Slana Voda - Babia Gora

Slana Voda - Babia Gora


The author of this article is Marcin Walczak


                   Babia Góra (1725m), the name itself already suggests that there is a quite interesting link here: women and the mountains. Comparison of women to Babia Góra or Babia hora for women includes many surprising conclusions.Clearly, as long as they advance to a woman I did not dare to compare (just any women in the Babia Góra). But the Babia Gora, hmm ... Babia Gora ... no something in it ....Wojciech Mann no doubt that it summed up - this is the guy kidnapped me!. These considerations will be a prologue to the asexual relationship with a trip to Babia Gora from the Slovak border. So the yellow trail from Slaná Vody.As a boy meets a girl or a man a woman, it is often thought that there was the greatest passion in his life. Of course, once it becomes for him the most beautiful woman of the world. What, however, when it actually is the most beautiful on the planet? Nay, let it be even in the hundred most beautiful women the world? And its beauty is the phenomenon of interplanetary! That it is unfortunately a big problem! And let me quote Jerzy Pilch: I saw it and I made a mistake sucka - rather than settle for admiration - I decided to get it.When I first saw the Babia Gora, also did not stop admiring. My initial attempt to win her over in defeat. The autumn storm nothing suspicious beau, brutally revealed that the Babia Gora today is not available to me. Such a feminine whim.However, what we fail to achieve - and very tempting. How to hypnotize a quiet night the sound of mind and body. Reigns over us like a drug. Until finally returning to her. You get it from one side and on the other. By day and night. In the morning and at dusk. In winter and summer. Only if she so beautiful it must have many admirers. You come down from it, someone falls on it ... Then you realize that your relationship with the most beautiful mountain in the world is not just your relationship with her. Amantów because she has many. And how many admirers, ACKGROUND mother .... What is harder, the less courage to earn it. On the other hand, if the hill is not attractive, that hardly anyone wants to acquire it.GLINNE Pass - the former border crossing
 The time spent at the border where most of our trips are over. At least for GLINNE Pass. It does not specify, however, that you can not spend some time here. Waiting for Peter, I decided to make a little walk. The morning concert in the sky is a good opportunity to remove the camera from the backpack. Not controlling the temperature in the morning, but my nose tells me that it is devilishly cold. Day comes to life, and Peter is in Zywiec.Suddenly, something my propeller on Krakow plates. Peter did not notice my car, as well as drifts refuge. He drove through Slovakia :) quick call and we meet on the Slovakian side. We go now together in the direction of Slaná Vody.Babia Góra with Slaná Vody
 We start with Slaná Vody. There is a shelter, for which I can write only so much that they have a very good soup, pour a beer and stay within the limits of 9-10 euro. More writing about it makes no sense. There simply is not something to move. More experience will remain for our trail leading to the most beautiful mountain in the world - Babia Gora. The yellow route, which we follow it in the beginning, as Peter called it - st. Marshal.Sensationally cleared of snow alley, with a pleasing to the eye drifts on the side. We follow Hviezdoslav Avenue (established in 1974, occupies 9.3 ha precinct) - that is protected by spruce avenue. The name derives from the name of the Slovak poet, creating their works of Babia Góra. It stretches up to a large clearing of roadway that connects to the Slaná Vody, the union of the blue trail (Paseky 868m).Cleared of snow all the time walking tour brings us to the museum Hviezdoslav.Apparently there are here many objects belonging to two Slovak poets: But we have a clear goal - Babia Gora. Visits to and so certainly there would be a closed museum at the time of our expedition.After a while we see a fairly robust machine, which was available for the formation of Marszalkowska. Huge wheels, chains and guarantee them comfort in these conditions. I throw here suggested that perhaps Marszałkowska leads to the Polish border.Interestingly, not so much was missing, and we checked it for yourself :)For buildings, track bounces to the left. For us this means at this point, the end of the road cleared of snow. The trail is worn by the Slovak skitourowców a single infantryman.Does not transform the fact that we suffer and so very deep in snow. However, it does not last long, because after 10 minutes again, we return to our Marszalkowska. Satisfied with better roads leave behind a plate (very strongly already filled up), leading to Babia Hora. I do not know how long we took the route cleared of snow, but at some point it had become too disturbing. Yellow trail simply disappeared, sometimes in the winter are made convertible versions of the trails. But this time something did not suit us here - especially the direction of our journey. The confrontation with the map and decide to return to the place he re-entered the roadway cleared of snow.
Drifts and the view towards the valleyThis time we see a plate leading to Babia Hora. I expected to wander very badly sawn lane. First, very gently, without much follow along the creek przewyższeń intelligence.Now, looking at the map I see that in the vicinity of our route is a waterfall on the intelligence. But in these conditions, we did not hear his sound. I do not even imagine how big it can be. We come to the place in which we must pass one of the inflows intelligence. There is even a big bridge, a phenomenally caked with snow. On the other side of the creek we decide to do a rest.The rest of the trail has already brought more and more approach. Skitourowcy pass us who do not sink into the snow just go back a rhythmic step. It gives food for thought. This remarkably, that then one can slide down. Claiming one of the Slovaks - At the bottom of the Arctic and on top of the tropics - is the most appropriate. Today we have a large inversion. At the bottom was about ten degrees below zero, and this time I decide to download the jacket. I have no idea what the temperature is in the area. Overall, not much I care, it is just hot. Also fetching hat, because we managed to hit the windless weather. Immediately enjoyable!On the right side protrudes Chocz, the rest I do not recognize :)
Come to a clearing, the view is spectacular. Hurled into the multiple słowazachwytu. We must honor that scenic route is a lot more interesting than our domestic routes. The huge panorama is second to none. Another rest ....Slowly we begin to leave the band of the forest. There are fewer and fewer, but each delightfully frozen. Rather strong sun makes from time to time we hear the snow falling from the branches. Which can withstand the weight of the branches is impressive. It is easy to recognize which side of the sun is shining, because most of the trees on the south side represented their dark green color, on the north were covered with icy snow.Not only do we follow to the top
As for me, is getting warmer. Elevation had become quite severe, and collapsing legs began to give notice fatigue. Peter holding up much better and keeps better pace. We are getting closer to the fundamental root. Przedeptana part of the trail leads us to the ridge in the vicinity of Cold Pass. Yellow trail traverses normally reaches peak and Babia Gora to the south. We came on a key ridge on the direction of Harrows Pass, roughly at the height of the Cold Pass.Very intense winds and severe frost meant that few have chosen a wonderful Christmas tree shapes. Appearance reminiscent of hikers walking on the ridge. A magnificent view!The main ridge is very well worn, there are more and more hikers coming down from the summit attempt, or to obtain it. We are not alone anymore, you can even indicate that it is crowded. A most beautiful mountain in the world looked down on us. Seeing my sweat while getting one of przedwierchołków. There was a lazy. Perhaps tired? But certainly in a good mood. There was still no wind, gentle breezes can sometimes be experienced.The sun warmed us all the time. We win again the next summit of Babia Gora. Once again we are watching the incomparable panorama of the Tatra Mountains of Babia Gora. Commemorative photos, conversations with tourists met. One of them says that he was already on the Babia Góra with 150 times. Hmmm .... Personally, I can naciągnąłbym to 10% of this result. But does it matter? We overcame the first time Babia Gora from the Slovak side. And today, hardly anyone had a windfall this!We returned the same way. Originally the plan was to return by Little Babia Gora.However, we did not know whether this pathway is frayed. Awareness to break through the snow to his waist in virgin territory for us, prompted us to return our footsteps. What course does not symbolize that we will not subside. Luckily, we come to the shelter facility in Slane Voda. We order a hot meal. Peter Fried cheese and Kofola. I juts soup.It's getting dark. Time to go home.