one kilometer from the valley of Champoleon I came to a grassy plain at an altitude of 2.300 meters. The lower flanks of the Sirac raised in a bowl shape to the east. In the west the sharp…
Day 1, October 2. My father, who happens to live in Bulgaria, dropped me at the ski station of Borovec. I followed a steep car track and turned left over a path through mountain spruce. It was already dark when I pitched my tent at…
The Veluwe in the middle of the Netherlands, the dunes along the coastline and the marshlands spread all over the country, these areas are fine to walk or paddle for days on end, without seeing that many people. In fact, the Veluwe with its old…
Since 1995 there have been so many trips to Scandinavia and the Alps, that I just can’t count them. Luckily the old analog pictures are still available to enjoy.