tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91038967325047279302024-03-05T12:29:28.400+02:00Obsedatul si muntelenever stop exploringHikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.comBlogger162125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-38712115792784689582023-12-28T21:48:01.365+02:002024-01-14T15:15:55.872+02:00Muntii Capatinii de Revelion 2024<p>Ehe, a trecut un an si n-am mai postat nimic. Am fiert, vara a trecut fara a-mi indeplini proiectul si iata ca in decembrie incep sa caut oarecum un partener dar mai ales timp. Planurile mi se rastoarna, nu iese asa cum doresc sa plec cel tirziu vineri pe 22 decembrie stiind ca in urmatorele zile trenul meu de legatura pe Valea Oltului nu va circula din pricina Craciunului. Se intimpla ca luni pe 25 dec merg la un prieten sa-i repar un lant la bicla si pe cimp ma agat de citiva arbusti de macesi de unde culeg vreo 5kg de macese iar urmatorele zile trebuie procesate. Da-i cu rabdare mare. Mintea mea fierbe... Miercuri va crcula trenul de legatura insa seara constat ca nu am timp sa pregatesc bagajul. Sint obosit si mintea mea nu se acomodeaza ca urmatorele n-shpe zile corpul meu va trebui sa doarma in nu stiu ce conditii extreme. Paralel si dezamagirea ca voi urca tot singur. Asa ca miercuri seara pe 27 dec 2023 indes multe provizii si echipament in rucsacul Cerro Tore de 75+20Litri si il cintaresc....hm, Hikere, ai de plimbat 27kg la care se adauga o traista cu bocancii de plastic si cevasandvisuri si un bidonas de apa. Ah.... ce prostie sa pleci in necunoscut.</p><p><b>Ziua 1, Joi 28 decembrie 2023</b>, Ora 3:30 ma trezesc si fac ultimele pregatiri urmind sa merg 3km pe jos pina la tren. Cucoana de la ghiseul de bilete se blocheaza cind ii cer bilet pina la statia Lotru...Eu stiu ca la Podu Olt este o legatura la 6min si ca inainte de Craciun a fost o intirziere de vreo 3 ore dar a fost viscol. Eh, ma multumesc cu bilet pina la Brasov. Afara este putin peste Zero grade si senin urmind sa fie Luna plina. Incerc sa dorm putin pe tren in timp ce navetistii se foiesc in tren. Pe la 7:15 debarc in gata Brasov de unde in plina viteza merg sa cumpar un bilet pina la Lotru. Primesc biletul doar ca la legatura de ora 16:20 din Podu Olt si nu la ora 13:14....In scurt timp plec cu cursa Sageata albastra cu debarcare si stationare de peste 2h in gara Fagaras. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijii6FNGbgWzq5HrjuCXKB2yl5olsybaualYcw1e6r0ZczK_Q6We4kp8QMbi9vKc-hbQHseAMg77_m4XIXIGibn5iOfzco8nxvHEZ0WR3wO_X48mwlGaTCR1UbMHs96jf90eZXFucc38VyTBLiQu8P6MSE3svh_TMVhzUInW5XWBSTofBCkuext5P67vc/s4080/20231228_093132.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijii6FNGbgWzq5HrjuCXKB2yl5olsybaualYcw1e6r0ZczK_Q6We4kp8QMbi9vKc-hbQHseAMg77_m4XIXIGibn5iOfzco8nxvHEZ0WR3wO_X48mwlGaTCR1UbMHs96jf90eZXFucc38VyTBLiQu8P6MSE3svh_TMVhzUInW5XWBSTofBCkuext5P67vc/w400-h300/20231228_093132.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Se lumineaza. Un grup de colindatori se coboara in Codlea pentru a colinda la blocurile din micul orasel. Urmeaza trecerea prin Muntii Persani si un tunel lung. In multe zone crengile zgirie vagoanele si realizez ca atunci cind ninge va fi greu de trecut. Zaresc muntii Fagaras pudrati de zapada. Regret putin ca nu am planuit nimic acum nimic pe zona nordica, dar hai mai departe. Intru in gara Fagaras unde dupa putin timp soseste o alta sageata dinspre Sibiu. Conductorul ma invita sa merg in vagoane fiind mai cald. Oh, ii multumesc. Din fericire Sageata mea soseste in Podu Olt la ora planificata 13:15. Caut trenul care va pleca catre Rimnicu Vilcea. Oooo, ce uimit sint cind vad un automotor vechi si super desenat. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwzLH3dmYthbqN1M5dc0rPuNGOjUwlj_ZSMb1RPWodyUbZla8LHGwD15x3-8_ShHyC2lipSCf16D64JIE_1KDqaomp-zlIAF_UJxGk6v7NqGAWMROqp2x1YJcmDMJuc0V4MM3XkoPFNbNU2RHw-W92kQ1NiYV82hbKy9GDlcUFUTZjmFs16qwiWo7qqP4/s4080/20240103_122610.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwzLH3dmYthbqN1M5dc0rPuNGOjUwlj_ZSMb1RPWodyUbZla8LHGwD15x3-8_ShHyC2lipSCf16D64JIE_1KDqaomp-zlIAF_UJxGk6v7NqGAWMROqp2x1YJcmDMJuc0V4MM3XkoPFNbNU2RHw-W92kQ1NiYV82hbKy9GDlcUFUTZjmFs16qwiWo7qqP4/w400-h300/20240103_122610.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Sui repede fericit iar in citeva minute vagonetul meu porneste in trecerea Oltului spre Turnu Rosu. Celalalt calator, un navetist, imi spune ca merge foarte incet. Este o vreme de toamna tirzie cu cer senin, padurea fara frunze care lasa sa se vada in adincuri. Dupa Turnu Rosu, conductorul imi scaneaza biletul si rezultatul este ca voi calatori fraudulos, cu bilet pentru urmatorul tren care va fi peste 3 ore. Imi explica ca, CFR-ul nu vind bilete la trenuri cu legaturi de pina la 15minute, nedorind sa-si asume riscul. Bau-bau, de ce ghiseul din Ploiesti si Brasov nu mi-a explicat? Iata ca eu am prins trenul.... asta e, sint o exceptie. Timpul trece relativ repede si la 15:45 automotorul meu super pictat se opreste in statia Lotru. Pina aici biletul de tren a costat 58 Lei.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI-neBqWqDvUjNlflra_NfaFvOAaLLgkzxAHOXS1FXyMcDkS8ZeF6anQCIbFWCzSv6fZ8K1PG49efUvMNwXvH7rIdpGOAEzH_kZAhP_PqJ183Wvtw9zY6RA1CUmpSSzO7b5567fWqUSr1k36eeJzgBvk_Hz4AdcJmxZwXXD6I1n8geN5YjB_Jwql1L1XM/s2640/20231228_144528.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1980" data-original-width="2640" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI-neBqWqDvUjNlflra_NfaFvOAaLLgkzxAHOXS1FXyMcDkS8ZeF6anQCIbFWCzSv6fZ8K1PG49efUvMNwXvH7rIdpGOAEzH_kZAhP_PqJ183Wvtw9zY6RA1CUmpSSzO7b5567fWqUSr1k36eeJzgBvk_Hz4AdcJmxZwXXD6I1n8geN5YjB_Jwql1L1XM/w400-h300/20231228_144528.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><p>Finalmente, imi gasesc repede un tufis si.....ma usurez(scuzati!) pentru ca in cele 4 trenuri pe care le-am folosit conditiile au fost improprii !!! Un record batut de mine, mai bine de 12 ore desi am baut 2 pahare de ceai. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQsx5rb0keFd-WNgUixO-bx7JIEqp13Wq5UCzwXLnXWycK_46VUKEqQwJWyLi7Rt8-GqXtwer49fdICf_kF7U2xiWN-t7EDxDEVApT6hEq2fBlMuC9ToU8lA0qQZD00NWKN2OnfkgbblveRxL6sd2-hr3_LvXTYDYgGPjw2YMLX69rDZ0kzsyLhOuoZDg/s4080/20231228_145409.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQsx5rb0keFd-WNgUixO-bx7JIEqp13Wq5UCzwXLnXWycK_46VUKEqQwJWyLi7Rt8-GqXtwer49fdICf_kF7U2xiWN-t7EDxDEVApT6hEq2fBlMuC9ToU8lA0qQZD00NWKN2OnfkgbblveRxL6sd2-hr3_LvXTYDYgGPjw2YMLX69rDZ0kzsyLhOuoZDg/w400-h300/20231228_145409.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Eh, ma pun la drum catre orasul Brezoi stiind ca pina la intrarea pe traseu voi avea 12-13km. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVKWSh3A6UMR5ut1_4E71uMhRbP2Ljha5w-ItuFpE6d2ZqhCMxDilx3FfEeyyCgBvHFlXzyqeC3OWmvQR6FddU0shLOR3RqCEgBnhyphenhyphenz0O6DpGlUqwxsutnr-1j4C9_xSLrcJJTTRXWTzrPf9rJCkRPEbmySMLp2-2jCz1TYp1jLRcRKFZUnVV-saP3f0A/s4080/20231228_145415.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVKWSh3A6UMR5ut1_4E71uMhRbP2Ljha5w-ItuFpE6d2ZqhCMxDilx3FfEeyyCgBvHFlXzyqeC3OWmvQR6FddU0shLOR3RqCEgBnhyphenhyphenz0O6DpGlUqwxsutnr-1j4C9_xSLrcJJTTRXWTzrPf9rJCkRPEbmySMLp2-2jCz1TYp1jLRcRKFZUnVV-saP3f0A/w400-h300/20231228_145415.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Drumul meu traverseaza Oltul pe un pod acum pietonal care ma indreapta spre Drumul National Sibiu-Rimnicu Vilcea. Merg apoi spre sud citeva sute de metri, trec Riul Lotru si intru in centrul Tarii Lovistei. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoJ5boSmxfJDPExUuwWFAMOrdNKpV9bm_lhwAOqJSn6qrTY_bxqRthKNgYdGB6tnoIS-6UdE4cwcTYl-UBZ_FnSOVPzQ3LmMP_p3LPaFP-C6KkXefVsSV88s6QzBnzHP64IqItVID4i4bpWhbNc1ebiN_FiCNEOqzE3B6_xWi152IWFK_WGE1v5soaekU/s4080/20231228_151003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoJ5boSmxfJDPExUuwWFAMOrdNKpV9bm_lhwAOqJSn6qrTY_bxqRthKNgYdGB6tnoIS-6UdE4cwcTYl-UBZ_FnSOVPzQ3LmMP_p3LPaFP-C6KkXefVsSV88s6QzBnzHP64IqItVID4i4bpWhbNc1ebiN_FiCNEOqzE3B6_xWi152IWFK_WGE1v5soaekU/w400-h300/20231228_151003.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Daca stationez simt racoarea de pe valea adapostita de munti nu prea inalti(masivul Narutu/Lotrisor la sud si niscaiva dealuri stincoase ale Latoritei), uneori zicind ca muntii se pot pravali spre case si blocuri. Multe nu s-au schimbat de la ultima mea trecere(dec 2016).<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ4KgCQKJoFDnT_ukvLY26Bhae9ss3KOBINKJOVhyaSSRlUj07eM__0gRipzuCZpv_9xmpN73QXTqmtIUEbSzwRMwXUqBN3j-GEh31NEPlSZuAwBvCJgKxDJ67zvyqGEfRzUL0IRxOQcnLPCe8BrHzYzp-Ddlv_-hrpL3kYBkhGacP2P44aFmrqMACDpI/s4080/20231228_151040.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ4KgCQKJoFDnT_ukvLY26Bhae9ss3KOBINKJOVhyaSSRlUj07eM__0gRipzuCZpv_9xmpN73QXTqmtIUEbSzwRMwXUqBN3j-GEh31NEPlSZuAwBvCJgKxDJ67zvyqGEfRzUL0IRxOQcnLPCe8BrHzYzp-Ddlv_-hrpL3kYBkhGacP2P44aFmrqMACDpI/w400-h300/20231228_151040.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheUcJUo2PHqTh9TS0Mxxhfnwg4EXFMYqY1kiSTmhmIu87waE-Ezf29bwLfBm0goRu4eRQPkfKGYL7VeuGUwPNBX3yE3hGZMAuz3Nv_BqoabYR89wIC6MVchT1bL4nLCAiT_fx93biFSzUvv5Bo4-05rilixiDaRoD9GZia_Jw0quhcZGgSktdhbV30XXc/s4080/20231228_155235.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheUcJUo2PHqTh9TS0Mxxhfnwg4EXFMYqY1kiSTmhmIu87waE-Ezf29bwLfBm0goRu4eRQPkfKGYL7VeuGUwPNBX3yE3hGZMAuz3Nv_BqoabYR89wIC6MVchT1bL4nLCAiT_fx93biFSzUvv5Bo4-05rilixiDaRoD9GZia_Jw0quhcZGgSktdhbV30XXc/s320/20231228_155235.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />Ceva nou si bun este un Penny si un peco. Desi cu multa umbra iarna, Primaria si-a montat panouri fotovoltaice. <p></p><p>Drumul este foarte circulat, mai ales de pe sensul Obirsia Lotrului-Brezoi fiindca petrecerile de Craciun s-au terminat si multi se intorc acasa. </p><p>Ranita de 27kg si plasa cu bocanci ma obliga la citeva scurte popasuri printre care si in satul Valea lui Stan unde in dec 2016 am intrat in colonia conationalilor colorati , cu cai si carute. </p><p>Acum mi-am ales alta intrare, sper mai usoara. Marcul banda rosie care ar trebui sa porneasca de aici este de negasit deci sigur voi continua spre punctul Pascoaia. </p><p> </p><p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBhnySLr8fU51FhRLDLASF_-KGWH0BA89NqIhjx8PJjPaftFVJ6sqhjSEKe_6H97QLYhB17YIDdkdStq-a2cRppC0mnKONJfKs00SSyQPAcSo3Yuqsu0ysfuPDnc-ugLhwos6rqrZawfvQXBi4a0rsbSrE-E5sb2f6g8S-kaubenlDaWRdimdGvcxBeIc/s4080/20231228_155247.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBhnySLr8fU51FhRLDLASF_-KGWH0BA89NqIhjx8PJjPaftFVJ6sqhjSEKe_6H97QLYhB17YIDdkdStq-a2cRppC0mnKONJfKs00SSyQPAcSo3Yuqsu0ysfuPDnc-ugLhwos6rqrZawfvQXBi4a0rsbSrE-E5sb2f6g8S-kaubenlDaWRdimdGvcxBeIc/s320/20231228_155247.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />La o curba a soselei zaresc o poteca ce coboara sub sosea dar deasupra Lotrului. <p></p><p></p><p>Netezesc si culc buruienile, deschid echipamentul de bivuac si imi pregatesc prima portie de paste cu putina apa pe care o am in bidon. </p><p>Pentru a fi cit mai discret incerc sa fac cit mai putina lumina asa ca ma culc repede in sacul de dormit si de bivuac. </p><p>Va urma o noapte teribil de lunga si luminata de luna. </p><p>Multa vreme aud zgomotul masinilor. </p><p><b> </b></p><p><b> </b></p><p><b> </b></p><p><b>Ziua 2, Vineri 29 decembrie 2023</b></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNILxKjiwJsyAFKkgB_D_Dex9T8J6e4zRY820LxYmcRXaGgM8gX0TdnEi7qHplxs1tEBtRZgnufk9K3Cj_NV6jva0Fd5NdpVdjfMriK5aoclk3JoYVfgdIjsnrMD-tw_si1LuUF4hQfb6zyJfmiPG5-H2BWjb3DNevav5HRoIo0bBrEm1cRDAYhEBHAUY/s4080/20231229_082029.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNILxKjiwJsyAFKkgB_D_Dex9T8J6e4zRY820LxYmcRXaGgM8gX0TdnEi7qHplxs1tEBtRZgnufk9K3Cj_NV6jva0Fd5NdpVdjfMriK5aoclk3JoYVfgdIjsnrMD-tw_si1LuUF4hQfb6zyJfmiPG5-H2BWjb3DNevav5HRoIo0bBrEm1cRDAYhEBHAUY/s320/20231229_082029.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />Pe la ora 6:30 alarma suna. Mai stau putin in caldura sacului dar resimt gheata de la gura celor 2 saci. <p></p><p>Fara un acoperis nu este deloc confortabil sa dormi afara atunci cind cade bruma, mai ales zapada. Dar asta este, voi impacheta sacii usor umeziti. Imi pun repede adidasii, beau o cana de ceai care este inca bine cald(de peste 30 de ore). </p><p>Fara manusi este imposibil sa impachetez obiectele mele. Sigur sint sub -5grade si daca as mai zabovi sa aprind primusul pe benzina as ingheta, Cumva reusesc sa plec pe sosea pe la ora 8. </p><p>Fiind pe vale si multa chiciura este destul de intuneric. In citeva minute reusesc sa ma incalzesc ceea ce este un mare avantaj. </p><p>Nu am nimic cu puf la mine din mai multe puncte de vedere: pentru ca nu se anunta mai frig de -10, fiindca nu am loc in bagaj, fiindca trebuie sa ma misc, fiindca am o sticla de metal unde pot turna apa fierbinte. </p><p>Dupa inca aproape 2km sosesc la un izvor de apa amenajat frumos si o statie de autobuz "Lunca" cu acoperis, masa si scaune unde as fi putut dormi. Reumplu sticla de metal si continui circa 100m pina unde spre stinga porneste un drum de taf cu bariera la marginea paduri.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCh256kl9NSN3K4WS8ZfUPpPaztxWHNlNjFgwJIQ6MXmOysJlSYhk6rVNS5jp9rORWA0gLDx1IPQh3crak43srcBhvM0tCIwY9BgRbhCv_Jv-VBCYSW5rgVWstRfb1qcZt5gi2wKdr_zFNsU0q9YQm2aDYKKUtq1cGPi-nK8DC_ON-iupmC_tcIuj5R2M/s4080/20231229_090321.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCh256kl9NSN3K4WS8ZfUPpPaztxWHNlNjFgwJIQ6MXmOysJlSYhk6rVNS5jp9rORWA0gLDx1IPQh3crak43srcBhvM0tCIwY9BgRbhCv_Jv-VBCYSW5rgVWstRfb1qcZt5gi2wKdr_zFNsU0q9YQm2aDYKKUtq1cGPi-nK8DC_ON-iupmC_tcIuj5R2M/w400-h300/20231229_090321.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Aici decid sa-mi pun bocancii de plastic desi nu este zapada deloc si sa maninc. Ceaiul inca rezista bine si sper sa-mi ajunga pina diseara unde sper ca voi avea zapada de topit sau chiar izvor de apa. La ora 9, dupa aproape 13km de la statia CFR Lotru ma declar la intrarea pe traseu, un drum de offroad cu pante accentuate, istovitor cu bagaj ca al meu. Alta varianta nu am, iar la tren nu ma duc inapoi. Deasupra vaii pluteste o ceata fina strapunsa de citeva fuioare de fum provenit de la incalzirea caselor din jur. Undeva mai sus, pe drum, deasupra frunzelor, gasesc o cirtita mica care sta ca moarta...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS-5_3mhZ1zq6cN9iXUFxFFfU1gH38d12TdmHBzrhFZNQLBJoB9KIiy0HG4J4543sfi0wkhqEU8L5L6RFxPngdbNva3k6VzFjiHkgX_CqjLX1Mk5wkUc17DcyYxhM7orvV2csOyGZ9uW3cxfo8Gkg0zO43udIKO57I06fgXf0-NGttUZiYC53VKljO8Ck/s4080/20231229_102031.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS-5_3mhZ1zq6cN9iXUFxFFfU1gH38d12TdmHBzrhFZNQLBJoB9KIiy0HG4J4543sfi0wkhqEU8L5L6RFxPngdbNva3k6VzFjiHkgX_CqjLX1Mk5wkUc17DcyYxhM7orvV2csOyGZ9uW3cxfo8Gkg0zO43udIKO57I06fgXf0-NGttUZiYC53VKljO8Ck/w400-h300/20231229_102031.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Chiar nu se misca deloc, desi corpul este moale. Drumul urca puternic in serpentine abrupte catre Gruiul Helesteului un mic picior de munte.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbpFl6UdH_r2xQkdn8HrjtwfjDk0aJbaMexBCffHSuuMy0opiYIStxu0PMZvbxoWHAguFR1wcu_7V9UBlexOGTQ8LZGExe92QlFd4Mc3PcPDnUxfftYlXSCnoZT5cWd2FvtLJxZIpftvCnZ8KCUQr5NyHQx3fmJyPwIqQs7SVicSXWaAVnk8efsz9mmkg/s4080/20231229_102057.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbpFl6UdH_r2xQkdn8HrjtwfjDk0aJbaMexBCffHSuuMy0opiYIStxu0PMZvbxoWHAguFR1wcu_7V9UBlexOGTQ8LZGExe92QlFd4Mc3PcPDnUxfftYlXSCnoZT5cWd2FvtLJxZIpftvCnZ8KCUQr5NyHQx3fmJyPwIqQs7SVicSXWaAVnk8efsz9mmkg/w400-h300/20231229_102057.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Defrisari sint vizibile aici la inaltime catre flancul vestic dar si spre versantul opus Vaii Lotrului. La un moment dat este o bifurcatie. Usor pacalit ma las prada unui drum mai domol. Ambele sint cu urme de cauciucuri. Dupa citeva minute bune verific trackul care-mi dovedeste ca m-am indepartat enorm. Consum energie aiurea...Revin la bifurcatie si sui pe drumul mai abrupt. Aici la circa 1000m se resimte vintul. Deja imi fac scenarii despre esecul nr 2 din Capatinii. Eiii, esti singur Hikere, nu conteaza daca vei ajunge la Herculane, Petrosani ori vei face doar putin din acesti munti. Aventura conteaza. Mai sus este acelasi tip de bifurcatie dar de asta data aleg din start varianta abrupta stiind faptul ca trebuie sa ajung cit mai sus fiindca asa este la munte. In unele curbe este zapada pe care vehiculele puternice nu au reusit sa o sparga, semna ca totusi s-au bagat pe drumul mai domol.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPeIh-tPw8s-2HljLx_wNu7guBdFHFQQGvzMW6m580bv8OP56gpvL8R2zRwo6mil06zJMf60nbVbjJmuo0Iwh82gE1_0i6K7jItfDqOESJrGpc_g4kkGr-FotgDLqZajWNEG70StnFxEc9g9947g5k1_I8sHgN8JjVOIvZSR6Skm_XHzlFWtXX-KoCfCQ/s4080/20231229_133210.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPeIh-tPw8s-2HljLx_wNu7guBdFHFQQGvzMW6m580bv8OP56gpvL8R2zRwo6mil06zJMf60nbVbjJmuo0Iwh82gE1_0i6K7jItfDqOESJrGpc_g4kkGr-FotgDLqZajWNEG70StnFxEc9g9947g5k1_I8sHgN8JjVOIvZSR6Skm_XHzlFWtXX-KoCfCQ/w400-h300/20231229_133210.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMs__9a8d79YJJF3O5kigNcX3zCdy2TUOCN8TV6QSC4XPCybk2xN4eLbQvx0DkZfNhrYsYbnuel-lrDs_Nwvw4fa3KX2zo-sgeQSpWWKnmHBmEIvHtxjDoM5SqZQWPzQIWSUEZ6P-wHA85Bdd1idD6JXobZWuLNQJivZS0kXEoRffh2kv0SwjIgT8YKKQ/s4080/20231229_143019.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMs__9a8d79YJJF3O5kigNcX3zCdy2TUOCN8TV6QSC4XPCybk2xN4eLbQvx0DkZfNhrYsYbnuel-lrDs_Nwvw4fa3KX2zo-sgeQSpWWKnmHBmEIvHtxjDoM5SqZQWPzQIWSUEZ6P-wHA85Bdd1idD6JXobZWuLNQJivZS0kXEoRffh2kv0SwjIgT8YKKQ/s320/20231229_143019.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />La ora 13:30 sosesc pe culmea principala, undeva sub vf lui Stan, cca 1450m, linga o banda rosie foarte veche. <p></p><p>Spre sud este probabil Valea Olanestilor. Undeva se zareste si releul de pe Cozia. Urmez spre vest drumul pe care se vad urmele recente de anvelope. Intr-o poienita spre stinga se formeaza mai multe drumuri. Pe la ora 15 ajung la niste ruine, probabil zona Cindoaia unde a fost un canton mare.</p><p> Nu-mi dau seama cum, de ce oamenii vor sa distruga asemenea cladiri din mijlocul muntilor. </p><p>Drumul continua cind pe stinga culmii principale, cind pe dreapta. </p><p>La un moment dat ajung la zapada mai mare pe care masinile nu au mai spart-o. </p><p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4raP_YIxyES3UdUcMnE_iyqi0JZUwIQViToQwhwV5UGPI6jSIvm2yNX8g7Tdhcy9T3IEXHLiORs41wUopkGT6ca-k0iKF55Nmjoxa7NKe6_HA4me96p7F7iwqS9R-Gs-kME-RbsJ60kPavgCXqQveImduRJS2Fv03pN_SpKGA_MrCzZs61z0KeVVnAM/s2576/20231229_150250.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4raP_YIxyES3UdUcMnE_iyqi0JZUwIQViToQwhwV5UGPI6jSIvm2yNX8g7Tdhcy9T3IEXHLiORs41wUopkGT6ca-k0iKF55Nmjoxa7NKe6_HA4me96p7F7iwqS9R-Gs-kME-RbsJ60kPavgCXqQveImduRJS2Fv03pN_SpKGA_MrCzZs61z0KeVVnAM/w400-h300/20231229_150250.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Imi pun parazapezile si incep sa sparg urme. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD9ksSMvDTn2eaY76PD8eSHJ-lBvrOyLZkUtCFOVO2spdLWkwWRJ0ye2GJbOyGtpf833eWRJICORvM4tW-kD2_sDHZAax6mJieuOFBrKSLgg4QJUZWu7FMkd3AbVzPikRY6R6gYQcvOg2fJPZt3cnUYEaZUvYgbRVU-HnvIbe8wTGFVRnsoRqOJJQNG78/s4080/20231229_154608.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD9ksSMvDTn2eaY76PD8eSHJ-lBvrOyLZkUtCFOVO2spdLWkwWRJ0ye2GJbOyGtpf833eWRJICORvM4tW-kD2_sDHZAax6mJieuOFBrKSLgg4QJUZWu7FMkd3AbVzPikRY6R6gYQcvOg2fJPZt3cnUYEaZUvYgbRVU-HnvIbe8wTGFVRnsoRqOJJQNG78/w400-h300/20231229_154608.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Aici imi erau de ajutor perechea de rachete insa la bagajul asa de greu nu se mai cadeau carate pina aici. Merg printr-o zona defrisata care imi permite sa vad Fagarasii sudici. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEaimK3xFgiRTPp6F_bN8iKn85rHS1xz5zgpToU4kvDr580a_h629fKjb0KPIRDZ9Pgy6B10TlDm60ScSNI_QkHGjn_NAyCinGBQXcwOLu0TKktKvkvzpLL_39a-mKkATbBgqlGpzDOmvbW9oCkXjW5u-L28zl6Ivv7jf_Hian58zwmut3fsLm1lie4AY/s4080/20231229_154844.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEaimK3xFgiRTPp6F_bN8iKn85rHS1xz5zgpToU4kvDr580a_h629fKjb0KPIRDZ9Pgy6B10TlDm60ScSNI_QkHGjn_NAyCinGBQXcwOLu0TKktKvkvzpLL_39a-mKkATbBgqlGpzDOmvbW9oCkXjW5u-L28zl6Ivv7jf_Hian58zwmut3fsLm1lie4AY/w400-h300/20231229_154844.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br />Vremea e senina. Din fericire prind semnal la telefon si vorbesc cu tata. Este extraordinar, dar mai departe nu se stie. Pe o zona in coborire avansez mai repede dupa care intilnesc iar drumul si urmele de masina. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0-GBBArKaNd74-NfLUJm7aoG0pXDyqrU17c2b0DiI2F7SjjdKz2qa_s__6TaPxRd8J2MxXYZJW9kWwuBjr1TJjkB1BKlBNu7uv69LPiUJW87wAdfSUw-BhyfKD5pXIJcv4GEZUppOCGYdMbFcxpv9_oV7dzmwEkL2QKGgp76a45v3ORlBTDB5nv9t-vY/s4080/20231229_160716.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0-GBBArKaNd74-NfLUJm7aoG0pXDyqrU17c2b0DiI2F7SjjdKz2qa_s__6TaPxRd8J2MxXYZJW9kWwuBjr1TJjkB1BKlBNu7uv69LPiUJW87wAdfSUw-BhyfKD5pXIJcv4GEZUppOCGYdMbFcxpv9_oV7dzmwEkL2QKGgp76a45v3ORlBTDB5nv9t-vY/w400-h300/20231229_160716.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />In scurt timp, la 16:07 ajung in poiana cu Refugiul Folea pina la care sint urmele de masina. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJK5eT9XQ5PkXAJ5oFtTr5zEcqMCjgEmTreUQLydOPF8xy1hiEWMcOYVAiFLRCpyIlm6VIwustJN_eyRvkd0LoKRM73ZrOK3rtQC6bxbIdGKpAbiYZtuRYsH3sh41OPW_Dqfyk0PILNfKZSDOLXebvLBQDb7Lk7MYkCNw1yk5qDqjccCJ_KKtovZHBkFk/s2576/20231229_160723.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJK5eT9XQ5PkXAJ5oFtTr5zEcqMCjgEmTreUQLydOPF8xy1hiEWMcOYVAiFLRCpyIlm6VIwustJN_eyRvkd0LoKRM73ZrOK3rtQC6bxbIdGKpAbiYZtuRYsH3sh41OPW_Dqfyk0PILNfKZSDOLXebvLBQDb7Lk7MYkCNw1yk5qDqjccCJ_KKtovZHBkFk/w400-h300/20231229_160723.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Este liniste aici. Sint setat sa caut izvorul. Gasesc un bidon de 5L si impreuna cu termosul caut poteca pina la izvor. Zapada mare si zmeurisul ingreuneaza avansarea chiar in coborire. Trebuie sa ajung inainte sa se intunece fiind o zona cam salbatica. Nu-mi dau seama de ce acele persoane care s-au chinuit sa ajunga aici cu masina nu au facut urme pina la izvor....Alo, muntomanilor, schiorilor, mai sint zone frumoase si pe aici....Finalmente la ultimele sclipiri de lumina, revin la refugiul Folea fericit si cam obosit dar cu vreo 6L de lichid pretios, pur, din inima muntelui. Consider ca a meritat decit sa topesc zapada pentru care eram pregatit cu muuulta benzina(aproape 1,5L). Asadar la refugiu improvizez o canapea mai lata pe care voi dormi si apoi ma apuc sa fac pastele fierte si ceaiul pentru dimineata la termos. De altfel las la inmuiat si orezul care-mi va folosi la micul dejun. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTQmdtXgwPm5wAWsk_ALq7pBGbpegoT_IaPNxDChAIqMSrqNOaiOUK5xzfsjnxv8OQlm245ACxloEHNHnPBvmCkPcy0wa-HmgjVRZRs62Af9PRQbzJRlPk9KkXuX0NVylyNDipnshC5YV8XRKdgCtCiLL82L1-tyMR_byt67LYKJBZ2ZM4qYcKXBqYOZI/s4080/20231230_080428.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTQmdtXgwPm5wAWsk_ALq7pBGbpegoT_IaPNxDChAIqMSrqNOaiOUK5xzfsjnxv8OQlm245ACxloEHNHnPBvmCkPcy0wa-HmgjVRZRs62Af9PRQbzJRlPk9KkXuX0NVylyNDipnshC5YV8XRKdgCtCiLL82L1-tyMR_byt67LYKJBZ2ZM4qYcKXBqYOZI/w400-h300/20231230_080428.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmeaza o noapte lunga si luminata si usor sub zero grade. Nu am avut niciun vizitator, soricel, urs sau alta lighioana.<p></p><p><b>Distanta Lunca(valea Lotrului)-refugiul Folea 10km , 1300m urcati </b><br /></p><p><b>Ziua 3, simbata 30 decembrie 2023</b></p><p>Am pus alarma pe la 6:00 dar intrucit catre dimineata nu am mai avut somn, acum doresc sa dorm. Putin cam lenes, incep activitatea pe la 6:30. Am luat cu mine telefonul vechi Sony Ericson pentru ca el poate suna alarma si daca este inchis. Plus ca am radio pe el. Telefoanele noi, "inteligente", sint inferioare din acest punct de vedere. Azi sper sa ajung pina seara la refugiul Caserie, daca zapada, vintul ori ceata nu-mi va pune bete in bocanci(roata) !</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5C6inyBQfBbpivcklj4jc3YhSvA0QxE2F9LEYH6Z9OOZld2O6GHerGT-5-JEsFEgV9ru1sBRFkgjHrhBGgeZ5yaIT_3rwwHHv1ehI-Qv68rCClfmWlBaqORSwOgbVgByYO8S4MC194z0uzn-0zpb3ehACXIxdQ63ww6PbUnu4GXj3gyDDHsEzVb0JX8k/s4080/20231230_081308.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5C6inyBQfBbpivcklj4jc3YhSvA0QxE2F9LEYH6Z9OOZld2O6GHerGT-5-JEsFEgV9ru1sBRFkgjHrhBGgeZ5yaIT_3rwwHHv1ehI-Qv68rCClfmWlBaqORSwOgbVgByYO8S4MC194z0uzn-0zpb3ehACXIxdQ63ww6PbUnu4GXj3gyDDHsEzVb0JX8k/w400-h300/20231230_081308.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Ora 8, cu vreo 30min intirziere, plec spre vf Gera. Urmele de masina dispar la prima panta in padure. Drumul este oarecum blocat de un molid uscat dar subtirel pe care il pot muta cu usurinta. Urmez traseul unul drum de taf care urca usor afundindu-ma tot mai adinc in zapada. Cerul este senin iar ziua se anunta de exceptie. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbp3eR1V0j00qZmXPvXJGz_gq6E9Nymwl4kb1cJgMAsyiJqCoKQ4ZchBonKK1NY2vJ4QHSzGlDPg-dgLq9TiBXstAYrDvdAlxmSV7K1N9MyIw5FD1Z14dw7vykTa6-He_0I5hKBcPApug8MS3r3LGqydUtrBFAykCydvcLQmFddwnFedqCBFw9V9gWtNI/s4080/20231230_090322.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbp3eR1V0j00qZmXPvXJGz_gq6E9Nymwl4kb1cJgMAsyiJqCoKQ4ZchBonKK1NY2vJ4QHSzGlDPg-dgLq9TiBXstAYrDvdAlxmSV7K1N9MyIw5FD1Z14dw7vykTa6-He_0I5hKBcPApug8MS3r3LGqydUtrBFAykCydvcLQmFddwnFedqCBFw9V9gWtNI/w400-h300/20231230_090322.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Este o zona in care nu regasesc marcajul si cu pomi mai rari intr-o fost defrisare. Nu-mi aduc aminte de aceasta zona. Stiu ca in 2016 am ajuns repede la un adapost folosit ca loc de inchinare la icoane. In poiana avansez foarte greu in zapada adinca si printre crengile ascunse. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0qd1-y_U9cAcy_FNzmGue0NTaMcX3drfeadiuarzgIKXSCOvYVjf4XUcUMHbcolQelQbFxVZkTyw-tLDuCtuw7Pu3tdGu1kCVJ7WVkyGm2nMW7R-Es4B9kNOUy9YFKAWZ4W-LTcXWZf7XQwGE7WeXbfeDPKTHgyhhN_rN-cn4U7Y5mlw-x1o8nX9_y78/s4080/20231230_091738.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0qd1-y_U9cAcy_FNzmGue0NTaMcX3drfeadiuarzgIKXSCOvYVjf4XUcUMHbcolQelQbFxVZkTyw-tLDuCtuw7Pu3tdGu1kCVJ7WVkyGm2nMW7R-Es4B9kNOUy9YFKAWZ4W-LTcXWZf7XQwGE7WeXbfeDPKTHgyhhN_rN-cn4U7Y5mlw-x1o8nX9_y78/w400-h300/20231230_091738.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Zaresc o cabanuta de vinatoare insa pina acolo mai fac urme timp de 15min. Din nefericire nu regasesc marcajul si nici urme. Sint totusi pe un drum trasat pe gps dar pe care nu reusesc sa-l continui. Hotarasc sa urc prin padure, pe cea mai mare panta, printre molizi in speranta ca voi iesi la golul alpin unde va fi mai putina zapada. Foarte grea portiunea mai ales ca soarele ma orbeste.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3DCfoow-F8sa1E0OqewxeheG6cFWahctEzsB9hlRyZoHk3mYnXyjRkMEAv7ic8aJ2s8sr4AtorQwrHv8wF_GLqV47NT_DXCC4FzzSBfmvV8ArUBpN4aVujITQleyyUR_2-tYH4hDGqvSbEtkf7q5SUqK-oV1kFs8P00eFfFoNMpX0gx9OjUS_MYwSazQ/s4080/20231230_102642.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3DCfoow-F8sa1E0OqewxeheG6cFWahctEzsB9hlRyZoHk3mYnXyjRkMEAv7ic8aJ2s8sr4AtorQwrHv8wF_GLqV47NT_DXCC4FzzSBfmvV8ArUBpN4aVujITQleyyUR_2-tYH4hDGqvSbEtkf7q5SUqK-oV1kFs8P00eFfFoNMpX0gx9OjUS_MYwSazQ/w400-h300/20231230_102642.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Dupa o ora de la cantonul de vinatoare ma odihnesc pe culmea ce suie pe vf Gera. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSuEX43AO-1IihN14w_VJ3vi-EQV1MPDY3XN-wzss1KPxGF78DTbYa_UHRW_2xuFQh4IqiC14Hvdr3qKqRzvPUiOdsy4WFI61cnEUt35TeLjb_gPVuTfj_m0ZmPaoyItuZ5HWH2-UB0rpPuG0isUAPaZhnzHgFZ804FfJHolNoDdCqxqcWWg_sBCgA8sY/s4080/20231230_111218.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSuEX43AO-1IihN14w_VJ3vi-EQV1MPDY3XN-wzss1KPxGF78DTbYa_UHRW_2xuFQh4IqiC14Hvdr3qKqRzvPUiOdsy4WFI61cnEUt35TeLjb_gPVuTfj_m0ZmPaoyItuZ5HWH2-UB0rpPuG0isUAPaZhnzHgFZ804FfJHolNoDdCqxqcWWg_sBCgA8sY/w400-h300/20231230_111218.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />In apropiere se afla o stina si refugiul privat Gera dar nu am timp sa cobor la ele. Urmez drumul de tractor ocolind zapada mentinind un ritm constant, cu pozat si admirat vazduhul: Fagaras, Ciuha Mare, Buila, Lotrului, Cindrel. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAbI4Yow_cwpHWAMyJvDyg4ajC9YfczHW5EFZ0aJUmzNAZQCYCD7GZ_qd5BM-Jof7MPt636vxdyRYpZRhQxZglcwH3xTrvGCkMefVe6_xcrWONN6MrfmJfRugBlvli1wtr_B2CQKz5grwzYW013g1s1S7D-Unj9ArxQ1c_aofTKZTjTJwZ9ShvSUgCUsY/s4080/20231230_112812.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAbI4Yow_cwpHWAMyJvDyg4ajC9YfczHW5EFZ0aJUmzNAZQCYCD7GZ_qd5BM-Jof7MPt636vxdyRYpZRhQxZglcwH3xTrvGCkMefVe6_xcrWONN6MrfmJfRugBlvli1wtr_B2CQKz5grwzYW013g1s1S7D-Unj9ArxQ1c_aofTKZTjTJwZ9ShvSUgCUsY/w400-h300/20231230_112812.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Drumul trece pe sub Vf Preota si Ionascu pentru a continua spre zona Zmeuratul marcat de o Cruce mai mare, care totusi dupa unii nu ar fi vf Zmeuratul ci doar unul premergator. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8FDHC6II20A9XGctI59RAmwTZTkX-qG29OU-5IuRqqx0AF4j0Ahvfu346XuhOqwwDpk4d0DslQ83yIIU5FNfbTAvAfiIcyuXwQhQn8rvuIbVH4FgmgsE9wliy4mTjUjd8fiTvq7J9ezHWBnIskZ2p-Mh-u85nAQ13n3PY-Fzmcx6Zm7ftigDOgZn96io/s4080/20231230_121448.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8FDHC6II20A9XGctI59RAmwTZTkX-qG29OU-5IuRqqx0AF4j0Ahvfu346XuhOqwwDpk4d0DslQ83yIIU5FNfbTAvAfiIcyuXwQhQn8rvuIbVH4FgmgsE9wliy4mTjUjd8fiTvq7J9ezHWBnIskZ2p-Mh-u85nAQ13n3PY-Fzmcx6Zm7ftigDOgZn96io/w400-h300/20231230_121448.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Undeva mai inainte spre sud se afla vf Govora. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfnBhuaGoYR_1cAgLDCu2JSzeFDFUbmSrDD2UAqLJUZ1WojWlrcHjmFasv-nTOd2NFpJyPK-VzVAlRCtHu8a1XnJfMd5YxTngG81F6BoQpIK-COh4Wt-S2zEMeplC3xPrIFr1lU3RGXuuOAcnWYfGRod8KmTE0hqYb__G5EWtCfaJn8KnDG_XsqWxqZGM/s2640/20231230_124020.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1980" data-original-width="2640" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfnBhuaGoYR_1cAgLDCu2JSzeFDFUbmSrDD2UAqLJUZ1WojWlrcHjmFasv-nTOd2NFpJyPK-VzVAlRCtHu8a1XnJfMd5YxTngG81F6BoQpIK-COh4Wt-S2zEMeplC3xPrIFr1lU3RGXuuOAcnWYfGRod8KmTE0hqYb__G5EWtCfaJn8KnDG_XsqWxqZGM/w400-h300/20231230_124020.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Adierea de vint este buna pentru a ventila hainele mele care oricum nu ar avea loc in rucsac. In conditii de avalnsa trebuie mers pe culme intrucit multe zone are drumului de caruta pot deveni tobogane. La 12:40 ma fotografiez pe vf Zmeuratul dar nu zabovesc intrucit sint in criza de timp. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOi6Jl1F6hzvHGqqRf2cQ5hHQWyfVvgVgVBXmbJd_ImaFkiOgSbwWiEtHThICB8tIP4YbEtxWPjpGBFGi3daXdGTlrXrVOeMyUzzWPH3D75_ZVVJ-DMtuAaehxi3zyuqSWpUH7OGRqeVfSXC4bIZdgTST0NGLE_5uwA7kQ-UB9cTeb5cdUVFv5wqt0ikg/s4080/20231230_124049.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOi6Jl1F6hzvHGqqRf2cQ5hHQWyfVvgVgVBXmbJd_ImaFkiOgSbwWiEtHThICB8tIP4YbEtxWPjpGBFGi3daXdGTlrXrVOeMyUzzWPH3D75_ZVVJ-DMtuAaehxi3zyuqSWpUH7OGRqeVfSXC4bIZdgTST0NGLE_5uwA7kQ-UB9cTeb5cdUVFv5wqt0ikg/w400-h300/20231230_124049.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmeaza o coborire de cca 200m diferenta mai mult prin padure printr-o zapada mare, anevoios a inainta. Aici totusi am parte uneori de urme de cerb si chiar de urs iar pe urmele lor este mai usor a avansa. Iata ca nici pe aici nu au venit schiorii si nici muntomanii.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP2H1-DHSIhizE36GBdGfTuP2ruyvPzCphdblYuimACLD1RJjKlHxmPRBTyG7tiLz9RIu-RqM4EIu8W-lHQZf0sfHchXxAKlC4pwIxK5IAv8oBItrJyyLKKWD4DBinFbUYPtk0TfeqNWF7Rqz1D4PbHqT53uqUtqMi6a9t5ueo2BiGRJ_PHPkJIepYBD0/s4080/20231230_135158.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP2H1-DHSIhizE36GBdGfTuP2ruyvPzCphdblYuimACLD1RJjKlHxmPRBTyG7tiLz9RIu-RqM4EIu8W-lHQZf0sfHchXxAKlC4pwIxK5IAv8oBItrJyyLKKWD4DBinFbUYPtk0TfeqNWF7Rqz1D4PbHqT53uqUtqMi6a9t5ueo2BiGRJ_PHPkJIepYBD0/w400-h300/20231230_135158.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Stati neica pe pirtie, mergeti la Malaiesti, Diham, Bilea si Simbata. Dupa cca 1h30 de lupta prin zapada sosesc in Saua Zmeuratului unde imi permit o pauza de energizare. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRjxOzPP3ivMxE783CUotUyO3qw35TB8GN1LAOHv9yN4PKmmFmW1lsMBDaXd1LNwpC5wByBIjr_BvQw7CAypZUtLnuDShIEYuHfB0mQGxwKJEdDSdOL1-_gxPj7gxceG6zkEqySFkC6PXZsVbQEX0BzcSZol5Sq4lJ_qZlVmENawR_KSAzbQm73gkat7I/s4080/20231230_141210.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRjxOzPP3ivMxE783CUotUyO3qw35TB8GN1LAOHv9yN4PKmmFmW1lsMBDaXd1LNwpC5wByBIjr_BvQw7CAypZUtLnuDShIEYuHfB0mQGxwKJEdDSdOL1-_gxPj7gxceG6zkEqySFkC6PXZsVbQEX0BzcSZol5Sq4lJ_qZlVmENawR_KSAzbQm73gkat7I/w400-h300/20231230_141210.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Aici am semnal si reusesc sa vorbesc cu familia. Totul ok pina aici numai ca zapada s-a inmuiat la bataia soarelui. La vreo 200m sud este o stina/canton mare si in conditii bune. Dupa un alt efort sosesc in Curmatura Rodeanu(14:50) de unde coboara un marcaj spre Stina Zmeurat, loc de adapost in trecut pentru cei care traversau Carpatii. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeeCQ2Z9i8kH1fJJX26ieQIFZQkwkEWjJ08f1IKfM06mSgRPOHnApQ0c9BOwYv982n4izJVUyGs_8o-4n7-br_F0FNTY0xP7rR_xsjaBH5rX1ubzUkrFgadMq3S8IdCCKwVH7QvwNeXVZcQpKlNQDH55kJRkk4PM5AoXOnzi-68XT6JT_5FGFt_fcTAdc/s4080/20231230_151750.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeeCQ2Z9i8kH1fJJX26ieQIFZQkwkEWjJ08f1IKfM06mSgRPOHnApQ0c9BOwYv982n4izJVUyGs_8o-4n7-br_F0FNTY0xP7rR_xsjaBH5rX1ubzUkrFgadMq3S8IdCCKwVH7QvwNeXVZcQpKlNQDH55kJRkk4PM5AoXOnzi-68XT6JT_5FGFt_fcTAdc/w400-h300/20231230_151750.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Spre sud sint drumuri care coboara la stine dar si in satele Vilcene. Cerul se picleaza si bate vintul. Ma adapostesc sub jagheta si ochelari si fortez ritmul.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKyyYcuKsTRxSALqCHmZG3dvZz9ImDt3RS4DIEdj63dqsSIczERz6PMQviBqkc-_0UqcYgvXFLgylZiEHAJxA4Oxlgbh34kSNDf_YiTu7E8Zzz7PkbzXecTaWNoh5PLxuuuNMVAonBAbFcFxUELd4n9uzd6SXUrrlq5PpvFmOYAQ0NDv1wlQBO1yRRlMU/s4080/20231230_155353.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKyyYcuKsTRxSALqCHmZG3dvZz9ImDt3RS4DIEdj63dqsSIczERz6PMQviBqkc-_0UqcYgvXFLgylZiEHAJxA4Oxlgbh34kSNDf_YiTu7E8Zzz7PkbzXecTaWNoh5PLxuuuNMVAonBAbFcFxUELd4n9uzd6SXUrrlq5PpvFmOYAQ0NDv1wlQBO1yRRlMU/w400-h300/20231230_155353.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Am citeva virfuri de urcat: Valeanu, Cocora, Murgoci dupa care sosesc la ora 16 in Curmatura Piatra Rosie.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjePRHqQp5TEMxCmYU5BN4al4WW_sGxhg41Q8gHA_vYlwj2qYy1xLnfW0OTzI6_HqeUuqNgWTrgGEfkOXdsQn4QWuCQDX9J-D2JwTAY-IEG-TY5cR-O3HslL50XJX51TXxqGzPFNc4nNzJ6o6DyUQ2zxvpX_-tSAtrdxLBI77r4XHTy74jmJPYMesv6wNc/s4080/20231230_165230.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjePRHqQp5TEMxCmYU5BN4al4WW_sGxhg41Q8gHA_vYlwj2qYy1xLnfW0OTzI6_HqeUuqNgWTrgGEfkOXdsQn4QWuCQDX9J-D2JwTAY-IEG-TY5cR-O3HslL50XJX51TXxqGzPFNc4nNzJ6o6DyUQ2zxvpX_-tSAtrdxLBI77r4XHTy74jmJPYMesv6wNc/w400-h300/20231230_165230.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Refugiul Ursu nu este marcat dar socotesc ca sint maxim 2km pe un drum de tractor suspendat deasupra Piriului Horezu. Pe un astfel de vint este extrem de greu de petrecut noaptea fara un adapost. Miinile imi sint deja amortite dar daca mentin ritmul alert nu voi ingheta.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMo6zGiVxCRzA7CfGohv7SlhWkqZoVNEpsLwc7tFRMG0k01shYOKR_MreQzBUe7P0LmzoB1dghvPqf91vYBWtlbk7OsxJhmGtUE89pRZ4MAI2Wlvf5P1jlpIzQEFE0mD4k9_HcdIF58C1-7RvXhiHoOvMPJmKqzncjY3iYTCDdOYCrOSQP3pFemybRu38/s4080/20231230_165238.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMo6zGiVxCRzA7CfGohv7SlhWkqZoVNEpsLwc7tFRMG0k01shYOKR_MreQzBUe7P0LmzoB1dghvPqf91vYBWtlbk7OsxJhmGtUE89pRZ4MAI2Wlvf5P1jlpIzQEFE0mD4k9_HcdIF58C1-7RvXhiHoOvMPJmKqzncjY3iYTCDdOYCrOSQP3pFemybRu38/w400-h300/20231230_165238.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Citeva pasaje cu gheata ma fac mai prudent. In departare mai pe inserat zaresc 2 constructii. Prima, cu acoperis in 2 ape din tabla noua este o cabana privata imprejmuita cu niste plasa. Umeaza un drumeag cu urme adinci intr-o zapada mare. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMxFcdslGO435xMq3U-ipAXiHmsDx_jjrhcpmgSGMz2cSSyrJM0I1yb02k0vspvMhDYjNHqF1I3sjH52uQzCdmLW5BY1BVW-zwWzM6X3dV5yMbboABP64JrsBUFH4ZqY-H5ug99DQJcRC3ATY9EgMfE-mOunrHlylXahPnBYroBas54WlQPYuyKGSCfG4/s4080/20231230_183741.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMxFcdslGO435xMq3U-ipAXiHmsDx_jjrhcpmgSGMz2cSSyrJM0I1yb02k0vspvMhDYjNHqF1I3sjH52uQzCdmLW5BY1BVW-zwWzM6X3dV5yMbboABP64JrsBUFH4ZqY-H5ug99DQJcRC3ATY9EgMfE-mOunrHlylXahPnBYroBas54WlQPYuyKGSCfG4/w400-h300/20231230_183741.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cineva a fost de curind pe aici, la fel si vehicule insa in refugiu este pustiu. Primul gind este sa caut izvorul....si ce fericire nespusa atunci cind il gasesc neinghetat. Bine inteles ca sparg gheata din jurul robinetului si curat malul de zapada care aproape bloca usa refugiului. Hai ca se putea face! Urmeaza un ospat si un somn pe paturi omenesti fara a mai deschide salteaua mea. Inainte de culcare imi scriu poveste in jurnalul refugiului de la limita cu padurea.<p></p><p>Refugiul Ursu -<b>km 32.2</b><br /></p><p><b>Ziua 4, Duminica 31 dec 2024</b></p><p>Undeva pe la ora 6 suna alarma telefonului insa real ma trezesc mai tirziu planuind ca noaptea dintre ani sa o petrec in apropiere la refugiul Caserie, deci azi voi merge doar citeva ore la inaltimi de maxim 2100m. Se arata o zi placuta si dupa portia de orez plec pe acelasi drum urmind sa prind spre nord un picior de munte care urma spre vf Ursu 2124m. Asadar pe la ora 9, dupa ultimul rasarit de soare al lui 2023 dau din bocanci. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXRvi649Fbq-xjZpcIJ6BDEwDj5yUlfW4r4bi5kROcoUsipJ9EnZmj8u64OKX_SIwh2a_u7ZPY4PQxuz5SDn6_teKRrViPAACCDm8XF0eET2vJcrNeLGUIV01STsLuDX_2bCPRcfc-DNRwRRVRLJz8dyCtM4qqiokV-k2iKcSqT3sfLi7nUaa6HRpeAWI/s4080/20231231_090442.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXRvi649Fbq-xjZpcIJ6BDEwDj5yUlfW4r4bi5kROcoUsipJ9EnZmj8u64OKX_SIwh2a_u7ZPY4PQxuz5SDn6_teKRrViPAACCDm8XF0eET2vJcrNeLGUIV01STsLuDX_2bCPRcfc-DNRwRRVRLJz8dyCtM4qqiokV-k2iKcSqT3sfLi7nUaa6HRpeAWI/w400-h300/20231231_090442.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Pentru prima zi se intimpla ca aranjez mai bine rucsacul in care imi intra adidasii. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdXyi81x9h-4cOtZqe1pUucUaW3xFNw8ziX6zNIWAh2142SnFK5_jRp6lpXIPHgXUzRmMIuJpFmak1k47p952eOOqbOQdRrjLGLKrY2K8Nn9EIdob7VAWmRR5VjBi_6qBtPiRwpxNynr00L9e9OsuoKWNIJ95b5EMgPXBhZW52Q4aD1AI35GxZffUfe0A/s2576/20231231_102859.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdXyi81x9h-4cOtZqe1pUucUaW3xFNw8ziX6zNIWAh2142SnFK5_jRp6lpXIPHgXUzRmMIuJpFmak1k47p952eOOqbOQdRrjLGLKrY2K8Nn9EIdob7VAWmRR5VjBi_6qBtPiRwpxNynr00L9e9OsuoKWNIJ95b5EMgPXBhZW52Q4aD1AI35GxZffUfe0A/w400-h300/20231231_102859.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Pe traseu ma dezbrac de jacheta pe care o leg pe exterior. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfA8B1JDuFGkQ7y91Nq0PO2H6vLbAnIZ-LbvJXUC_-fnWe68Kst8fTsEzGCsYVmr_1Gkn_B9ANY3HBpYrx8_vtRUTQDnnXNAs-qtK6c48Hf2PIE5vIrxYk-xF6bbzHUa6rV-ds6bK7L0aH2Q1CfzLLHUVmcbiy40YiACA1KneL-sMynOkxhjaXWMXmfGo/s4080/20231231_105537.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfA8B1JDuFGkQ7y91Nq0PO2H6vLbAnIZ-LbvJXUC_-fnWe68Kst8fTsEzGCsYVmr_1Gkn_B9ANY3HBpYrx8_vtRUTQDnnXNAs-qtK6c48Hf2PIE5vIrxYk-xF6bbzHUa6rV-ds6bK7L0aH2Q1CfzLLHUVmcbiy40YiACA1KneL-sMynOkxhjaXWMXmfGo/w400-h300/20231231_105537.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Este o zi calda, senina cu vizibilitate foarte lunga pina la Iezer si Bucegi. Cind am trecut prima data pe aici in dec 2016 era ceata si viscol insa acum sint incintat sa asist la maretia acestor dealuri inalte. Paringul este in apropiere si ma asteapta insa din prognoza meteo rezulta urmatoarele zile cu vint si ninsori slabe. Offf, sper sa nu cobor la Vaideeni. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaB0j17009eVGEQRDa89ce1xkYhiErBKkBCRvqxuWJAYne-SO9y2c1RZZSdx1botsOCTk2-iANR_ZmoOF-fePAJapyOH6H6W-PywDUo1y1vwUrdhIsLY4_xDP2a_LAWcKwLFGtzCELbBLeOsBiRQ-zgRmiy6oPhjcT3y1dREMIn7i7jI3uRLM6hZonXgI/s2640/20231231_111651.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1980" data-original-width="2640" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaB0j17009eVGEQRDa89ce1xkYhiErBKkBCRvqxuWJAYne-SO9y2c1RZZSdx1botsOCTk2-iANR_ZmoOF-fePAJapyOH6H6W-PywDUo1y1vwUrdhIsLY4_xDP2a_LAWcKwLFGtzCELbBLeOsBiRQ-zgRmiy6oPhjcT3y1dREMIn7i7jI3uRLM6hZonXgI/w400-h300/20231231_111651.jpg" width="400" /></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv8ApUpLFnTfEWEVX1pnMrosh4rBwVWvvoZzu4x3-vPAHFIdABzzlsyjDIFf4ikxuMyALqyJunlT8caMd7uqSZ-yOcB0qyz_A9rhciNbMghv17m7Wc-UMLMkSP5P4byqu42k5f1nFa_UNAy93hvs7DkJih5QJm-Rpzw346aihouj196TJ9lWsHjzU_UQ8/s4080/20231231_090442.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div></div><br /><br />Creasta este aproape fara zapada fapt ce ma ajuta la inaintare. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUIWO_1P6Ulz3AYm3-vbRkwrC_2kBF8W0O0FB3V7sn_JdH1qAhPh8IvVHn-upF-ZzPTZ7xhUh0h17wJsnZ2V8oGmCfi0O8DzTLdX1r9DE5QOBgPOnZQyKclav9n05URseBMroSfBhvlGOZwLoKwAfB6PGR6MSRinlsXqjg6OAdRyC2qY4urf2YLCck0oA/s4080/20231231_112252.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUIWO_1P6Ulz3AYm3-vbRkwrC_2kBF8W0O0FB3V7sn_JdH1qAhPh8IvVHn-upF-ZzPTZ7xhUh0h17wJsnZ2V8oGmCfi0O8DzTLdX1r9DE5QOBgPOnZQyKclav9n05URseBMroSfBhvlGOZwLoKwAfB6PGR6MSRinlsXqjg6OAdRyC2qY4urf2YLCck0oA/w400-h300/20231231_112252.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Merisoarele usor inghetate sint un deliciu si acum in mijlocul iernii. Picioare de munte coboara spre sud, uneori pina la vreo stina, alteori pina in satele vilcene. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihT9b_gHq1jKtxVVjXemG0KmiRvc2XxNkWOK_JfC_rW6lA67_NiMlO1cQwPY5iquouFhzQO3V0GXUZWpBGHtK3UkG-i8gDqpaeBkrpMGgkQVaN_4OsXvdCK-gRAlu7GNHpdD883KwQ-wltzW-H5V5aHxAYechSCqcFLSYaHXDjBOMJCWybqUnJPaK_ADw/s4080/20231231_120242.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihT9b_gHq1jKtxVVjXemG0KmiRvc2XxNkWOK_JfC_rW6lA67_NiMlO1cQwPY5iquouFhzQO3V0GXUZWpBGHtK3UkG-i8gDqpaeBkrpMGgkQVaN_4OsXvdCK-gRAlu7GNHpdD883KwQ-wltzW-H5V5aHxAYechSCqcFLSYaHXDjBOMJCWybqUnJPaK_ADw/w400-h300/20231231_120242.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />In aceasta zona apare marcajul crestei insa deficitar. Inspre nord este vizibila Piatra Tirnovului un munte mai putin umblat dar fotogenic din departari. Ma fotografiez pe vf Cosana dupa care urmeaza o coborire si o urcare pina pe Vf Capatina dar care pare a fi identic cu vf Balota. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiorQsq-PeAijf9QFUIC5zvVCkCS7ZI16srbJd484R0DhLno9RYZDeR2zC_utcpUEE2LUQDj-QVql70MoPC7D23icrOS_YmNkZvJK0eL3gw_ZqqrAl3HfgY38gEr074TopmAjryv3aqO7exKvIXoIs2i-crIJooxGgpfxrBBu41uy6fLBakMgt_ltjZKx0/s4080/20231231_121852.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiorQsq-PeAijf9QFUIC5zvVCkCS7ZI16srbJd484R0DhLno9RYZDeR2zC_utcpUEE2LUQDj-QVql70MoPC7D23icrOS_YmNkZvJK0eL3gw_ZqqrAl3HfgY38gEr074TopmAjryv3aqO7exKvIXoIs2i-crIJooxGgpfxrBBu41uy6fLBakMgt_ltjZKx0/w400-h300/20231231_121852.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />De aici imi amintesc ca am avut pe ceata o trecere anevoioasa peste o panta cu bolovani si expusa avalanselor in conditii de zapada mare. Din acest motiv aleg sa cobor matematic spre Saua Funicelu insa in scurt timp realizez ca este deosebit de abrupt si instabil. Aici ratez poteca marcata si cobor pina a urma cu atentie printre pietre, zapada si crengi de jneapan. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjKeMmjwS_15aU3ZCVHGfvcjSeO2MtqQ5PqsYQwbYD8YULLqYUv8fV-Ff8FZwf2xPXsV4DKreX2q1nLHgVNGfi1CrB9rzGIDuCFxLRT6CbA0z4OhahnEJqOEouE9JsaLJS37VGre0NTLfK6CFCAje20xnyhafFOpAh6y7H3zajypi64j3hld3XFYSS4ks/s4080/20231231_124058.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjKeMmjwS_15aU3ZCVHGfvcjSeO2MtqQ5PqsYQwbYD8YULLqYUv8fV-Ff8FZwf2xPXsV4DKreX2q1nLHgVNGfi1CrB9rzGIDuCFxLRT6CbA0z4OhahnEJqOEouE9JsaLJS37VGre0NTLfK6CFCAje20xnyhafFOpAh6y7H3zajypi64j3hld3XFYSS4ks/w400-h300/20231231_124058.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Valea Balotei/Luncavatului este puternic afectata de defrisari. Urme in zapada se pot vedea dinspre directia refugiului Caserie. Am in fata un urias versant destul de inzapezit si de traversat. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUIIlxT5kDk-un64sPs9jIOygoI3RnbLk10gj5yEk4CmVV0HSUTd-poEawdOCSZK5Ec4TWqqDUDCQNH4LOkmILOfUTrDRPdD80Dqutc2v3JmcS65Vc1HAjDWH7AyRac4rt-cNvpv8ZXDlFTb2-Nr2fgPqFQx0ExRc2ySvlzsqlwCcwThjB97wmyem0YqU/s4080/20231231_132800.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUIIlxT5kDk-un64sPs9jIOygoI3RnbLk10gj5yEk4CmVV0HSUTd-poEawdOCSZK5Ec4TWqqDUDCQNH4LOkmILOfUTrDRPdD80Dqutc2v3JmcS65Vc1HAjDWH7AyRac4rt-cNvpv8ZXDlFTb2-Nr2fgPqFQx0ExRc2ySvlzsqlwCcwThjB97wmyem0YqU/w400-h300/20231231_132800.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Izvorul din Funicelu, acela cu troita este acoperit de zapada viscolita si nu-mi trece prin minte sa il dezgrop bazindu-ma ca la refugiu voi gasi apa. La ora 13:30 poposesc in Saua Lacurilor la adapatori care au izvoarele inghetate. Revin cu situtia si starea marcajelor deosebit de proaste. In Muntii Capatinii trebuie urgent remarcat marcajul crestei principale, indiferent ca vara in majoritatea portiunilor se urmeaza drumul de caruta. Dar pina nu vezi un marcaj poti fi derutat. Pina la refugiu avansez deseori pe zapada mare intrucit urmele nu sint mereu vizibile. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4VEc-n7P9FJepTsDOq4sziYtJojsojak0l_gzR-0_S0F-fjSHeQqfzEDg4qsnms7N49Y9jQe-5rk6c1R2YqDZKt9IiyOElROuzdArJ2R9zNc-pE_SY0Nb6CRK7OSVReiEuzU8mj7CEpcpYVM6fyu1aol1eYIqPcuCRFULHGSEszTHvV9ytBordhrcvxc/s4080/20231231_135417.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4VEc-n7P9FJepTsDOq4sziYtJojsojak0l_gzR-0_S0F-fjSHeQqfzEDg4qsnms7N49Y9jQe-5rk6c1R2YqDZKt9IiyOElROuzdArJ2R9zNc-pE_SY0Nb6CRK7OSVReiEuzU8mj7CEpcpYVM6fyu1aol1eYIqPcuCRFULHGSEszTHvV9ytBordhrcvxc/w400-h300/20231231_135417.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_3MCokXsY35tbw_XXq49ND9-MVMDFUessFvpjI8MK2KHVrFBbwZzc_w5fveh6GGFUtO9mAP-vTiMKgNE_Dky98bNJieb4PQE3UALO-CxC7wT5t4eyB7ccuiLXROenjUlloDA2fwJ6PSkD3ac-UwYeDZYl9NziJw8eSjVs6Ft6uQMvybbvcgfY9VHsShE/s4080/20231231_090442.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><br />In 15min sosesc la Refugiul Caserie situat la limita padurii sub virfuletul Milescu. Este placut la soare insa in circa 2 ore soarele va cobori catre Rinca.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidp0tWVU2qctSQSFtmgftQVrZhZU9EfuHScmMUCI76nk33vnVVqtk0vX4rSBzNKc7HixK-9Zu-Iypjh7Lbzzw_k_foQNyTJNoFe-FZZVOzyDBlv6cevYvzCD2Vqh67tgg-CJqIXoZRNrXaznZ0_4cUxahobWYh8Jkpzk3VsLl5SMEkjysTYrr0OGTVg7w/s4080/20231231_141959.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidp0tWVU2qctSQSFtmgftQVrZhZU9EfuHScmMUCI76nk33vnVVqtk0vX4rSBzNKc7HixK-9Zu-Iypjh7Lbzzw_k_foQNyTJNoFe-FZZVOzyDBlv6cevYvzCD2Vqh67tgg-CJqIXoZRNrXaznZ0_4cUxahobWYh8Jkpzk3VsLl5SMEkjysTYrr0OGTVg7w/w400-h300/20231231_141959.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><br /> Aici sint nevoit sa adun zapada curata intr-o punga si sa o topesc. Relatez povestea mea in jurnalul refugiului unde aflu ca o patrula salvamont a trecut pe aici in urma cu 2 zile. Ma uimesc ca multi nu stiu ce sa scrie: spuneti domnule ce traseu ati facut...Asa a scris o fata care plecase singura din Herculane in vara trecuta si traversa Carpatii, un exemplu de urmat! Altii si-ar dori sa faca o camaruta plina cu icoane pt ca oamenii sa se inchine la idoli...😖<br /></p><p>Asadar de la ora 14 pina catre seara admir peisajul si pregatesc masa de prinz urmind ca la 11 seara sa fac o budinca, sa dau niste petarde si sa ma culc repede stiind ca dimineata trebuie sa pornesc repede. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSp199Dr768UUQLrzrumGB3w9rJ_iCX0mcCjqCkx8mf918FdyyUDtwlopTCskOLK3zkoV8AcPT0QFdTzHJqyTwj8VP81CrYpcm3KSlCVTflq520WpAqG2n0DZWzT-_W46TIO93tT519C6CJd8MNKy4LLHcX0LphC1E71H_JKkr88IpNIaQvO5gOpvBqzA/s4080/20231231_164742.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSp199Dr768UUQLrzrumGB3w9rJ_iCX0mcCjqCkx8mf918FdyyUDtwlopTCskOLK3zkoV8AcPT0QFdTzHJqyTwj8VP81CrYpcm3KSlCVTflq520WpAqG2n0DZWzT-_W46TIO93tT519C6CJd8MNKy4LLHcX0LphC1E71H_JKkr88IpNIaQvO5gOpvBqzA/w400-h300/20231231_164742.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Seara ascult anecdote la radio si pun alarma pentru ora 23. Este senin si calm atmosferic iar avioanele brazdeaza cerul. Viziblitatea permite sa vad Manastirea Ana si artificiile din comunele de la poale. Dinspre Rinca aud doar ceva zgomote. Hai la multi ani si realizari in 2024 si gata cu fotosinteza pe 2023.</p><p>Refugiul Caserie -<b>km 42</b> <br /></p><p><b>Ziua 5, Luni 1 ianuarie 2024</b></p><p>Ma trezesc greoi catre 6:30 .... fiindca am petrecut pina la ora 1. Visul meu pe ziua de azi este sa ajung pina in Pasul Urdele unde sper sa gasesc un fel de adapost/pod al soselei. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHTMTLRHBzGIvKYiWGg-m6WGuhboFO1tLJOhvbjr82dzD-v9e0XLdcCYY56uywuh_svYiHWpYB8jOQ9iE0A0sR0VTe_rLq_axUeIK5RIo3Q8j62LLkm52FvNuKC2JmJ0msNzYkvcHCShlsReajjlpyP6rngwnTRRFDTOLIVqquNWDsW08w4TL24qAFo6w/s4080/20240101_080333.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHTMTLRHBzGIvKYiWGg-m6WGuhboFO1tLJOhvbjr82dzD-v9e0XLdcCYY56uywuh_svYiHWpYB8jOQ9iE0A0sR0VTe_rLq_axUeIK5RIo3Q8j62LLkm52FvNuKC2JmJ0msNzYkvcHCShlsReajjlpyP6rngwnTRRFDTOLIVqquNWDsW08w4TL24qAFo6w/w400-h300/20240101_080333.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8_Br0P2922t5MS5MLJJXm1L9v66iaoUX4i6y4UPVzO3FFfpW5iXuJ3Kyld6wS__tXNdXcJDJ-ukd7Cp1MUBVzzUwQLb7xMJ8ltcccfFioDx6JWNJyXf9Jzk5rLSyEdkutCfjW-A6Hl1pdaCFwL0gyn9XTJx_-cL5wqDP7iAX2HExRhPOELu4QAuBxQTg/s4080/20231231_090442.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><br />Urmeaza un teren necunoscut catre vest fiindca in dec 2016 din cauza vintului constant si puternic m-am retras spre Vaideeni.<p></p><p>Ora 8 prind rasaritul primei zile de ani dar aproape de Saua Lacurilor realizez ca am uitat cablul pentru telefon asa ca voi reveni si pierd in total vreo 25min si energie. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD56VXTw66oudxVSRBw9_K_QD3EJzVEdDMli7yoMrjnGiNSgnpm7n38XsVrylX-aCnMSm2wHNKzoHwtZBU1mxEsORmKPDZb77wdrVXcClr77PMvjCAeIP6WTNwknLq74kPcncT7k7bLuyLLiMMbVsdipMjagQW3aLnnZllsTYaCWbc8_cX4R2JgJ5Tyqc/s4080/20240101_093222.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD56VXTw66oudxVSRBw9_K_QD3EJzVEdDMli7yoMrjnGiNSgnpm7n38XsVrylX-aCnMSm2wHNKzoHwtZBU1mxEsORmKPDZb77wdrVXcClr77PMvjCAeIP6WTNwknLq74kPcncT7k7bLuyLLiMMbVsdipMjagQW3aLnnZllsTYaCWbc8_cX4R2JgJ5Tyqc/w400-h300/20240101_093222.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Pornesc pe drumul de caruta care urca spre vf Beleoaia si pe la ora 9 vremea se strica. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXgZWje_pn0ptMz-Xe80qHSNtQQ4hp8M9RUS2YQnA9mn0Y5Xj1CzXn6EeRIxs89Baj8Vw5ihD41oHAsCv_0-KVbiSsK254qi9Dz_n6qXLWOITuZYKeuC9JopU6OeGv0i5YuzzmzDoK3btwW8i_6KyCKoCsK-FQUvJfLr9H8Pvx-IC-w5MNpW_yRuR4f1Q/s4080/20240101_093226.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXgZWje_pn0ptMz-Xe80qHSNtQQ4hp8M9RUS2YQnA9mn0Y5Xj1CzXn6EeRIxs89Baj8Vw5ihD41oHAsCv_0-KVbiSsK254qi9Dz_n6qXLWOITuZYKeuC9JopU6OeGv0i5YuzzmzDoK3btwW8i_6KyCKoCsK-FQUvJfLr9H8Pvx-IC-w5MNpW_yRuR4f1Q/w400-h300/20240101_093226.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Intru in ceata si vint dar ma pregatesc cu ochelarii de schi. Nu as vrea sa renunt si as fi bucuros daca as ajunge in Oltet pentru a descoperi ceva nou. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB-Z3E_Y1wscm91ojyVdZmSwXef-ornhh8mwKIrC6YVuquQGuKebjah8xhji3JachDeEUWFHrjxBqUXusn9cjhgiDddkOw-1p1Sl9l-IyXAiX0m0wuAWu5GU-n8TaD6_ES0nI4FdBM29DEZVfwDJRYxX6OYvFkiEMbjkThCkNaH01tfUUgh0cIhp8-rQE/s2640/20240101_095305.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1980" data-original-width="2640" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB-Z3E_Y1wscm91ojyVdZmSwXef-ornhh8mwKIrC6YVuquQGuKebjah8xhji3JachDeEUWFHrjxBqUXusn9cjhgiDddkOw-1p1Sl9l-IyXAiX0m0wuAWu5GU-n8TaD6_ES0nI4FdBM29DEZVfwDJRYxX6OYvFkiEMbjkThCkNaH01tfUUgh0cIhp8-rQE/w400-h300/20240101_095305.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Pina in apropiere de Beleoaia este un urcus prelung in care abia se mai vad niste urme vechi. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJO0ztVdtSATB9OKLG1Hv_R4mk05GLjSeruKwuikLgCQvzaPSwGG35FPJGh5xa6Yb-51XMVCqAfAyT1DRndio21blVOal99GLhlVr6VLhuqyYMZ2wmYXv5fSdD6UuHZdLrFHhU03T2_oF6p7-zzXCRap5Txc9pMqS1sNmxoKSAlmHlvU6ZLmLtliFLesM/s4080/20240101_095539.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJO0ztVdtSATB9OKLG1Hv_R4mk05GLjSeruKwuikLgCQvzaPSwGG35FPJGh5xa6Yb-51XMVCqAfAyT1DRndio21blVOal99GLhlVr6VLhuqyYMZ2wmYXv5fSdD6UuHZdLrFHhU03T2_oF6p7-zzXCRap5Txc9pMqS1sNmxoKSAlmHlvU6ZLmLtliFLesM/w400-h300/20240101_095539.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Se mai trece pe linga vf Dracului, Nedei si apoi Negovanu si Turcinul pe o lunga curba de nivel unde vizibilitatea mai creste si zaresc Vf Boul(Bobul) ultima proeminenta a Muntilor Capatinii. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE8bJ1rvGt8JbDJ3OiNUdjk7kr0HX3XueBPSUhIYz3IEz56dOU_01CqyA4YKai6WE2G23L0DYqhFJ_4CniEu_HHSU2oLKVCHx_J7lq4Hqd-uuk0-W84Yu-WIdz8HUKRZj9396ek66wm0-6N7ER5Adk6Hx8hQL4NoRxEP65a06YePkolREf2wNG-8dr1q4/s4080/20240101_095959.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE8bJ1rvGt8JbDJ3OiNUdjk7kr0HX3XueBPSUhIYz3IEz56dOU_01CqyA4YKai6WE2G23L0DYqhFJ_4CniEu_HHSU2oLKVCHx_J7lq4Hqd-uuk0-W84Yu-WIdz8HUKRZj9396ek66wm0-6N7ER5Adk6Hx8hQL4NoRxEP65a06YePkolREf2wNG-8dr1q4/w400-h300/20240101_095959.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Zapada nu este peste tot inghetata si deci in unele locuri piciorul scapa de mai multe ori. Ma intreb cui i-a venit ideea de a parcurge iarna Carpatii Meridionali, fie si in echipa. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5H8KsJSaajqGp2VxsQBEWwWgFETauztOIfP-q_cWV0uz5PhAIPuXcdLE4U2gsgPvOoWtQdGDxJ_2OXtN3lN9GCvd_LY5NdLU0HmG7Zpumnai6yprMsx6G42PfzIRDOn77NEqwIcIsEmkPZtxAsx6pg8SorXkWKPI7Ny-xEnPakj2LfaFKBwsXf5XKTdE/s4080/20240101_102643.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5H8KsJSaajqGp2VxsQBEWwWgFETauztOIfP-q_cWV0uz5PhAIPuXcdLE4U2gsgPvOoWtQdGDxJ_2OXtN3lN9GCvd_LY5NdLU0HmG7Zpumnai6yprMsx6G42PfzIRDOn77NEqwIcIsEmkPZtxAsx6pg8SorXkWKPI7Ny-xEnPakj2LfaFKBwsXf5XKTdE/w400-h300/20240101_102643.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cu siguranta era zapada pentru schiuri, cercetasii erau buni schiori, oameni care mergeau pe munte saptaminal....in zilele noastre, cu sprijin din partea altor persoane, fara a gasi deschis traseul, mai ales cu mers din directia opusa vintului, este un basm.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyc_PRmRw25qoxFDUgEnn9J6z4tGsoCD8Kx5YmrgnbPMUkOU9tb7M4ssZ7QlcSpJ5hV1uqWIBJuTolO-jFc-xLmfrasTc8z2-ZTVVdx2yvC1lCfAxsGwE_nz4amHvD4T5PcrMbm1pPw6B0zJrczDzcblSjx7XJGb1T9ko7PxQYdlmsECJJ1UiXQ0bSJTM/s4080/20240101_112538.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyc_PRmRw25qoxFDUgEnn9J6z4tGsoCD8Kx5YmrgnbPMUkOU9tb7M4ssZ7QlcSpJ5hV1uqWIBJuTolO-jFc-xLmfrasTc8z2-ZTVVdx2yvC1lCfAxsGwE_nz4amHvD4T5PcrMbm1pPw6B0zJrczDzcblSjx7XJGb1T9ko7PxQYdlmsECJJ1UiXQ0bSJTM/w400-h300/20240101_112538.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>11:25 ma aflu pe vf Bobul intrucit am decis ca este mai bine sa merg matematic pentru a evita zapada. In apropiere este o cladire din caramizi dar acum in stare de ruina. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5IDrywEx_ZWct9VICk07_OoL1nOs8xZBkNNqr6Y-jj_lM9ZwHH807QgDrwvXhfN1DY8Ll9mg6VtdIS6DH-wYpllYTAViMkilhYmPaOXBAGFCgyHgHIMkSbU70zbmX2s6OzUxYKLeIn1Ntr6jV008mpoEf8beK3JdzvGFIil2qQ-hCgg_3gHFKbbVeWcM/s4080/20240101_112548.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5IDrywEx_ZWct9VICk07_OoL1nOs8xZBkNNqr6Y-jj_lM9ZwHH807QgDrwvXhfN1DY8Ll9mg6VtdIS6DH-wYpllYTAViMkilhYmPaOXBAGFCgyHgHIMkSbU70zbmX2s6OzUxYKLeIn1Ntr6jV008mpoEf8beK3JdzvGFIil2qQ-hCgg_3gHFKbbVeWcM/w400-h300/20240101_112548.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Pina sa ma hotarasc daca voi poposi acolo, zaresc putin mai jos o cladire mai mare, semnul fostei statii meteorologice. Vintul sufla constant cu directie preponderent sud. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI4wvdu92vu79bQwWs5gzHxG2ncOZ-MfjaS4V6me4eIsbnYzvedH2f73RolgTExggQVSf88i4mhl8zBnjrPKRGOPQIJRp7HjeOcKNeRRA3cJMi41BHblLYB9aXcSnKPHl43Ho7458HUnVR2Bemkelc-Nq27AjN1BmbLQy19dgutBIicRxH2SDGHwSumgw/s4080/20240101_145300.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI4wvdu92vu79bQwWs5gzHxG2ncOZ-MfjaS4V6me4eIsbnYzvedH2f73RolgTExggQVSf88i4mhl8zBnjrPKRGOPQIJRp7HjeOcKNeRRA3cJMi41BHblLYB9aXcSnKPHl43Ho7458HUnVR2Bemkelc-Nq27AjN1BmbLQy19dgutBIicRxH2SDGHwSumgw/w400-h300/20240101_145300.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Hotarasc sa stau/alerg prin fosta cladire pina voi vedea ce mai face vintul. Semnalul este variabil dar totusi reusesc sa transmit vesti acasa. Sint uimit cita rautate au avut oamenii care au vandalizat aceasta cladire: soba darimata, usi, tocuri, sistem iluminat. Ceaiul din termos are efect bun asupra temperaturii corporale. Privelistea este dementiala de la 1800m: uriasul vf Micaia(strajer al Paringului) este dincolo de Curmatura Oltetului, iar spre nord se vad stilpii instalatiilor de la Domeniul Vidra-Obirsia Lotrului. Pe la 14:30 convins de taria vintului incep coborirea spre Stina din Oltet. Din pacate nu vad nicio poteca mai usoara asa ca ma duc pe culmea matematica peste bolovani si pante mai abrupte. Pe traseu mai vad inca 2 cladiri ruinate iar jos in Curmatura Oltetului realizez ca drumul ocolea vf Boul pe partea nordica. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn-vjjh94dUZU7ySDNBAvUUDOUIY29i_RdDAIp_LDB8xR_ZgfkDgmb72EQoi93E4nBs1Ezzt5Wqsb9CJYlOlsU9otWK4H2Gf_ulOOcsUglI3vl2E6xesroHRF8735AhYNVhBYQnqlITK0urP0yGuwi4WJ_5t9zLzXxNU9gmvmGwSw_sNK6AQc0b0Astcw/s2576/20240101_151243.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn-vjjh94dUZU7ySDNBAvUUDOUIY29i_RdDAIp_LDB8xR_ZgfkDgmb72EQoi93E4nBs1Ezzt5Wqsb9CJYlOlsU9otWK4H2Gf_ulOOcsUglI3vl2E6xesroHRF8735AhYNVhBYQnqlITK0urP0yGuwi4WJ_5t9zLzXxNU9gmvmGwSw_sNK6AQc0b0Astcw/w400-h300/20240101_151243.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />De aici sint 6km drum spre Lacul Petrimanu si 25km pina aproape de Polovragi. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqrYIZ4kVPlrrZIeMmhc_RSubIu2x0p7YkgIHJlCbcq2XnDU0YhKOu28NKQUdSw2MJlEd4V3hqUpE5YCJ8a1YDVR_UU_kG0u-ISzZ4gcirSQGzEh6SddPsO83BwJTGxbAvg1WQ4hoAe_QM27RRxAIrcP0RfoYLAVmE7PT8WzfrV-BN3nJcLUyXRr5EaII/s4080/20240101_152308.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqrYIZ4kVPlrrZIeMmhc_RSubIu2x0p7YkgIHJlCbcq2XnDU0YhKOu28NKQUdSw2MJlEd4V3hqUpE5YCJ8a1YDVR_UU_kG0u-ISzZ4gcirSQGzEh6SddPsO83BwJTGxbAvg1WQ4hoAe_QM27RRxAIrcP0RfoYLAVmE7PT8WzfrV-BN3nJcLUyXRr5EaII/w400-h300/20240101_152308.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Citeva ATV-uri si SUV-uri au urcat din sat si pina in acest punct iar fumul inca se inalta de la stina din apropiere. Vintul se mai domoleste la nivelul padurii. Acum dorinta mea este sa gasesc izvor de apa, ceea ce se intimpla chiar linga stina unde voi inopta. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixApAZ2EtmIyBiaow_AL7nr78QhrDcWA3qXRO6i032hpWJ9GdY9sVi5PeQP26lt4FdGpS-IwRo_kyiked0Q-vcf5d5vMcu8epMyqpqtUSb4ebKFPGssum-WEcCGDFbP0Zks6iyYUeoVUVcRCKPd2uuJm2GPmYQ5o7MBree5LIyduY2_hUPPLSGX9Dn0bU/s4080/20240101_161025.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixApAZ2EtmIyBiaow_AL7nr78QhrDcWA3qXRO6i032hpWJ9GdY9sVi5PeQP26lt4FdGpS-IwRo_kyiked0Q-vcf5d5vMcu8epMyqpqtUSb4ebKFPGssum-WEcCGDFbP0Zks6iyYUeoVUVcRCKPd2uuJm2GPmYQ5o7MBree5LIyduY2_hUPPLSGX9Dn0bU/w400-h300/20240101_161025.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Timp de inca aproape o ora voi fi in soare, timp in care amenajez locul de dormit intr-o incapere de nici 4mp dar cu geamuri pe toti peretii.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSuty_9pa7oyBgGW4QyPJTFXyuR68_Pspq8VYkwAkesHYedqh1UpOj-46wyc3DITg9ik2ZedkH3n8v5EF6eDQlkeLlff5E_vgrFGXRBKUIyHMroJqWuBulM6AqamvAykosaZJMwFLZNGQ9-j_eDyULMAziyLtSPaGF7Z1dhvIr2FfpmCjZD_MucP_wdtU/s4080/20240101_155148.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSuty_9pa7oyBgGW4QyPJTFXyuR68_Pspq8VYkwAkesHYedqh1UpOj-46wyc3DITg9ik2ZedkH3n8v5EF6eDQlkeLlff5E_vgrFGXRBKUIyHMroJqWuBulM6AqamvAykosaZJMwFLZNGQ9-j_eDyULMAziyLtSPaGF7Z1dhvIr2FfpmCjZD_MucP_wdtU/w400-h300/20240101_155148.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Sper totusi ca vintul sa inceteze si sa pornesc dimineata spre Paring desi progonza actualizata anunta vint, zapada proaspata si temperaturi de sub -15*C. Asadar si azi a fost o zi scurta dar in care am mai reusit sa eliberez din rucsac, sa-l usurez. Seara desi nu prea inorat, vintul aduce fulgi care intra in adapost. Sint fortat sa ma acopar cu sacul de bivuac.<p></p><p>Curmatura Oltetului(stina) - <b>km 52,5 </b><br /></p><p><b>Ziua 6, Marti 2 ianuarie 2024</b></p><p>A fost o noapte cu multa galagie in care boxele naturii au cintat intr-una. Vizibilitatea este inca buna dar afara nu este chip sa iesi fara ochelari de schi si bine acoperit de jacheta. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClXuoCnHHopyRZ8fP8E16l7QEi3AOFGUW_myvo_CURqSXLf-0FmLRD9tdHpuQY1FPDJgnf0kQys40GYLj5Y-CVQxOzglZ4y80yxxp4VDZDG0cGphoHmO8mK-tilwll_s__vxDrr26O64pisfbo6V6wNhpC0NSZ8GvqHjqwk0JRLF6fZHQ-S8Jz4Lky1w/s4080/20240102_082736.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClXuoCnHHopyRZ8fP8E16l7QEi3AOFGUW_myvo_CURqSXLf-0FmLRD9tdHpuQY1FPDJgnf0kQys40GYLj5Y-CVQxOzglZ4y80yxxp4VDZDG0cGphoHmO8mK-tilwll_s__vxDrr26O64pisfbo6V6wNhpC0NSZ8GvqHjqwk0JRLF6fZHQ-S8Jz4Lky1w/w400-h300/20240102_082736.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmeaza inca o portie de orez, impachetarea si la drum. Apa din vasul cu orez a inghetat destul de bine fapt care imi demonstreaza ca sint -3*C in adapost. Singurul regret este ca nu am reusit sa plec in excursie inainte de Craciun. As fi prins vreo 10 zile stabile, propice de colindat. Explorator cum sint, aleg coborirea catrea salbatica vale a Latoritei, veselie mare pina dispar urmele rotilor imediat sub Curmatura Oltetului, la prima curba. <p></p><p>Hoooo, ce zapada mare! Ma concentrez la cei 6km de zapada mare prin care voi fi nevoit sa fac singur urme. Am uitat cit de greu este chiar la vale sa mergi prin zapada peste genunchi. O curba reusesc sa o fentez, 100m conteaza. Reusesc sa scap de vint insa nici sa spargi in zapada nu e usor. Imi amintesc de luna martie 2011 cind coboram de la Stina lui Burnei vreo 6km fara urme si in zapada pina aproape de solduri. Atunci in 2 persoane a durat citeva ore bune. Deodata observ ca pe marginea drumului ma afund mai putin, probabil fiindca acolo sub zapada sint crengi si putin adapost de la molizi. La un mic luminis unde se afla un adapost de nylon pentru tapinari si cai, zaresc Lacul Petrimanu! Oleee! In amontele vaii sint Cheile Galbenului. Hai, la vale! Scurtez o alta bucla a drumului apoi mai jos intru pe un drum secundar de taf care pare ca va scurta mai mult. Treptat zapada este tot mai mica insa pe drumul principal in functie de expozitia versantului zapada mare apare iar, facind coborirea greoaie. Desi soarele luceste, atunci cind stationez ma racesc repede.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhni8cITbpSnNhI7riuz7k-rAj3zxAPYW2KBBiKsNzi-TCtvOSBsv6qnX5N_e-bhQPAsHqA0I7q9bGvO4Xd7g1augQ2pwy9dnnbo4xEXNP5P_JwQlaBspPw6FahHb8AUJbRlwceJauZhGgo1tAxBwVJhKH2z8WqToOnvEHKtA0-kWaZipZTN6EwgJcD_Vg/s4080/20240102_093618.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhni8cITbpSnNhI7riuz7k-rAj3zxAPYW2KBBiKsNzi-TCtvOSBsv6qnX5N_e-bhQPAsHqA0I7q9bGvO4Xd7g1augQ2pwy9dnnbo4xEXNP5P_JwQlaBspPw6FahHb8AUJbRlwceJauZhGgo1tAxBwVJhKH2z8WqToOnvEHKtA0-kWaZipZTN6EwgJcD_Vg/w400-h300/20240102_093618.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Sper sa dau de urme pe valea Latoritei unde se gaseste si o cabana/pensiune. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8YiUSgO_a2j1Ynxlctms2uxf-vOA7cmi7zqG29NcEXtNKaJG1QDA8wSnXeNOwDcbNOjwQshxLkk9Hr-SKyAAzQ4ayl_tDsG3y4413S7Cry-RxQuEWJ9WoJQfdelO8gX3LwpEKJa3bEIFEUHkWhD5cA0juISLiAnnaoZdv1ei8GC8FZLH7ILopBiXDBv0/s4080/20240102_093022.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8YiUSgO_a2j1Ynxlctms2uxf-vOA7cmi7zqG29NcEXtNKaJG1QDA8wSnXeNOwDcbNOjwQshxLkk9Hr-SKyAAzQ4ayl_tDsG3y4413S7Cry-RxQuEWJ9WoJQfdelO8gX3LwpEKJa3bEIFEUHkWhD5cA0juISLiAnnaoZdv1ei8GC8FZLH7ILopBiXDBv0/w400-h300/20240102_093022.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>10:20 ma aflu pe Valea Latoritei intre Lacul Galbenul(3km) si Lacul Petrimanu. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH0gj_bRGY0daynUGbpE4sMY0U7YBre2FNQrZaTVHG1OEJu-IFTXHScbbQpkOniDJTEckV3qCRRJO1-nDStRz3gzzv8WfplR7TruJjCMmy5G8Y7I9TeJ-IN2OYEEYaMreVn78tVvA5PoOE1fxJxILCt6V6PJ5i9CkUAxehnuLNF4a2OYVEsLYEIe3FyNc/s4080/20240102_102047.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH0gj_bRGY0daynUGbpE4sMY0U7YBre2FNQrZaTVHG1OEJu-IFTXHScbbQpkOniDJTEckV3qCRRJO1-nDStRz3gzzv8WfplR7TruJjCMmy5G8Y7I9TeJ-IN2OYEEYaMreVn78tVvA5PoOE1fxJxILCt6V6PJ5i9CkUAxehnuLNF4a2OYVEsLYEIe3FyNc/w400-h300/20240102_102047.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />De acum sint urme dar zapada este tot mare. Dupa vreo15min urmele de roti sint inghetate si ma hotarasc sa-mi leg coltarii. Putin mai jos trec prin fata unei pensiuni unde petrecaretii au venit cu jeepurile. Sint multumit cu coltarii fiindca fara ei as fi fost demult cu oasele rupte.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTeAQUAia21KAZl9PirCFMCPb5pxZAGaS4WIvgjYBIRSmWeGmabu0twrT9FI5Zt3_iNhlLBaqqYfis88z-C3caj5BDlJ-nNCLfEwtwPVwImn1EA0SFj6dIyD9dG89j0uvUYrqqVzD_EGkrTVUWLVTBbBokqDZBsL5tFoq2o3_C64TUiMnuh9GlCeL_qaY/s4080/20240102_105508.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTeAQUAia21KAZl9PirCFMCPb5pxZAGaS4WIvgjYBIRSmWeGmabu0twrT9FI5Zt3_iNhlLBaqqYfis88z-C3caj5BDlJ-nNCLfEwtwPVwImn1EA0SFj6dIyD9dG89j0uvUYrqqVzD_EGkrTVUWLVTBbBokqDZBsL5tFoq2o3_C64TUiMnuh9GlCeL_qaY/w400-h300/20240102_105508.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Urmatorii 10km ii parcurg cu ghearele coltarilor. Trec pe la Barajul Petrimanu iar mai jos Cascada Apa Spinzurata si Cascada Verde. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ4J3TRD8bjTOM6p43F13eyKOFFD7ZO4II2O5yXLlAFn-BdLlAyJFtOZmVMbKIMvtq-cGUikFTrLwNVDMzVgRmAhgkNhhMPgKtzkV3A2eOy6MZrMASPxagKNURqT97XUr2QzYsAeXVk8YBV2uyjEEIYBElbK7xomXQrw1SrG1rrM_Tq4nX1SOZoB7DHlw/s4080/20240102_111010.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ4J3TRD8bjTOM6p43F13eyKOFFD7ZO4II2O5yXLlAFn-BdLlAyJFtOZmVMbKIMvtq-cGUikFTrLwNVDMzVgRmAhgkNhhMPgKtzkV3A2eOy6MZrMASPxagKNURqT97XUr2QzYsAeXVk8YBV2uyjEEIYBElbK7xomXQrw1SrG1rrM_Tq4nX1SOZoB7DHlw/w400-h300/20240102_111010.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Umez stilpii de curent electric care sint marcati cu numere. Desi frumos, drumul lung de 20km pina la Ciunget devine plictisitor. Doar 3 masini urca...oameni fara cap pe o astfel de gheata. Zapada dispare destul de jos. Pomisorii din preajma drumului dar si cei din zona riului sint taieti.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8OOsfDXfor6DQSJYQAm6PMtBmdEQUcRall9BS6jYehwwFnSpqx1267e-XegAACXjbqQk-R4GBGShiN-Oau_REN2NHHc3gqBxqJUn8WhCFgX9tXiJaJCoIGVh030Ibp0tvuCM_pLaPP4O7fo6eJ9M8ilRcwS55bwnqnql633RoOktT1EW9chV-eBhnoc4/s4080/20240102_152756.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8OOsfDXfor6DQSJYQAm6PMtBmdEQUcRall9BS6jYehwwFnSpqx1267e-XegAACXjbqQk-R4GBGShiN-Oau_REN2NHHc3gqBxqJUn8WhCFgX9tXiJaJCoIGVh030Ibp0tvuCM_pLaPP4O7fo6eJ9M8ilRcwS55bwnqnql633RoOktT1EW9chV-eBhnoc4/w400-h300/20240102_152756.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Sosesc la o acumulare de apa bine imprejmuita. apoi pe linga o galerie inchisa cu porti mari.<br /><p></p><p>15:00 intru in Ciungetu , altitudine 600m, <b>kilometrul 77,6</b> , de la urcare a din statia Lunca. Iau apa de la un izvor si trec prin fata hidrocentralei. Este o vreme de toamna cu soare pe creste. Sint uimit ca tot drumul de la Lacul Petrimanu pina aici, cindva demult a fost asfalt si chiar bordura. Kilometri de amenajari ai versantilor....cita munca manuala au depus muncitorii anilor 1950-1970, aici in plin codru. Dupa inca vreo 6km inainte de lasarea intunericului poposesc la Gura Latoritei. </p><p>Gura Latoritei(confluenta cu Lotru)- km 84</p><p>Aici este si o statie de microbuz, dar fara un program. Socotesc ca dimineata vor circula microbuzele de la Voineasa spre Vilcea. Sub pod cineva si-a amenajat cu fir electric un tarc pentru vaci. Urmeaza sa fac o ultima portie de paste cu 4 brinzeturi si sa ma culc in sacul de bivuac, numai ca imi vine ideea de a dormi sub acoperisul statiei in dorinta de a ma feri de bruma. Sint 2 scinduri adica vreo 40cm latime, destul de incomod. Mai tirziu, proprietarul vacilor, Cristi, intra in discutie cu mine. Ma invita la coliba lui care este in apropiere dar il conving ca nimic nu ma mai misca de aici. Ii povestesc traseul parcurs fiindca este cunoscator al muntilor si intelege ca are in fata un mic aventurier. Ii promit ca-l voi vizita cu urmatoarea ocazie la vacutele lui care maninca intr-o zi 1000kg de fineata uscata.</p><p>Toata noaptea ciini latra pe drum dar nici urma de urs si culmea este ca vineva a aruncat un cap mare de crap iar ciinilor nu le place, dar nici ursul nu-l miroase. Pe la 6:40 aud ceva zgomot si da, iata ca un microbuz dinspre Ciunget(locuinta soferului) se opreste aici lasind un pasager cu care am discutii din care aflu ca in vreo 30min va trece masina dinspre Voineasa. Incep sa impachetez echipamentul si sa ma pregatesc de lunga calatorie catre casa. Este putin sub zero grade, cu bruma.</p><p><b>Ziua 7, miercuri 3 ianuarie 2024 </b></p><p>~7:20 ura, sui in microbuz si cer bilet pina in Brezoi(18,50Lei). Este inca intuneric cind trecem prin mici localitati dar si Barajul Bradisor, Malaia si gura Bucureasa drum catre cascada Ciuca. Cam dupa 0 ora, in centrul localitatii Brezoi, sint invitat sa cobor...oh, n-am stiut, eu vreau la DN, dupa circa 1km. Ma debarc la aceeasi masinuta de la intrarea in oras, statie numita Gura Lotrului. De acolo pina la statia de tren Lotru nu mai am decit vreun km si peste 1ora de pierdut. Dupa trecerea Oltului vad niste conducte de apa potabila din care picura exact ceea ce-mi trebuie mie pentru ceai. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvG5rIAjk8Lz5cZT4g4kPWdIiXssGHSALMzORh4V0Bw6nH4KjxB6-xwaJEmLvbyP7gCVgXFZjkgtueRS3ev2kcOOQR8dHsbyIWvfj9mCOj5z1rUGSx0AJTsSsyDVcR9R0ZNSLmKJu9NTxtEpj84Sf9h1gIlS7cFi3mZCO-HJnxRRSB_rdzr-VPtH-ek88/s4080/20240103_082917.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvG5rIAjk8Lz5cZT4g4kPWdIiXssGHSALMzORh4V0Bw6nH4KjxB6-xwaJEmLvbyP7gCVgXFZjkgtueRS3ev2kcOOQR8dHsbyIWvfj9mCOj5z1rUGSx0AJTsSsyDVcR9R0ZNSLmKJu9NTxtEpj84Sf9h1gIlS7cFi3mZCO-HJnxRRSB_rdzr-VPtH-ek88/w400-h300/20240103_082917.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Ma opresc pe dig si aprind aragazul. Citeva rate se balacesc inaintea barajului iar zgomotul soselei nationale imi readuce aminte ca sint intre jungla urbana si natura la poalele Coziei. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIid0E5IVH9sUKqfkvyNcZFEQ4aYhigTlZHhOYXbMX70pJAc9V-UW3hLYgeK1YlT8WDGfjOWsr_vj7at010JrB8b9u0BKFfOGmcgS3KLw2YTi1q_hqr8UjfPxdvYT9s8KiAaGXjsd-jaoErlchnAkdDizQSBjGDrob7QN3h2weSbW9gr6mWwu2ZNeBwxw/s4080/20240103_082622.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIid0E5IVH9sUKqfkvyNcZFEQ4aYhigTlZHhOYXbMX70pJAc9V-UW3hLYgeK1YlT8WDGfjOWsr_vj7at010JrB8b9u0BKFfOGmcgS3KLw2YTi1q_hqr8UjfPxdvYT9s8KiAaGXjsd-jaoErlchnAkdDizQSBjGDrob7QN3h2weSbW9gr6mWwu2ZNeBwxw/w400-h300/20240103_082622.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>9:52 sui in sageata albastra cu geamuri pictate cu grafitti. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirn8R7NTmMqXPMdqthu92lCy9FFV1A08i8c5-83wh5j0JnOboKH-BWYxQmfMzeCMF4vbRfH-eZgjiw4VcdjvQ7cFtsOZJpxHXeb9eF7CjpSCZwYesQbIKuHPkzOzxNPtBbrhJ8Yq9TgizcNN8q2ai3ZcC__5XAaO2BhRu1IvAxlu8SVT7fA-k7PI4Z0bk/s4080/20240103_094749.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirn8R7NTmMqXPMdqthu92lCy9FFV1A08i8c5-83wh5j0JnOboKH-BWYxQmfMzeCMF4vbRfH-eZgjiw4VcdjvQ7cFtsOZJpxHXeb9eF7CjpSCZwYesQbIKuHPkzOzxNPtBbrhJ8Yq9TgizcNN8q2ai3ZcC__5XAaO2BhRu1IvAxlu8SVT7fA-k7PI4Z0bk/w400-h300/20240103_094749.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0HJqwfKz4eRDbY47vH6q44LePKwunTnYN71q36v0HIEK5c2q8ZtAuRkttSa7SLMZCrbN8S6lwn2T7zg4FXkqPV1GRAw-wOOZxACXXse1f_vQ9M0VxYbuOeOR_jS7x2T-10iJFTqCNb-YSsyOSTn7j2ER6MdYm_QZJ20aoeGMEfIWROqNrUPt3fpqKBQM/s4080/20240103_094846.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0HJqwfKz4eRDbY47vH6q44LePKwunTnYN71q36v0HIEK5c2q8ZtAuRkttSa7SLMZCrbN8S6lwn2T7zg4FXkqPV1GRAw-wOOZxACXXse1f_vQ9M0VxYbuOeOR_jS7x2T-10iJFTqCNb-YSsyOSTn7j2ER6MdYm_QZJ20aoeGMEfIWROqNrUPt3fpqKBQM/w400-h300/20240103_094846.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Fiind un peisaj spectaculos in Defileul Oltului aleg sa stau in picioare. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje9VGmHc6lTTfsSyDOQFJdPNxKYk30HlG61AI878aN1GqNUZRTVaivQhyphenhyphenqQT1Zgp3BijPacDkcrbDPTeU_ABzf297xi6yeLSoZA0E69Hlz8jAO3LS6V3b2qergNk7SqSQNulu6A-9tfEPEocJgNsy5Sq6JiH2Fk0UKr9gxitPKIPJWaJaWOBQZRPgTJKU/s4080/20240103_112200.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje9VGmHc6lTTfsSyDOQFJdPNxKYk30HlG61AI878aN1GqNUZRTVaivQhyphenhyphenqQT1Zgp3BijPacDkcrbDPTeU_ABzf297xi6yeLSoZA0E69Hlz8jAO3LS6V3b2qergNk7SqSQNulu6A-9tfEPEocJgNsy5Sq6JiH2Fk0UKr9gxitPKIPJWaJaWOBQZRPgTJKU/w400-h300/20240103_112200.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Multe halte sint bandonate. Turme de oi ierneaza in lunca...porumburi neculese, case construite intre natura si sate, culmile Fagarasului inzapezite dar sub negura, vreme posomorita, numai ca nu ploua. <p></p><p>11:30 debarc in Podu Olt, unde revad automotorul meu cu care am ajuns. Pina la urmatorul tren catre Brasov mai am de asteptat 1h timp in care angajatii cfr ma invita sa stau la adapost in sala de asteptare insa eu profit sa admir peisajele catre Chica Pietrelor si Suru adunind macese de la marginea cimpului. Nu ma mai satur de privit desi norii acopera creasta muntilor. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY6dhRyB2Ew3NAvDPmqTzKhp8xrXq1I7RwA5O3YaVBjHvVEenqyyZ9CSdtDQZ5_esTeo1uy5u3QrKQxqqlurlVDlIInRMgcoyYNb5eM4s7NkVSTuDLawcWMqhEvwUIrG2USrLwgUMEYC5MBlS6yME3aW-cXlupVOECLLCR_O4RuwkdfrwBgVMZITEpsM8/s4080/20240103_113356.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY6dhRyB2Ew3NAvDPmqTzKhp8xrXq1I7RwA5O3YaVBjHvVEenqyyZ9CSdtDQZ5_esTeo1uy5u3QrKQxqqlurlVDlIInRMgcoyYNb5eM4s7NkVSTuDLawcWMqhEvwUIrG2USrLwgUMEYC5MBlS6yME3aW-cXlupVOECLLCR_O4RuwkdfrwBgVMZITEpsM8/w400-h300/20240103_113356.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />La ora de urcare constat ca va fi aglomeratie mare insa dupa citeva statii reusesc sa stau pe un loc. Trenul pina in Brasov face destul de mult pina la aproximativ ora 16 cind pierd un tren particular spre Ploiesti. Nu-i problema intrucit in 20 minute am legatura cu alt tren cfr. In total pina la Ploiesti biletele de tren(super aglomerat!) ma mai costa in 59Lei.<br /><p></p><p>A fost o calatorie faina si nu-mi pare rau ca nu am ajuns la Petrosani...Repet, ideal ar fi fost sa plec inainte de Craciun.</p><p><b>Album foto</b> <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/woPZrg3TAq1QPXzv6" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/woPZrg3TAq1QPXzv6</a><br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com3247336 Ciungetu, Romania45.3870306 23.948863720.779218492888344 -11.2073863 69.994842707111658 59.105113700000004tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-25387157431570215272023-01-02T18:29:00.719+02:002023-01-07T22:39:47.871+02:00Zarnesti-Urlea de revelion 2023<p> O tura mult dorita, nutrita insa fara a fi re-pregatita, practic pe nepusa masa atunci cind am vazut prognoza pentru zona Muntilor Fagaras. Este vorba de un segment al crestei principale ale Carpatilor Meridionali. Daca vremea se anunta destul de stabila atunci mi-am spus ca este sansa mea. Nu mai urcasem pe munte de peste 2 luni ... si as fi putut sta mult si bine si fara munti.</p><p>Muntii pentru mine sint ca o sala de sport si un templu unde vrei sa te intreci cu tine si sa te reformatezi.</p><p><b>Ziua 1, Marti 27 decembrie 2022</b></p><p>Dupa mesele de craciun reusesc sa indes multe in bagajul meu de 75+20L si sa incep ziua la 4 dimineata cu un mars de 2,5km pina la gara din Ploiesti Vest. Pe picior de plecare ma hotarasc sa pun un bidonas de plastic(bun si ca o mica soba in sacul de dormit) dar si niste rondele de orez expandat. Bocancii si aragazul pe benzina vor sta pe exterior fiindca rucsacul depaseste capacitatea de bun simt. Cele citeva minute intirziere ale CFR vor fi recuperate pe parcurs(19 Lei un bilet pina la Brasov). Desi este racoare, vremea nu este specifica lunii decembrie cind in alti ani erau geruri si zapezi.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYSZGgAJ9LAxpAY06kVGegNCEqRcwhIrZMw55y6fqme0LV7B1RhsO-OSrzQVxaamBqpaPFzZDGGBqqI2EQD3TEAHI1wwYKu7tSAQ_cxqNz31C3OOkYcPHi8dRDNCkDySgngYnRHIiQFzPfQlqktkyBxYWg5AhtQoayJ0ev93TXW71oq8ZpUsbTKJw/s2576/20221227_045752.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYSZGgAJ9LAxpAY06kVGegNCEqRcwhIrZMw55y6fqme0LV7B1RhsO-OSrzQVxaamBqpaPFzZDGGBqqI2EQD3TEAHI1wwYKu7tSAQ_cxqNz31C3OOkYcPHi8dRDNCkDySgngYnRHIiQFzPfQlqktkyBxYWg5AhtQoayJ0ev93TXW71oq8ZpUsbTKJw/w400-h300/20221227_045752.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">avion clasa a 2-a<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Asadar dupa o calatorie la clasa a2a ma debarc in gara Brasov unde asemenea este caldut si inorat. Timp de peste o ora voi petrece admirind calatorii cum se misca intre oras si liniile ferate. Pina la Zarnesti costul unei calatorii este de 6,50Lei.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdU4n2QPs9JLiAZsGUKO7ut5U4BGNmb2BUu1893XSGQwZjTbVyTyOmhQbhdddrfvWgMiFB8tCD8_tkFhy58EOPhsM-7N4zxRQGB4rbbzfUYsbN32NUbK462OJEoUKxNtMgLDTB2ar_D3F4ojdRagSTM256USyhkUjAQmBQ80KiDScfqoQlgdgWMX-o/s3264/20221227_091215.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdU4n2QPs9JLiAZsGUKO7ut5U4BGNmb2BUu1893XSGQwZjTbVyTyOmhQbhdddrfvWgMiFB8tCD8_tkFhy58EOPhsM-7N4zxRQGB4rbbzfUYsbN32NUbK462OJEoUKxNtMgLDTB2ar_D3F4ojdRagSTM256USyhkUjAQmBQ80KiDScfqoQlgdgWMX-o/w400-h225/20221227_091215.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>La ora 9 incep marsul de apropiere pe traseul Zarnesti-Plaiul Foii-Canton Silvic Rudarita. Sint intovarasit de o ploaie rece ca de toamna. Ufff, parca ma vad inapoi in tren. Treaba asta nu am verificat-o pentru altitudine joasa. Bocancii agatati par a se uda si incerc diverse metode de a-i lega. La margine de oras cineva hraneste citeva lame de prin Anzi. Doua fete se echipeaza cu ski role skating si incep a impinge din bete in lungul vaii Birsei profitind de asfalt. In ian 2012 pe zapada si drum inca neasfaltat am alergat 24km pe la poalele Pietrei Craiului. Un sofer de taxi incetineste cu gind de a ma agata insa dumnealui uita sa sint low budget. Profit ca sint in adidasi si merg fara sa ma opresc desi ploaia incepe sa-mi ude echipamentul. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRY8BIXnAbVSNlDMtmdVWZJ9ngjGE8RjTZzuwRny4aK4KhnE_fpuukdvoqsFlVYYXQ05PvcZJpBMmvqNcuqVmRTfxCJdpRMeyndP1Lt8REf1PT5RwbwuU8SHXHq-btZT7ZGnISZ60OMpcwVSPlRr__Ue6u-Rhe2Uxf4ygbBDhtjya-VsK3ERa-Ib0Q/s3264/20221227_102841.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRY8BIXnAbVSNlDMtmdVWZJ9ngjGE8RjTZzuwRny4aK4KhnE_fpuukdvoqsFlVYYXQ05PvcZJpBMmvqNcuqVmRTfxCJdpRMeyndP1Lt8REf1PT5RwbwuU8SHXHq-btZT7ZGnISZ60OMpcwVSPlRr__Ue6u-Rhe2Uxf4ygbBDhtjya-VsK3ERa-Ib0Q/w400-h225/20221227_102841.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cineva locuieste intr-un dom geodezic sau nu stiu cum i se spune acestei constructii tip mingie. La km 8, undeva la 2 ore de la plecare din gara ma opresc la un acoperis cu masa si banca. Aici voi astepta cit este cazul, pina imi vin idei noi si ploaia se va opri, chiar urmatoarea zi. Maninc un sandvisch apoi sparg o nuca lasat in jacheta de vreo 2 ani. Ceaiul si o bomboana ridica moralul. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVJlj8yYm5Ly8XVFszDKjmpoZrrUnx9XpBHZe5-4Lc3TKcMSwoZqkbEJwFDHpG2HxgB2QsABw2eDI_UdPggHpvHlFWkzBApOvv5cTho2u_gZvO9lwJq05_Mf7hTAUglpHKiE7i3cMowMLZ26ltoT-JbU_28ljDLCVjh05uxxBrRY7-7BoZXhF8nyrB/s3264/20221227_132840.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVJlj8yYm5Ly8XVFszDKjmpoZrrUnx9XpBHZe5-4Lc3TKcMSwoZqkbEJwFDHpG2HxgB2QsABw2eDI_UdPggHpvHlFWkzBApOvv5cTho2u_gZvO9lwJq05_Mf7hTAUglpHKiE7i3cMowMLZ26ltoT-JbU_28ljDLCVjh05uxxBrRY7-7BoZXhF8nyrB/w400-h225/20221227_132840.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />La ora 13:30 ploaia incetineste iar eu imi salt bagajul si continui. Citeva raze de soare ma inveselesc. Mai putin noroiul. Drumul pe care odata exista cale ferata ingusta, spre Rudarita este interminabil. Recunosc locul unde am dormit cu cortul in august 2010(Poiana lui Maican) insa din 2011 nu am mai urcat prin Comisu spre Bratila. Dupa inca 10km de la Plaiul Foii cu liniste deplina poposesc la Cantonul Rudarita. Este prima data iarna cind fac drumul de 25km pe uscat. In dec 1999 si dec 2002 era multa zapada. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgvaphri8rXpWmCs5ZUGmNF-N5jc4OHlg1PAtIpT983sBx0H3A73pKyCRmUz6GqJLX73ayzNk9vHgA1OSweNVH1NYsyFTM_CaRm6wbQLKmk5CMZ1Ij35dAvYmqsmKNC9dxwprM8yurTpiIaN4wO45w4K287049C5XqIf706kQjt-pEBopzW7yQuplv/s3264/20221227_162703.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgvaphri8rXpWmCs5ZUGmNF-N5jc4OHlg1PAtIpT983sBx0H3A73pKyCRmUz6GqJLX73ayzNk9vHgA1OSweNVH1NYsyFTM_CaRm6wbQLKmk5CMZ1Ij35dAvYmqsmKNC9dxwprM8yurTpiIaN4wO45w4K287049C5XqIf706kQjt-pEBopzW7yQuplv/w400-h225/20221227_162703.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">De cite ori am trecut pe aici nu am reusit sa prind un cadru mai luminat<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br />Apa piriului Lerescu este tulbure si cu nivel destul de crescut fapt care ma ingrijoreaza pentru ziua urmatoare cind am de trecut pe malul celalalt. Ok am sosit la timp pe lumina si incep a ma pregati cu masa si sa incropesc un pat pe holul cantonului. Evident ca nu am usa asa ca dorm destul de expus. Peste noapte pamintul ingheata si cad fulgi dar cerul ramine destul de senin.</p><p><b>Ziua 2, Miercuri 28 decembrie 2022</b></p><p>ma trezesc inca de cind este intuneric. Tinta de azi este sa ajung cel putin la refugiul Bratila. Din acest moment voi incepe sa utilizez bocancii de iarna. Dupa o budinca cu gris si ovaz si 2 pahare cu ceai la ora 7:45 incep marsul zilei. Banda rosie continua pe drumul forestier in amontele vaii Lerescu inca aproape 3km. Portiuni inghetate ma supun la testarea echilibrului in teren plat. Debitul a scazut iar apa este limpezita. Sa nu uit sa va spun ca am plecat doar cu termosul de 1,2L. Se anunta o zi senina dar pina voi ajunge la inaltimea culmilor insorite trebuie sa dau din bascheti. Sosesc la un indicator care ma invita pe piciorul de munte catre saua Lerescu. O data, demult, in 1999 si 2000 la coborire am gasit un culoar de padure recent taiat.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuRol-1bgwo9AjaYM1WXEEjuUw_9MGWrIcFX6sOlDFw6JO4fKBlZtUtac7od9p4wnD2OSzkz-ear6p8xPVcyiMDmiH8i9GxyGyb-gsMGIWlWa7VDE80TC4IKOsJkAbHo2aKfrkVwrqK29JpC9vU_XrfoKsnuTN7-jUu23Sp6qe0ObZe-P9HYIvY4De/s3264/20221228_093536.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuRol-1bgwo9AjaYM1WXEEjuUw_9MGWrIcFX6sOlDFw6JO4fKBlZtUtac7od9p4wnD2OSzkz-ear6p8xPVcyiMDmiH8i9GxyGyb-gsMGIWlWa7VDE80TC4IKOsJkAbHo2aKfrkVwrqK29JpC9vU_XrfoKsnuTN7-jUu23Sp6qe0ObZe-P9HYIvY4De/w400-h225/20221228_093536.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">vedere peste vf Lerescu-Comisu si Berevoiescu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Acest traseu este folosit si de biciclisti la coborirea din creasta. Padurea s-a regenerat. Sus pe culmea principala este traseul din Crai spre Comisu unde nu odata am ratacit traseul din cauza exploatarilor. Incerc sa gasesc un loc de stat pentru a servi comod ceai cu biscuite.Aici au aparut drumuri care coboara pe ambii versanti deci trebuie atentie la orientare. Deodata intre lastari se aud fosnete. Poate caprioare, mistreti sau chiar urs. De altfel mai sus pe traseu vad fecale de urs. Pe culme padurea a devenit deasa. Nu-mi ramine decit sa mai fluier si sa merg fara oprire. Sus pe vf Lerescu fac un popas. Odata era o baliza din lemn. Undeva mai departe se distinge refugiul Comisu. Pina acolo traseul coboara printr-o padure mai rara si apoi urmeaza citiva stilpi. La unul dintre ei este intersectia spre V Sebesului si chiar v Cenusarei-Rudarita. Odata sosit la golul alpin scap si de stresul intilnirii cu regele padurii. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibIQS6mU-2MhqA0SF7tIboilRbDFJBfvlKI5k_5p2qwbkdsJOfcJ21fSSFennl6RhCOYnzZbSo8VfkkkfyFDOr6joFhV7C4ue6NfaDYo-YgrZ08zD5nxMm7feo0QPL3QJ-Z988KxpJZRlh5QpYCov6-KY774XO4Rd5Dc29-LTapBwbXoDKFnmX97rt/s3264/20221228_121637.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibIQS6mU-2MhqA0SF7tIboilRbDFJBfvlKI5k_5p2qwbkdsJOfcJ21fSSFennl6RhCOYnzZbSo8VfkkkfyFDOr6joFhV7C4ue6NfaDYo-YgrZ08zD5nxMm7feo0QPL3QJ-Z988KxpJZRlh5QpYCov6-KY774XO4Rd5Dc29-LTapBwbXoDKFnmX97rt/w400-h225/20221228_121637.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">acolo mic este ref Comisu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Poposesc la refugiul Comisu unde profitind de semnalul telefonic transmit catre familie pozitia mea. Lumina prea puternica nu ma ajuta la poze catre Iezer, Pecineagu si Crai. Zapada este uscata si in multe locuri crusta nu se rupe. Stilpii sint foarte rari iar marcajele sint acoperite de zapada. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcTHbQFxvc2qGr9cste5zoMo42hxtNV9DPVYhDjA_lDb1UO1azkfEuGMBNtbnNSTGrjCQmUvJIVZmJ9gNOP_gu5KiPXfwa1i8ZoUCuG9UuSyozWU9KkvFaGIlj5uTkcqOCJvnHqGOAXy87Q3rEqwpZviIuN5KqC4FcLRZTeuQM99tmZevtcjj0t152/s3264/20221228_143421.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcTHbQFxvc2qGr9cste5zoMo42hxtNV9DPVYhDjA_lDb1UO1azkfEuGMBNtbnNSTGrjCQmUvJIVZmJ9gNOP_gu5KiPXfwa1i8ZoUCuG9UuSyozWU9KkvFaGIlj5uTkcqOCJvnHqGOAXy87Q3rEqwpZviIuN5KqC4FcLRZTeuQM99tmZevtcjj0t152/w400-h225/20221228_143421.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Citeva adieri de vint rece imi readuc aminte ca sint la 2000m in Fagaras. Urmeaza depasirea muntelui Lutele si apoi traversarea lui Berevoiescu pe o zapada stabila. Refugiul vechi tunel inca este nedemolat. Undeva sus si departe de traseul marcat se gaseste si refugiul nou Berevoiescu. Incepind cu ora 15 stomacul trimite comanda creierului pentru masa de seara. De asemenea instinctul de supravietuire imi agita spiridusii care vor neaparat sa ajunga la refugiul Curmatura Bratilei. Trecerea pe versantul nordic al Bratilei se face pe o zapada inghetata. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgqjgDp627lw231tY0SHZG87y-T_mq7b0BHB34ASTWjkR1OsrAHQpz6UuDpTZ4xD0vHLuSiSbK9BhsVlnyFu0grgidlfD-smYIKxxDsH9SG3SqtjYc2E91Zmktg9SuXi8deSx7tQ3hdMT4CG2mBg1IhL5gZXmGPcqZ7LJ5j6oXS5l40DEc2WzQcdfT/s3264/20221228_165621.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgqjgDp627lw231tY0SHZG87y-T_mq7b0BHB34ASTWjkR1OsrAHQpz6UuDpTZ4xD0vHLuSiSbK9BhsVlnyFu0grgidlfD-smYIKxxDsH9SG3SqtjYc2E91Zmktg9SuXi8deSx7tQ3hdMT4CG2mBg1IhL5gZXmGPcqZ7LJ5j6oXS5l40DEc2WzQcdfT/w400-h225/20221228_165621.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />La ultimele raze de lumina adica ora 17 poposesc la refugiul Bratila. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQsx-Wzon_wSe1IOuw-7GMoyStZxh9q0fNXVEw_2U_Ol2muRt1H3NxYjGtBmDTfolcu8rmjZBD_OuM4atuTOSFJnrkLPbUvECJmCVu4WG_Fehlr4M7txAUavhiuZp-hbiudxkoinqP0zbkYdrj-gb-sYdSdE4bJM8LpTEee5Pwezop4ohCaIDpuTKK/s3264/20221228_165631.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQsx-Wzon_wSe1IOuw-7GMoyStZxh9q0fNXVEw_2U_Ol2muRt1H3NxYjGtBmDTfolcu8rmjZBD_OuM4atuTOSFJnrkLPbUvECJmCVu4WG_Fehlr4M7txAUavhiuZp-hbiudxkoinqP0zbkYdrj-gb-sYdSdE4bJM8LpTEee5Pwezop4ohCaIDpuTKK/w400-h225/20221228_165631.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">valea Dejanilor<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ups ! Dau de 2 cehi care au urcat pe Valea Dejanilor. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjv1j6uPAidexmLoI25wHPimGv6q_i43QrIM7FjySYOEAWh5EsspA0aKhporqi8r1skbwEy5hXWg98QrX1KU2yfc99nnf1ugivDrIlNMpyAqZas-7Lr2Tl6wSb_oec_c9YgggVVgvTaZe3lWHKrdLy1m__YLgOc8qD3YHk036b6NRPZCEnIcR89OPf/s3264/20221228_165616.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjv1j6uPAidexmLoI25wHPimGv6q_i43QrIM7FjySYOEAWh5EsspA0aKhporqi8r1skbwEy5hXWg98QrX1KU2yfc99nnf1ugivDrIlNMpyAqZas-7Lr2Tl6wSb_oec_c9YgggVVgvTaZe3lWHKrdLy1m__YLgOc8qD3YHk036b6NRPZCEnIcR89OPf/w400-h225/20221228_165616.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ref bratila<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br />Din pacate locul pe panourile de pat de fibra de sticla fiind strimt pentru 3 persoane, aleg sa dorm pe jos. Imi iau zapada intr-o punga dupa care ma apuc de topit si pregatit pastele. Din cauza lipsei oxigenului sint nevoit sa aerisesc. Urmeaza o noapte lunga dar in care nu reusesc sa dorm suficient.</p><p><b>Ziua 3, Joi 29 dec 2022</b></p><p>Nefiind singur in refugiu voi amina plecarea mea asa ca voi incepe pregatirea pe la 7:30. De aceasta data nu mai pornesc aragazul pe benzina scutind-o pe cehoiaca sa mai spuna ca nu are aer din cauza petrolului meu romanesc :-) Beau niste ceai, imi leg coltarii si plec....doar ca iesirea pe usa hublou a refugiului imi da de cap. Un junghi pus la spate nu ma lasa sa ridic rucsacul pe umeri. Incerc diverse metode pina reusesc sa ies afara. Inca o zi senina fara vint, lucru ciudat. In decembrie 2020 am fost blocat 3 nopti in acest refugiu si stiu concertul vintului. </p><p>Urcarea pe Ludisoru la 2300m o efectuez pe linia stilpilor care marcheaza poteca de vara. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4B-Sc442fyEfJMvWtinojRu8igECxOTU0GEHfdbY9BIZQ0dblGKFOsdRuzGee7dZKkwyUncHziVMnETr8s5eqht-n7dUcZeO0YpYrpsPjWCphszBOc_KAPrBryqE3I-gEjKVdwzUQSjscP5rLZmRhmDeWT80X3aI4rLwfcQY50eNiXD1CclfXgdYk/s3264/20221229_091307.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4B-Sc442fyEfJMvWtinojRu8igECxOTU0GEHfdbY9BIZQ0dblGKFOsdRuzGee7dZKkwyUncHziVMnETr8s5eqht-n7dUcZeO0YpYrpsPjWCphszBOc_KAPrBryqE3I-gEjKVdwzUQSjscP5rLZmRhmDeWT80X3aI4rLwfcQY50eNiXD1CclfXgdYk/w400-h225/20221229_091307.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Ma ajut si de urmele cehilor care ieri s-au plimbat prin zona. Zapada este deosebit de buna pentru coltari chiar daca nu a fost prea frig. Incep sa vad zona Urlea. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2R5_wq96QMlIj3cz7AMnPWdJHg5YWcpHrk_stcEI_dhFZeleiR8q8m5dc1btx_bVmoRYXVVfCan5zGg6B4XOHOHRHTGukkRnVoyzKB-R4rYRlDblZC6Rbjp0JwFGmpH8GGVP7Xu8dCDftS7P3KPvFEKJIzxjSxOJkMPCjzflI6MZ9h4obGXAlTOiw/s3264/20221229_091314.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2R5_wq96QMlIj3cz7AMnPWdJHg5YWcpHrk_stcEI_dhFZeleiR8q8m5dc1btx_bVmoRYXVVfCan5zGg6B4XOHOHRHTGukkRnVoyzKB-R4rYRlDblZC6Rbjp0JwFGmpH8GGVP7Xu8dCDftS7P3KPvFEKJIzxjSxOJkMPCjzflI6MZ9h4obGXAlTOiw/w400-h225/20221229_091314.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Corpul este tot mai obosit desi nu am mers decit 2 ore dar noaptea nedormita din pricina sforaiturilor isi pune amprenta pe capacitatea mea la efort. La un moment dat simt ca glezna mea stinga s-a ros si ma opresc pentru ca lipi un plasture. Ah ce rana mare chiar la inceput de excursie! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA4vjUzWj9Ib6ZmlyoN74ESPurc9zoMlbEMoYLCJ7MtOzA8gbIZrOvbcrKlr5V3vRnvTmLbPasbQw5tqBS73t2lRmJDRaKuAgim0joHzvY-V19PmA9k7CTMtCuPhhMo51egf2YbGs99LuI5TBXwIr1B_aE9E1WSa2NTNswIyoB9I62N4Wzbs60sKQq/s3264/20221229_114536.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA4vjUzWj9Ib6ZmlyoN74ESPurc9zoMlbEMoYLCJ7MtOzA8gbIZrOvbcrKlr5V3vRnvTmLbPasbQw5tqBS73t2lRmJDRaKuAgim0joHzvY-V19PmA9k7CTMtCuPhhMo51egf2YbGs99LuI5TBXwIr1B_aE9E1WSa2NTNswIyoB9I62N4Wzbs60sKQq/w400-h225/20221229_114536.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmeaza o traversare pe coasta sudica a vf Zirna si apoi o coborire prelunga pina la refugiul Zarna. Nu mai regasesc locul vechiului refugiu care nu stiu daca mai exista sau a fost curatat. Soarele este puternic fapt care va duce probabil la schimbarea vremii. Dupa 3 ore de mers de la Bratila sosesc si la Zarna la care nu am mai fost din 2011. In oct 2009 am dormit cu Darky aici. Pentru azi trag linie si poposesc in acest adapost. Geamul lipseste insa reusesc sa prind un nylon. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjwR-YMGh4uOdSUe-SWn4UJgCLC5ddP_xtMmYKiCoP1K6zHzifBdWcAgaL9TkW89Oaz9WHmgZuqEH9vp9gJIsaZg21tmLlbW12dggayx-KLF0bp5qKqFarswbpXi090nSXG5E_ZTAHGqpSiI7gpdc8cQ6ThVm_SxU31rkiufmxl5rqX94yasKvW-GC/s3264/20221229_115851.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjwR-YMGh4uOdSUe-SWn4UJgCLC5ddP_xtMmYKiCoP1K6zHzifBdWcAgaL9TkW89Oaz9WHmgZuqEH9vp9gJIsaZg21tmLlbW12dggayx-KLF0bp5qKqFarswbpXi090nSXG5E_ZTAHGqpSiI7gpdc8cQ6ThVm_SxU31rkiufmxl5rqX94yasKvW-GC/w400-h225/20221229_115851.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Scot echipamentul si il pun la uscat. Tabla refugiului frige !!! Vremea asta buna ma imbie la leneveala si refacere. Admir peisajul si fac baie de soare pina la ora 15 cind soarele dispare dupa Coltii Leaotei. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsHGrr5mPbgabQdff-p5dbw4PKpNpiT1SIkQewc53pnk2VnVlK8M8JMIuWVMBeqbBQszc31ChjVRnHLJSkUx2w3hj1JTlrswLTSCBNLFiEQ7U2fkWhDmynb76a9CZjm8-CmffFlLsbIMzfP2-mJI70iyn2tbwyoNVGb4i8GwypCvV8WPJdnmJ7vXcG/s2048/20221229_121208.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsHGrr5mPbgabQdff-p5dbw4PKpNpiT1SIkQewc53pnk2VnVlK8M8JMIuWVMBeqbBQszc31ChjVRnHLJSkUx2w3hj1JTlrswLTSCBNLFiEQ7U2fkWhDmynb76a9CZjm8-CmffFlLsbIMzfP2-mJI70iyn2tbwyoNVGb4i8GwypCvV8WPJdnmJ7vXcG/w400-h225/20221229_121208.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Pe alocuri zapada s-a mai inmuiat. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5fvNa6Dz2GRDOzd3tx42HIbnUQcUeivLsYYbF8OSxZbYdCVGkhO2iDldKzOz9cm2YB83ERvIW81xfJTyCgEiyrGJU3ChkRW8SZaZrOm4tRXdLP0V6m1Our-B71WoMB6ZxGEhCI6hZn1-WEGnlagyLqvrjkcsjT1QSYk4Nh09KBoNZ2WvzEUwt_Gww/s3264/20221229_114913.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1836" data-original-width="3264" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5fvNa6Dz2GRDOzd3tx42HIbnUQcUeivLsYYbF8OSxZbYdCVGkhO2iDldKzOz9cm2YB83ERvIW81xfJTyCgEiyrGJU3ChkRW8SZaZrOm4tRXdLP0V6m1Our-B71WoMB6ZxGEhCI6hZn1-WEGnlagyLqvrjkcsjT1QSYk4Nh09KBoNZ2WvzEUwt_Gww/w400-h225/20221229_114913.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />De acolo am venit, dinspre vf Zirna. Urmeaza o seara linistita insa dupa ora 23 incepe vintul in rafale care nu poate aduce ceva bun. Offf ce ma oftic. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioXhlCFbUscx4UbV5bHzOwlqAzIXwq_UZ5zDMmKBADDuHvMb3apB5iVCNqacPnhIrESKGDZTHihlRwg0Zrtx9G_fOl8F2QqWoyH2AzCbyyLN1USWZlf2GGQ24TLNZ7mLW6hhwGrudK3LMJtvfeqqcaObX7udbtobyUrjYdn-EEy24lJGKJbe-ZsdcE/s2048/20221229_190931.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioXhlCFbUscx4UbV5bHzOwlqAzIXwq_UZ5zDMmKBADDuHvMb3apB5iVCNqacPnhIrESKGDZTHihlRwg0Zrtx9G_fOl8F2QqWoyH2AzCbyyLN1USWZlf2GGQ24TLNZ7mLW6hhwGrudK3LMJtvfeqqcaObX7udbtobyUrjYdn-EEy24lJGKJbe-ZsdcE/w400-h225/20221229_190931.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">totul de la o singura persoana<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Gatesc malaiul si iaurtul spre a mai usura din bagaj si topesc multa zapada.<p></p><p><b>Ziua 4, Vineri 30 decembrie 2022</b></p><p>Ma trezesc pe la ora 6 si verific vremea. Muntii sint acoperiti de nori si vintul inca sufla deci trebuie sa mai am rabdare pina se va lumina.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLco0i5LR6Ws8pg7QU6cuQ4Dm7RKLuDwe6J7qEa2SzSxleFSm3J_25obLsoXvuDCxquL3x5UaoU390auTaIz7MOMFMY0RC-06MJxdO_sJla2M7Pbz0D3sDitba-k4Y-2Z0KMiIP5ukTL9jtog8ZtQeY4AX_hk8cnX_shybHv_NRYDUmATSfqT5ecXT/s2048/20221230_074816.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLco0i5LR6Ws8pg7QU6cuQ4Dm7RKLuDwe6J7qEa2SzSxleFSm3J_25obLsoXvuDCxquL3x5UaoU390auTaIz7MOMFMY0RC-06MJxdO_sJla2M7Pbz0D3sDitba-k4Y-2Z0KMiIP5ukTL9jtog8ZtQeY4AX_hk8cnX_shybHv_NRYDUmATSfqT5ecXT/w400-h225/20221230_074816.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Incerc sa atipesc in sacul de dormit. Pe la ora 9 ma pregatesc totusi de plecare asa ca aproape de ora 11 salt bagajul si plec spre vest pe banda rosie.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrgnRLfeouD8PGs2glP7k-aPL3XrU9lYR-CltKrcXwjQ1IqgdeOqm9iuLEowoAfs5VoZ5Lv-jtrR7nE5MAoCe3KuKJ-RqQfRaeylPcW6THpA4Zt-E0Iu2tIdDSHu8U-DNQ7tmcl2Alpb2eAUuE_6HOp-dSJ3CZ94naBxouwp2H8Us4S2SQwMO2qC0Z/s2048/20221230_074825.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrgnRLfeouD8PGs2glP7k-aPL3XrU9lYR-CltKrcXwjQ1IqgdeOqm9iuLEowoAfs5VoZ5Lv-jtrR7nE5MAoCe3KuKJ-RqQfRaeylPcW6THpA4Zt-E0Iu2tIdDSHu8U-DNQ7tmcl2Alpb2eAUuE_6HOp-dSJ3CZ94naBxouwp2H8Us4S2SQwMO2qC0Z/w400-h225/20221230_074825.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Marcajul este greu de depistat iar stilpii sint foarte rari. Norii sunt la nivelul crestei iar eu profit ca vintul este mai domol. Mai sus optez sa merg pe unde zapada este mai putina adica pe o creasta. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYNWkO1WZBtmT_xxFQcyWZrcESRtqXWsWWqVS_qfRtq1Lxc6d_vB_NGXIVD1YwwCQovdFvfa8YVRBqMsjUNdMZ2f4twRbvzPsVubrO6nPnei8Q9ag8PR9-THKSa7Q_HgXd-OAgB-jTGPL9vd6d_5dFLi-3y0RbVC0z1VbYHv6P0c4cEoFH-h4wVOm-/s2048/20221230_113909.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYNWkO1WZBtmT_xxFQcyWZrcESRtqXWsWWqVS_qfRtq1Lxc6d_vB_NGXIVD1YwwCQovdFvfa8YVRBqMsjUNdMZ2f4twRbvzPsVubrO6nPnei8Q9ag8PR9-THKSa7Q_HgXd-OAgB-jTGPL9vd6d_5dFLi-3y0RbVC0z1VbYHv6P0c4cEoFH-h4wVOm-/w400-h225/20221230_113909.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Detectez iesirea pe creasta matematica catre vf Iezer si Dara ceea ce nu este greu. Acolo poteca de vara taie muntele facind riscant . Nori negri acopera uneori creasta asa ca sint nehotarit la actiunea mea de a continua. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnLXnq6uKV2-jK92imUTfs95hhZ7AA59fvXCdbbzd5o3jn9OTdsAnfUycmfezA1QI2HWE-FJIMZdy8FVDY6xGcostQ2jRryRCYPB0rNFXdRtYIcFFOzq9wMfSQ79NltHlCGt3r4nUP0fcsgJMjDAcCYLvGgn8YZvxNOKGYWYtV5NajceNkDLueV0yY/s2048/20221230_121938.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnLXnq6uKV2-jK92imUTfs95hhZ7AA59fvXCdbbzd5o3jn9OTdsAnfUycmfezA1QI2HWE-FJIMZdy8FVDY6xGcostQ2jRryRCYPB0rNFXdRtYIcFFOzq9wMfSQ79NltHlCGt3r4nUP0fcsgJMjDAcCYLvGgn8YZvxNOKGYWYtV5NajceNkDLueV0yY/w400-h225/20221230_121938.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Privesc inapoi spre refugiul Zarna si iau decizia de a reveni la micul adapost. La ora 13 imi las bagajul la refugiu, beau o cana de ceai si pornesc in detectarea potecii spre Lacul Urlea. Pentru mine este important de a gasi o cale de retragere in cazul in care ziua urmatoare ar fi tot cu vreme neprielnica. Coborirea pe Valea Zarna catre Valea Rea si Riul Doamnei adica spre sud si Domnesti Arges nu intra pe lista<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3Cc8ESHahXOjuSMV0HiVzzfGRdUHxxULWUYsauCqWofKwFsdxDM1QQmMDcXCrHoc695j1yTY9cZEPXID3SLS2VFLBf62iWKZKuEGucCqwQ-Vy1-4WA_t-diuJ0Ktqy5tugLTQ9Uk8f4kMu6Gt4ktvvxVct30ffvpsVksqDllm6JbyR-mQ18FoR5Y/s2048/20221230_145729.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3Cc8ESHahXOjuSMV0HiVzzfGRdUHxxULWUYsauCqWofKwFsdxDM1QQmMDcXCrHoc695j1yTY9cZEPXID3SLS2VFLBf62iWKZKuEGucCqwQ-Vy1-4WA_t-diuJ0Ktqy5tugLTQ9Uk8f4kMu6Gt4ktvvxVct30ffvpsVksqDllm6JbyR-mQ18FoR5Y/w400-h225/20221230_145729.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><br />. Coborirea directa spre Piriul Urlea nu ar fi imposibila, numai ca de acolo in aval pe Riul Pojorta ar fi poate canyoning la vreme de iarna. </p><p>Iata si un filmulet <a href="https://youtu.be/Lt6rkhosD0A" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/Lt6rkhosD0A</a> </p><p>Marcajul punct rosu este interzis pe timp de iarna adica periculos pentru ca traverseaza pe sub fete abrupte. Bulina rosie este deseori ascunsa. Desi am fost ultima data in oct 2009 cu Darky pe timp de ceata, acum gasesc ceva marcaje. Nu inteleg de ce marcajul nu a fost aplicat mai sus acolo unde exista posibilitatea. In multe locuri curat zapada de pe pietrele unde credeam a fi marcajul. Doua panglici legate de mici jnepeni ma incurajeaza sa merg intr-acolo. Odata sosit in patul vaii imi calculez directia pentru ziua urmatoare daca vremea nu s-ar imbunatatii. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpDZKlFa0IzMd7De6rcRwqDQ2BOEOh81GB4se3QqE3Zh_OM2ozDfAZBDPVsA8BJIhrAM7PcLCCnFGQL4riHAygnYMbPLSbMS66AYoU3vcIxWDWd56qWbz9GagirjhcjW_lX4U8TXqSy6QZYYNDcsGOOX2z2QaHFLyUFZjoAxXkqTxZj0sd-g5CL_Hj/s2048/20221230_145736.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpDZKlFa0IzMd7De6rcRwqDQ2BOEOh81GB4se3QqE3Zh_OM2ozDfAZBDPVsA8BJIhrAM7PcLCCnFGQL4riHAygnYMbPLSbMS66AYoU3vcIxWDWd56qWbz9GagirjhcjW_lX4U8TXqSy6QZYYNDcsGOOX2z2QaHFLyUFZjoAxXkqTxZj0sd-g5CL_Hj/w400-h225/20221230_145736.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">urcarea spre vf Mosu pe Piriul Calului</td></tr></tbody></table><br />De ce oare persoanele care au marcat pe aici nu au aplicat marcajul mai sus acolo unde exista posibilitatea? <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHiPg51o94Q6c4TTm464HJeoIiy817XeRpv0r5J6unLCz4jWO2030aF_YG2eOJPXUAr67agreQsHAdsPNn8GAo2x7BC2TG-wk0ZOoocCGKwtHgOU_XHLVoQqdTwjCd8Kym8ltoQV-YMSlHgIlOGlvpqRBPyQnGQ_zyqs10Pcu5C-1dqu-m2ymp1QPk/s2048/20221230_153005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHiPg51o94Q6c4TTm464HJeoIiy817XeRpv0r5J6unLCz4jWO2030aF_YG2eOJPXUAr67agreQsHAdsPNn8GAo2x7BC2TG-wk0ZOoocCGKwtHgOU_XHLVoQqdTwjCd8Kym8ltoQV-YMSlHgIlOGlvpqRBPyQnGQ_zyqs10Pcu5C-1dqu-m2ymp1QPk/w400-h225/20221230_153005.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">spre valea Pojorta si Muchia Hermeneasa<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Traseul continua pe versntul opus cautind Piriul Calului. Pornesc inapoi spre refugiul Zarna pina unde am citeva trepte de urcat.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisfb1WaEYFcBvmZscIwz912FvAtnIIWBDxrfwmMEflOdSUCBKXAopduo2P7Puv8CnGeg8Gymk-qNs9dT2PYQrMhX3hhuGQPWFOFLqm9nJLmuiwv4mst6BXbac7aC4ZCbD7kLKHAif_oq_3HtSa4LnfiUEeWk2SQVHtM5S_Cnv4OcghZr-Kf7MzCsTd/s2048/20221230_173859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisfb1WaEYFcBvmZscIwz912FvAtnIIWBDxrfwmMEflOdSUCBKXAopduo2P7Puv8CnGeg8Gymk-qNs9dT2PYQrMhX3hhuGQPWFOFLqm9nJLmuiwv4mst6BXbac7aC4ZCbD7kLKHAif_oq_3HtSa4LnfiUEeWk2SQVHtM5S_Cnv4OcghZr-Kf7MzCsTd/w400-h225/20221230_173859.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">napi, mamaliga, #bamba<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br /> Urmeaza sa pregatesc iar masa de seara si sa astept... Ochii mei cauta posibili alti turisti sau bikeri venind din Valea Zirnei. Urmeaza o prima noapte senina dupa care incepe iar vintul dupa miezul noptii. Am impresia ca nylonul din geam a fost smuls. Adorm greu cu astfel de concert muzical.</p><p><b>Ziua 5 Simbata 31 decembrie 2022</b></p><p>Pe la ora 6 sint trezit de alarma telefonului. Afara este vint si neguri acopera muntii din apropiere, Asra la vista baby! Ma bag iar la hibernat. Cel mai probabil ca daca nici la ora 9 nu se va lumina atunci voi lua traseul catre zona Urlea si Mosuleata. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX-aE7WpS3hBKr6NtGwXYF-J1l1guPptjyXPM4CmYNSHZh5vY7NuDgtGqmx_8TvOM8o6Lj4-IfE8BQRhbAy9EIIOxwNa9SpLEymMUIDNBFk7aIn12Nw8V3SOZHcAJo9YZZLdvvdpI7UdvhIR43Imzpfm5jQGUl0jtQtI_i_9wXPbsmcfkJwqXbs33C/s2048/20221231_112054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX-aE7WpS3hBKr6NtGwXYF-J1l1guPptjyXPM4CmYNSHZh5vY7NuDgtGqmx_8TvOM8o6Lj4-IfE8BQRhbAy9EIIOxwNa9SpLEymMUIDNBFk7aIn12Nw8V3SOZHcAJo9YZZLdvvdpI7UdvhIR43Imzpfm5jQGUl0jtQtI_i_9wXPbsmcfkJwqXbs33C/w400-h225/20221231_112054.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dupa ce maninc ceva frugal cu ceai de la termos ma hotarasc sa cobor spre Caldarea Urlea. A mai viscolit iar urmele au inceput sa se acopere. Traversarea vilcelului fara coltari a devenit periculoasa. Sint nevoit sa sap trepte si sa fac echilibru cu bocancii. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBcOMa4AHBTpCyzNt2X7IHY-6RD4zInEhgu9ZlBhZCIdOjOTqbioWjSr9dLigJiXGLSq7FC8T-YnNGPWbLXBq8iO7US4vIrttDfmPdXBIZW-S4AkAeASEI7rhTaSsKtmWxhr0txSgt00oTkaeHPJUBrw79-SK-jJ7hoiLUkrF-0ADP5DmqXfiJQmt1/s2048/20221231_121300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBcOMa4AHBTpCyzNt2X7IHY-6RD4zInEhgu9ZlBhZCIdOjOTqbioWjSr9dLigJiXGLSq7FC8T-YnNGPWbLXBq8iO7US4vIrttDfmPdXBIZW-S4AkAeASEI7rhTaSsKtmWxhr0txSgt00oTkaeHPJUBrw79-SK-jJ7hoiLUkrF-0ADP5DmqXfiJQmt1/w400-h225/20221231_121300.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Treptat cerul se mai lumineaza insa vintul sus pe creasta se aude suierind. Am motive sa fiuuneori suparat din pricina deciziei luate . Poposesc pe piriul urlea de unde nu as mai pleca.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVwDdrhsBtdfoIiGJKulVRxWGwHiXb77LZwclUUQZSrWzN03aLiYnNBt--laGHLDnBumrH8mtQyMqCdx931om6TmjMXRAFHB0gGOruzPMkfLTUDBBB3mRCJvjDCKs98u2sLHtTCeHRftXmrmqzqY_IEloPmlJvOsLL3NP6dfnvRz03Q7Uns07n-4c8/s2576/20221231_121832.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVwDdrhsBtdfoIiGJKulVRxWGwHiXb77LZwclUUQZSrWzN03aLiYnNBt--laGHLDnBumrH8mtQyMqCdx931om6TmjMXRAFHB0gGOruzPMkfLTUDBBB3mRCJvjDCKs98u2sLHtTCeHRftXmrmqzqY_IEloPmlJvOsLL3NP6dfnvRz03Q7Uns07n-4c8/w400-h300/20221231_121832.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Undeva sus pe o coama sta o capra neagra si fluiera rar. Dupa ce ma racesc, imi iau trolerul la spate si incep sa urc pe niste serpentine imaginare cautind iarba. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW-S3wQ59htpIYb8roCBtcCC2tOmrMWBX_Gpygg7c_ANL-zAfvK7Gic6Xb2HDauz37Aq4mrZPUhQzzZBvHrSPuN-sLYmhL6yI1li5_3xhb5z8kB_zL92S-gBEY43Nu-0vmzjwB3cANpcT_1W6QFEu6oIM67B2s9OzXAVuXVA1DdWNiGJ0_8XkN-vVL/s2048/20221231_130330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW-S3wQ59htpIYb8roCBtcCC2tOmrMWBX_Gpygg7c_ANL-zAfvK7Gic6Xb2HDauz37Aq4mrZPUhQzzZBvHrSPuN-sLYmhL6yI1li5_3xhb5z8kB_zL92S-gBEY43Nu-0vmzjwB3cANpcT_1W6QFEu6oIM67B2s9OzXAVuXVA1DdWNiGJ0_8XkN-vVL/w400-h225/20221231_130330.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Zapada este bine inmuiata. Citiva stilpi ma ajuta la orientare pina sosesc in Piriul Calului. Aici valea este plina cu zapada mai ales pe versantul pe care merg eu. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH-ieMzXjLmVYurub08rYNwF7SyQxFwipYQamLT1hJ5dQYnMrA3HiYri9_EjFijZ67QQHKyPyV5b8zBRMzGsBrhS4wzsoYJR3JGQIgXSaDgIyatuObU9DI0OFa0V2PygsVc-yoYMIkQ6xpSEEPnCPztO6BHpUBhsi4uiFUprhtAF9lez6CGjq34a-H/s2048/20221231_134015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH-ieMzXjLmVYurub08rYNwF7SyQxFwipYQamLT1hJ5dQYnMrA3HiYri9_EjFijZ67QQHKyPyV5b8zBRMzGsBrhS4wzsoYJR3JGQIgXSaDgIyatuObU9DI0OFa0V2PygsVc-yoYMIkQ6xpSEEPnCPztO6BHpUBhsi4uiFUprhtAF9lez6CGjq34a-H/w400-h225/20221231_134015.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Important este ca nu ma afund si ma pot deplasa usor. Odata cu cresterea inaltimii spre Saua Mosului vintul se inaspreste. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5m9f1U_QIaiFY0ChHZD5oPpjj3pP4RpjjwyTrIvN1PznFwznQC6wqhEqy1-3gPDcNswO3C1cq_Zw9d6AwYlbc7B36z2FuyC0Lz4UYY0Y7GsJrYFegZfqiCFn9zkTPfxOGEF1AfFtO5uKdnRC5aeMiHhgzCqLYOEUWV8Erp9pRogTLzmyUChLrTRNZ/s2048/20221231_140031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5m9f1U_QIaiFY0ChHZD5oPpjj3pP4RpjjwyTrIvN1PznFwznQC6wqhEqy1-3gPDcNswO3C1cq_Zw9d6AwYlbc7B36z2FuyC0Lz4UYY0Y7GsJrYFegZfqiCFn9zkTPfxOGEF1AfFtO5uKdnRC5aeMiHhgzCqLYOEUWV8Erp9pRogTLzmyUChLrTRNZ/w400-h225/20221231_140031.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Iata Vf Mosului si pe platoul din stinga este Refugiul Mosuleata<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Stilpii de marcaj din muchia principala sint tot mai aproape. Urlu de bucurie insa deodata ma impacientez fiindca nu gasesc coborirea spre fosta cabana Urlea. Ah, si trebuie sa imi leg coltarii pe urmatoarea coborire. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxeLg5NKNj98KyQFZFY5onW9pClbL6KZG2tRqw_Z40xKiArv1w9DASU8DOYcjWVOmDOJJN6ixvbBgeLUGWWv4B_gjBR4zHLrAv6vMo8rc0MUjPG8E6neO9AiwJ25rBETdQWMLzZnr-OWMIYvFX5cTUSGoWlTCWAg4T8oniTRKvXEKvazMyJl6YbEWy/s2048/20221231_143958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxeLg5NKNj98KyQFZFY5onW9pClbL6KZG2tRqw_Z40xKiArv1w9DASU8DOYcjWVOmDOJJN6ixvbBgeLUGWWv4B_gjBR4zHLrAv6vMo8rc0MUjPG8E6neO9AiwJ25rBETdQWMLzZnr-OWMIYvFX5cTUSGoWlTCWAg4T8oniTRKvXEKvazMyJl6YbEWy/w400-h225/20221231_143958.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cine a marcat acest sector de a omis punctul de coborire? Deodata imi trece prin cap sa urc prin vint pina pe Vf Mosului de unde probabil as putea cobori spre refugiu. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEGnLujBlWI0QZX8E2NXlTaYiHnmyEc3tDjIakMtSoZzLfMfAuZ-jYnMWJJ1lsgHObqDb2qH6K3WEmhTW7iIdQDNpaHkH_-Dr2j6OeLQKnurQLc-AYBei72uL3ZVZlR_aacwmg8pXIHhPxzg6cRbnXGuel5yVmC61pdp866oBrNL810zmKZYeCqUlT/s2048/20221231_145603.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEGnLujBlWI0QZX8E2NXlTaYiHnmyEc3tDjIakMtSoZzLfMfAuZ-jYnMWJJ1lsgHObqDb2qH6K3WEmhTW7iIdQDNpaHkH_-Dr2j6OeLQKnurQLc-AYBei72uL3ZVZlR_aacwmg8pXIHhPxzg6cRbnXGuel5yVmC61pdp866oBrNL810zmKZYeCqUlT/w400-h225/20221231_145603.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Gasesc 2 urme deci cineva a trecut pe aici de curind. De pe virf se coboara usor pe niste pante cam abrupte si in scurt timp sosesc la Refugiul Mosului. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0IVkhRlSgr16DpD-acwnsMa9qSW5rYHEtHdDY44EEzdL8xWuGI730j2iowGsggobzyTNT6qBLC2o_liYy529E83pwwm9ocCLhvZk2FMbY4G-_b7XHEaPmZ5WK1XZ242KvT4nSUr_6flGG-WVXbpxSEaIyZ0xoTZ8EAIIXvOM6Q7OLcxRLrB2dotvX/s2048/20221231_145618.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0IVkhRlSgr16DpD-acwnsMa9qSW5rYHEtHdDY44EEzdL8xWuGI730j2iowGsggobzyTNT6qBLC2o_liYy529E83pwwm9ocCLhvZk2FMbY4G-_b7XHEaPmZ5WK1XZ242KvT4nSUr_6flGG-WVXbpxSEaIyZ0xoTZ8EAIIXvOM6Q7OLcxRLrB2dotvX/w400-h225/20221231_145618.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Vintul este constant. Inauntru este cam inghesuit, 2 saci cu gunoi si niste panouri de policarbonat care folosesc drept prici. Cam murdare, cu noroi. Izolatia este rupta iar cosul nu are protectia de ploaie. Imi las bagajul si plec pe marcaj spre Cabana Urlea. Merg pe urmele vechi ale unor turisti. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXVLzLqmK6PH00I79I3qIaMMn_mii5hXNZJz3-wj6gaodt18KpQGvsgn_S7UiiFTTIysuYyWT2-nOM5vZ4SJbGj12Q86LazL3GsSrItrmuJZ7e3QdW75cGzuKhBUdu0ioUbcUXVnfktZAH1xJO_NiZUz9kwTLH5260zLySPBZ-_ka9v0Nw_rWJH4yD/s2048/20221231_155904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXVLzLqmK6PH00I79I3qIaMMn_mii5hXNZJz3-wj6gaodt18KpQGvsgn_S7UiiFTTIysuYyWT2-nOM5vZ4SJbGj12Q86LazL3GsSrItrmuJZ7e3QdW75cGzuKhBUdu0ioUbcUXVnfktZAH1xJO_NiZUz9kwTLH5260zLySPBZ-_ka9v0Nw_rWJH4yD/w400-h225/20221231_155904.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">vedere spre Muchia Brezei<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Daca pe 1 ianurie va fi vreme buna dimineata as putea sa fac o excursie pina pe vf Urlea la o panorama. Urmeaza o seara cu vint dar inca senina pina la ora 23. Citeva petarde mici nu fac fata zgomotului facut de vint. Toata seara ascult la radio anecdote si colinde. La miezul noptii ies afara, urlu putin catre vint ca sa risipeasca ceata dar faca efect.<p></p><p><b>Ziua 6, Duminica 1 ianuarie 2023</b></p><p>Odata cu ivirea zorilor ma trezesc si eu. Afara s-a mai incalzit iar muntele are blana de leopard! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKoaLIeB5jueZAmUQJF5O6aaqYnXvhz2Qtihhj3zDdm6jiHfA3V2ZXUv7mRWWTiiFOw-jpdP4G6OABoWi9weAxQQy5HYUs8BeC7BhC9cf5Tf3CqNwplG5LiYGWlMPJFtK5Nt3114-bUfazFcm2zJJnG3ZE9wQHbZ0le1fajwuLKoc2DoHRcbzfIT5P/s2048/20230101_085143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKoaLIeB5jueZAmUQJF5O6aaqYnXvhz2Qtihhj3zDdm6jiHfA3V2ZXUv7mRWWTiiFOw-jpdP4G6OABoWi9weAxQQy5HYUs8BeC7BhC9cf5Tf3CqNwplG5LiYGWlMPJFtK5Nt3114-bUfazFcm2zJJnG3ZE9wQHbZ0le1fajwuLKoc2DoHRcbzfIT5P/w400-h225/20230101_085143.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Spre vale s-a luminat. Gata, maninc citeva felii de piine cu humus si ou si o intint la vale prin flescaiala.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdPJ1JFV5_8MCUR1hS9kUUiwGsGAGWq1-X-HxkhbtfVzIgSsxEkEDnq0n4BHWtNSZiEbJiqpgypS1R8AWl5K7zvZVTg_SON_eWsPhN_Cb9V0Kfcfj16z48XfnDbxec-WeN_oTMw9_1-kR37KHaMfWxxz51jXpaw6Khh2tA7tp36PndIB0p4R9jc_Ws/s2048/20230101_090128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdPJ1JFV5_8MCUR1hS9kUUiwGsGAGWq1-X-HxkhbtfVzIgSsxEkEDnq0n4BHWtNSZiEbJiqpgypS1R8AWl5K7zvZVTg_SON_eWsPhN_Cb9V0Kfcfj16z48XfnDbxec-WeN_oTMw9_1-kR37KHaMfWxxz51jXpaw6Khh2tA7tp36PndIB0p4R9jc_Ws/w400-h225/20230101_090128.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Este foarte cald si ma incalzesc repede. Citeva boabe de afine si merisor imi da o stare de bine. Multe zone sint alunecoase fapt ce ma fac mai prudent. Jnepenii taiati in dreptul potecii bine intretinute ajuta totusi la echilibru.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXU5JaKGqEHwwd0AwbUhHgDRNsyNP8lmo7hSuCHDv3fOlVCIsXxV2KLp8a4kxmYGcNey3mZ5pWwmJKBRTjPZMY1kTx9kqn2u8JwsOpObh8k_9ksTEGL2tN_PQGQ9qTOUBhGST-gv_lW-f4mKSJ_0MOKFTWKjduBQcEmuc8T16sUcL26zLbpac-RPBa/s2048/20230101_093658.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXU5JaKGqEHwwd0AwbUhHgDRNsyNP8lmo7hSuCHDv3fOlVCIsXxV2KLp8a4kxmYGcNey3mZ5pWwmJKBRTjPZMY1kTx9kqn2u8JwsOpObh8k_9ksTEGL2tN_PQGQ9qTOUBhGST-gv_lW-f4mKSJ_0MOKFTWKjduBQcEmuc8T16sUcL26zLbpac-RPBa/w400-h225/20230101_093658.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Dupa aproape 1 ora de coborire destul de rapida poposesc in poiana fostei cabane Urlea unde a ramas doar o platforma. Undeva in valea Brezcioara se aude muzica. Ma dezbrac de jacheta si manusi si dupa 1mar cu biscuite pornesc abrupt spre Valea Pojortei, traseu pe care l-am urcat in mai 1999 si coborit in oct 2009 cu Darky. Dupa aproape 30min tensionate sosesc la firul apei involburate. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdIOQw0QYZZjTwcQp3N6btRZIteWB2Jp1Ti7EI_i6bhr1T8_dSzeuuu45ceFisUltWDlM5C_xQs-A6319_tYSTUDzNSvgO2TKLN7Fr94XetjcmYbNF3AesqHvehKnKURwxgfHChHtU3JZ9PfpaqjDYIBBz2rRtN-aGGaBxGpIXwHfGrZ4UuGdGF1C9/s2048/20230101_104002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdIOQw0QYZZjTwcQp3N6btRZIteWB2Jp1Ti7EI_i6bhr1T8_dSzeuuu45ceFisUltWDlM5C_xQs-A6319_tYSTUDzNSvgO2TKLN7Fr94XetjcmYbNF3AesqHvehKnKURwxgfHChHtU3JZ9PfpaqjDYIBBz2rRtN-aGGaBxGpIXwHfGrZ4UuGdGF1C9/w400-h225/20230101_104002.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Acolo ma asteptam sa gasesc destul de repede un drum forestier insa am avut un traseu cu multe urcari si coboriri, 2 zone cu lanturi, cimpuri cu lastaris de mur, ceva busteni de sarit, pietre pe care puteai face spagatul si noroaie. Ma felicit ca nu am urmat firul vaii de sus de la refugiul Zirna. Poteca trece pe linga crucea lui Costica Dragomir, cabanierul de la Urlea, decedat in nov2009. Sosesc la un vechi drum de tractor, rupt de ape in unele locuri si pe care au inceput sa creasca pomi. Drumul trece pe linga un baraj apoi pe linga pensiuni si o fosta tabara. La intrarea in sat, la asfalt, primaria a fixat 2 brazi mari . Aici ma schimb in adidasi si incep a marsalui spre halta Voila, cale de circa 15km. Vremea s-a imbunatatit si pe creasta. In urmatorul sat, Voivodeni, cam la 10km de tren, un logan incetineste si se ofera sa ma ajute. Desi au bagaje, schiuri si clapari, insista sa ma transporte pina la tren. Este Mihai Stroia, tatal tinarului alergator Alexandro si Lavinia Sulea, 2 suflete care tin in viata si au proiecte marete in cadrul Asociatiei Montane Carpati. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp5a6-7w7-ABr0ASSUxLmG2mbXY0AM2CDZHICY2wccfbCbQ5C3CnBlpJRAuJ_7IL5OOTDAOOKGwdC3aPrWFlfzD1fVW5o4cwXyaSbUT0fzXKefhH0YBZ5ho6UnMZoZ1yVmN-dpg5qivIqTNV3HGczwdHIRovRP_IioznzUAg2ZD57h9YqItFeZgWTi/s2048/20230101_161151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp5a6-7w7-ABr0ASSUxLmG2mbXY0AM2CDZHICY2wccfbCbQ5C3CnBlpJRAuJ_7IL5OOTDAOOKGwdC3aPrWFlfzD1fVW5o4cwXyaSbUT0fzXKefhH0YBZ5ho6UnMZoZ1yVmN-dpg5qivIqTNV3HGczwdHIRovRP_IioznzUAg2ZD57h9YqItFeZgWTi/w400-h225/20230101_161151.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Astfel, prin bunavointa lor, in citeva minute sosesc a gara Fagaras unde ai am de lenevit la soare timp de aproape 2 ore. Dupa o calatorie lunga cu conexiune in Brasov, sosesc la destinatia mea Ploiesti. Biletul de la Fagaras pina acasa m-a costat 34Lei.<br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Album foto <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/jt7rHgpLrASx4w2r7" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/jt7rHgpLrASx4w2r7</a><br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p>
Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0Voivodeni 547650, Romania46.7048038 24.625692818.394569963821155 -10.5305572 75.015037636178846 59.781942799999996tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-24111716129672832032022-02-12T13:23:00.044+02:002023-01-07T22:50:43.575+02:00Piatra Craiului-Turnu-Ascutit-Padinile Frumoase-V Brusturet-V Cheia-Prapastii 12feb2022<p> </p><div data-contents="true"><div class="bi6gxh9e" data-block="true" data-editor="3aifb" data-offset-key="5f44-0-0"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="5f44-0-0"><span data-offset-key="5f44-0-0"><span data-text="true">Salutare</span></span></div></div><div class="bi6gxh9e" data-block="true" data-editor="3aifb" data-offset-key="cb66d-0-0"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="cb66d-0-0"><span data-offset-key="cb66d-0-0"><span data-text="true">Ieri pe 12 feb 2022 impreuna cu Goran(Croatia), Andi Eremie, Rebeca Popescu, Dragos Sararu am urcat traseul clasic Botorog- Curmatura-Turnul-Ascutit-Padinile Frumoase(pina la iesirea din vilcel a marcajului TA)- salbatica Padina a Vaii Brusturelui-V Cheia-Poiana de pe traseul comun TG-TA spre Cab Curmatura-drum forestier folosit iarna pt aprovizionarea cabanei-Prapastii-Botorog,</span></span></div></div><div class="bi6gxh9e" data-block="true" data-editor="3aifb" data-offset-key="b4739-0-0"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="b4739-0-0"><span data-offset-key="b4739-0-0"><span data-text="true">Lungime 16km, +1550m, -1550m, timp cu pauze 10h20</span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="b4739-0-0"><span data-offset-key="b4739-0-0"><span data-text="true"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJe-RbwQeT6pZ8QdNEScDQGpNFsxdMb0KuVV8tI1_pkkZCEPRqdEK68TU9y2S9mPOAEVBnZeyfF80DijVjPlk2f1bRomUU5c9qk5irclSrKXWhNqmWnMkcsqggIf17idW9bytK0ho4rVmxj0Mu0qqFdcPphh33p9yDnM1n4rLydCFaNp25Pb54pJcc/s2048/20220212_125400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJe-RbwQeT6pZ8QdNEScDQGpNFsxdMb0KuVV8tI1_pkkZCEPRqdEK68TU9y2S9mPOAEVBnZeyfF80DijVjPlk2f1bRomUU5c9qk5irclSrKXWhNqmWnMkcsqggIf17idW9bytK0ho4rVmxj0Mu0qqFdcPphh33p9yDnM1n4rLydCFaNp25Pb54pJcc/w400-h225/20220212_125400.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> </span></span></div></div><div class="bi6gxh9e" data-block="true" data-editor="3aifb" data-offset-key="6b370-0-0"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="6b370-0-0"><span data-offset-key="6b370-0-0"><span data-text="true">Traseul a fost deschis iar pina pe vf Ascutit nu am folosit coltarii. Vintul ne-a luat in primire pe vf Turnu(cca 20kmh dar suficient sa ne inghete). Coborirea pe </span></span><span><span data-offset-key="6b370-1-0"><span data-text="true">Padinile</span></span></span><span data-offset-key="6b370-2-0"><span data-text="true"> Frumoase am facut-o pe coltari. </span></span></div></div><div class="bi6gxh9e" data-block="true" data-editor="3aifb" data-offset-key="5nbim-0-0"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="5nbim-0-0"><span data-offset-key="5nbim-0-0"><span data-text="true">Noi am continuat pe vilcel in jos intrind in zona cu citeva saritori a Vaii Brusturetului. Zapada mare si pomii doboriti de furtuni ne-au ingreunat traseul. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAa98Qcsvfm9emMmTkdPp4Ix9ednYF0eF9ROjgH62zplnQ_yNgdYeb4IvjiQOkEYdHx481uXmNKExLfxuTmy7wNA2WT6xZMijd1KydXa8c7Vfg5I_cdL_IjWbfVe0nJ9sMJ4U4mz5RBhH7XJvYZRIqEPFH7E7W_1HpK-o06R-a11R46tD3VDwKvx41/s2000/IMG-20220213-WA0152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAa98Qcsvfm9emMmTkdPp4Ix9ednYF0eF9ROjgH62zplnQ_yNgdYeb4IvjiQOkEYdHx481uXmNKExLfxuTmy7wNA2WT6xZMijd1KydXa8c7Vfg5I_cdL_IjWbfVe0nJ9sMJ4U4mz5RBhH7XJvYZRIqEPFH7E7W_1HpK-o06R-a11R46tD3VDwKvx41/w400-h300/IMG-20220213-WA0152.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Echipa s-a descurcat de minune in aceasta jungla. </span></span></div></div><div class="bi6gxh9e" data-block="true" data-editor="3aifb" data-offset-key="62ifo-0-0"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="62ifo-0-0"><span data-offset-key="62ifo-0-0"><span data-text="true">Recomand explorarea doar celor cu psihic bun dupa efortul facut pe creasta, dar mult mai usor pe poteca deja facuta si marcata spre Cab Curmatura. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtN6jNyslMNqurfdY4OnZRPSeyp3d21xBgZPmtVuszL8Dl9fVALyT3YKl-Wq6xnSXnPCRu_qS26_3-iRgTaiw-HuHLb8tMgi8nt4FqI5KVtBfDWer5VqfMn7nuaWrud59m3LtnsOKvftz_MVIV2gnheTSxRpq_Ysh-j7iVsdCn3CDJ3n_q3qofjS9B/s2048/20220212_154304.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtN6jNyslMNqurfdY4OnZRPSeyp3d21xBgZPmtVuszL8Dl9fVALyT3YKl-Wq6xnSXnPCRu_qS26_3-iRgTaiw-HuHLb8tMgi8nt4FqI5KVtBfDWer5VqfMn7nuaWrud59m3LtnsOKvftz_MVIV2gnheTSxRpq_Ysh-j7iVsdCn3CDJ3n_q3qofjS9B/w400-h225/20220212_154304.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Curind sosim la un piriu pe marginea caruia este un drumeag de caruta. Iesim in niste chei ale Vaii Cheii si in scurt timp intersectam drumul de aprovizionare a cabanei Curmatura. De aici vom parcurge Prapastiile Zarnestilor cu usor alunecus unde primesc o trinta!<br /></span></span></div></div><div class="bi6gxh9e" data-block="true" data-editor="3aifb" data-offset-key="t8l0-0-0"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="t8l0-0-0"><span data-offset-key="t8l0-0-0"><span data-text="true">Ca si timp noi am facut putin sub 4h de la Ascutit la Botorog. Lumina lunii ne-a tinut frontala in buzunar prin minunatele Prapastii. Traseul se gaseste pe Strava. </span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="t8l0-0-0"><span data-offset-key="t8l0-0-0"><span data-text="true"> </span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="t8l0-0-0"><span data-offset-key="t8l0-0-0"><span data-text="true">Album foto <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/pNuPDAYAurPn48Bn8" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/pNuPDAYAurPn48Bn8</a> <br /></span></span></div></div></div>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0Zărnești, Romania45.5606505 25.32201917.250416663821156 -9.8342309999999991 73.870884336178847 60.478269tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-70722596821906903662022-02-05T22:42:00.000+02:002023-01-07T22:51:51.010+02:00Piatra Craiului-Piatra Mica 5 feb 2022<p> Este vineri seara si primesc un telefon. Este Dragos Cosmin si ne lungim peste o ora. Pe la 11 seara inchidem conversatia. Ok, daca mergi la alergat duminica, as putea veni si eu, ii raspund. Apoi merg sa-mi periez dintii si ii mai scriu ceva. Daca vrei miine sa alergi, sint deschis. </p><p>Hai cu mine in PIATRA MICA...ufff, stam peste un ceas la telefon si ma convingi cu un mesaj? Te astept la 7. Apoi alerg sa-mi fac rucsacul care tocmai fusese golit din excursia de pe Creasta Sudica.</p><p><b>Simbata 5 feb2022</b>, dimineata la 6 fac ceai la termos si vreo 3 sandvisuri. Arunc citeva masline intr-o cutiuta, un mar si o portocala, apoi la 7 pornim in lungul drum spre Zarnesti. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjAvviEGNi3qDP0CKz_S2JbMYTm3QkGAHvStT1l3RjhaBNGEkElQHQPaz0vmfpgxPQd1f0tJWGwVkoXbKf4XTSbf56qWleqBath7MgILiD0LLZnLSSmrkYJFis8W6G_VLmMOBq7Fs4v8JimomffzpEg09rs0XQrTlDuJ51_W3EFHndpS5HyDiFfDUYc=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjAvviEGNi3qDP0CKz_S2JbMYTm3QkGAHvStT1l3RjhaBNGEkElQHQPaz0vmfpgxPQd1f0tJWGwVkoXbKf4XTSbf56qWleqBath7MgILiD0LLZnLSSmrkYJFis8W6G_VLmMOBq7Fs4v8JimomffzpEg09rs0XQrTlDuJ51_W3EFHndpS5HyDiFfDUYc=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Vremea e senina si usor negativa temperatura. Alimentam cu ceva motorina scumpita la vreo 6,70Lei si intram in traficul tot mai intens. Microbuze cu turisti dau navala spre munti acum la 2 zile de la viscol.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiul5T1ZEXIQzhQz123_WR-LV91kcb1rN2uhH06KC2jVdABcsmSwiIf6HL5gCc4cgnr_OeSlb2o9DFjlxhxs2jDD4ZHihEc8Z54yRhjjczjPvU85ThautoOUirpGjQSBQ46U0ZCemABxnXEy9Pl0dYQXEIHPrjzHEQ_5ADYwmXT65cliJdvgYaMPGzH=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiul5T1ZEXIQzhQz123_WR-LV91kcb1rN2uhH06KC2jVdABcsmSwiIf6HL5gCc4cgnr_OeSlb2o9DFjlxhxs2jDD4ZHihEc8Z54yRhjjczjPvU85ThautoOUirpGjQSBQ46U0ZCemABxnXEy9Pl0dYQXEIHPrjzHEQ_5ADYwmXT65cliJdvgYaMPGzH=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Ora 9 parcam la Botorog alaturi de alti multi turisti care se zoresc sa plece spre Curmatura. Dam drumul la cronometru desi ii zic lui Dragos ca vreau sa ma relaxez. Ne simtim prinsi in cursa si depasim cam tot ce se poate. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg3NaKegCkjj5iuGr3Sug6lNMgIvMsS1q5alA_PLgv2eoFlFuEVQfupxgONZ5k_FR4-EuXSRf6pVikR44jeypWb6DSJh_Lx4vKEgt_AxCPKxY3VpxAN5U87d08I9DnfEecy8X5hkn5iaejGzJhxtBy6iOIreI8XIcAH8ltg-XjYrhFYbD_9gg0zMrtL=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg3NaKegCkjj5iuGr3Sug6lNMgIvMsS1q5alA_PLgv2eoFlFuEVQfupxgONZ5k_FR4-EuXSRf6pVikR44jeypWb6DSJh_Lx4vKEgt_AxCPKxY3VpxAN5U87d08I9DnfEecy8X5hkn5iaejGzJhxtBy6iOIreI8XIcAH8ltg-XjYrhFYbD_9gg0zMrtL=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Unii urca cu gherute. Impingem din bete, mai dam jos din haine si la nici o ora sosim in Poiana Zanoaga de unde prindem putin zona de creasta intrucit sint inca nori. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhMBanu0CDHY96bfGA36P0VheGPIowdi2GlyjLq9kRhAbC8EPHWI7SPXnUX4kLIbkXxpAN9rAFiV1NonVSfJsaE7AwfyxuNiLs1FXqFMwbSjLpjr4cR1QhK5Tuih4sY559cpnGLZi9C65mxrwjsmFe-tfqOEDvu-65gVRzEmE1AflsJKYT72kRzJSsj=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhMBanu0CDHY96bfGA36P0VheGPIowdi2GlyjLq9kRhAbC8EPHWI7SPXnUX4kLIbkXxpAN9rAFiV1NonVSfJsaE7AwfyxuNiLs1FXqFMwbSjLpjr4cR1QhK5Tuih4sY559cpnGLZi9C65mxrwjsmFe-tfqOEDvu-65gVRzEmE1AflsJKYT72kRzJSsj=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Renunt la ideea de a urca direct catre Piatra Mica si ne indreptam spre Cabana Curmatura. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9Tikl7ZoO_4FgIm1Ho1ElA8SVzdMclKG2Mv7KjzRXo-FKGkLpyUpNu-8rzBKM4gz2T79kSZczvsgwf_J0o6H04ceT0-bEJrr3k2ZM7XCiXwsQFZy8aK--tSxs4WN-K0TXq5_DIijmUG8fPWvvWHDQhWo17sdeLp33Pne9iZttggTuMzs9mxA5MNsn=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9Tikl7ZoO_4FgIm1Ho1ElA8SVzdMclKG2Mv7KjzRXo-FKGkLpyUpNu-8rzBKM4gz2T79kSZczvsgwf_J0o6H04ceT0-bEJrr3k2ZM7XCiXwsQFZy8aK--tSxs4WN-K0TXq5_DIijmUG8fPWvvWHDQhWo17sdeLp33Pne9iZttggTuMzs9mxA5MNsn=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dupa 1h30 de la Botorog poposim pe terasa cabanei unde ciorba de varza este aproape gata. Incep sa apara tot mai multi turisti. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj3RDZBwvQLHryQrGFC7YNa9s29uCL05pAd_HBh25JmhD1qR5mcyH_-AP59aL5U6bevBF-ZGVg6xipMD8KEI5DkeORkq7BNU4rn9Pe-gtTrBPtuUCEfibtgU88lmnB18WDl1oblcA5p8-Hh29dgMxCxpIPaavl9P4N2EYKTt8pAFu_gYyslxmLSPaMO=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj3RDZBwvQLHryQrGFC7YNa9s29uCL05pAd_HBh25JmhD1qR5mcyH_-AP59aL5U6bevBF-ZGVg6xipMD8KEI5DkeORkq7BNU4rn9Pe-gtTrBPtuUCEfibtgU88lmnB18WDl1oblcA5p8-Hh29dgMxCxpIPaavl9P4N2EYKTt8pAFu_gYyslxmLSPaMO=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Multi isi pun hamurile, coltarii, castile si pornesc spre Turnu si Ascutit pentru a dormi acolo. Zapada este maricica insa avem avantajul unei poteci. Am stat la soare cit timp am servit ciorba de la ora 11. Nu imi place fiindca se serveste in vase de unica folosinta. Deci lipseste protectia mediului. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgsamjutD0e9NBtV6hAhXgW4pgJ_r8hEp27W7tfjik-9FQAA7GEqJcgvV4Tm-DZhz39KBF8pi80EhJN72D87etWA2DJLGPx64hFU5usRVmdsJgbgPdVeQP-Kvy1YgeENfrAAAb5G-mBveUMBxw9bYgVdT9meFws2GtiM28uKNaK_0IpIsjlchhTv7Oh=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgsamjutD0e9NBtV6hAhXgW4pgJ_r8hEp27W7tfjik-9FQAA7GEqJcgvV4Tm-DZhz39KBF8pi80EhJN72D87etWA2DJLGPx64hFU5usRVmdsJgbgPdVeQP-Kvy1YgeENfrAAAb5G-mBveUMBxw9bYgVdT9meFws2GtiM28uKNaK_0IpIsjlchhTv7Oh=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />In saua Crapaturii admiram Antena Acului Crapaturii apoi incepem a urca pe punct albastru spre abruptul Pietrei Mici.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjii7CBLRg4MYpgbI33YwvezgIE3dgt95nwJHtD8wvs0FthrO1fbdT5NdyOsbczR8vhQBCcnoSeUw6sykUzxnW8ZdD3Kdr4_WCTox-CH0G3pCTCKwatuvNL_beKb6elTuS1MauHADMpPj5URldJ3NelcyYWJ5KQ5QkO7RFuu3XbvqanmggSnrTZG59a=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Alte grupuri urca incet spre Cruce. Ii felicitam! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgg-hhGilCoD6n9aenIcUF7f2oPignmOMdN9to2lHoj8q16iwp1Q2CFMmcmV2Ng9H9q57m3SK3oKgoU0oxMatQNksyXhaAeUTsfPUNNagaKVGEfJuyeCoUyWpNNO212oq-SPIkpEbzyNGCQpZ8l_bW2QbVpSfYH-t8Kh7tXiE729E0qE-dRhVbY5XbI=s1600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgg-hhGilCoD6n9aenIcUF7f2oPignmOMdN9to2lHoj8q16iwp1Q2CFMmcmV2Ng9H9q57m3SK3oKgoU0oxMatQNksyXhaAeUTsfPUNNagaKVGEfJuyeCoUyWpNNO212oq-SPIkpEbzyNGCQpZ8l_bW2QbVpSfYH-t8Kh7tXiE729E0qE-dRhVbY5XbI=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />Ajunsi in Poiana la soare ne oprim si ne scoatem coltarii. Facem poza cu vulpea! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg6kDr6gOS9YN7K8mW1ND7TPH4o8IHWblBGXIuT31ePyEi2dNzbU7lsUhxwNSMXn041M13cjbMBayhKy52Fxi3U0HH1DrydZNey-9jF6PZ2N-kD-fioFBlHKWIXIwr82yqZsnVuW81pvtu_5WFQ5SV-21s1Rc67NmQGuVprPT_2qC5gosLGEosEGgLJ=s1600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg6kDr6gOS9YN7K8mW1ND7TPH4o8IHWblBGXIuT31ePyEi2dNzbU7lsUhxwNSMXn041M13cjbMBayhKy52Fxi3U0HH1DrydZNey-9jF6PZ2N-kD-fioFBlHKWIXIwr82yqZsnVuW81pvtu_5WFQ5SV-21s1Rc67NmQGuVprPT_2qC5gosLGEosEGgLJ=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />Ne hotarim sa mincam tocanita de la cabana, ocazie pe care o vom folosi si la coborirea pe punctul galben spre Prapastii. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZe744FEWXRxSYknPCqx3PlciiCf6cg_mVuBrYSDMI-qQrZsQX9excuZutmhmDa4Trq9BrCF6K0dXwtIys5jwWL6uWRCvtK2o8TCh2QJtEmunyf8-aV8bFwOEjOT8Sro1zhGxx9g7S6AKd94CGdDXqZvl75WMlJyFHccKVj-8WCd7M5Q4Vbc-vdw52=s1600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZe744FEWXRxSYknPCqx3PlciiCf6cg_mVuBrYSDMI-qQrZsQX9excuZutmhmDa4Trq9BrCF6K0dXwtIys5jwWL6uWRCvtK2o8TCh2QJtEmunyf8-aV8bFwOEjOT8Sro1zhGxx9g7S6AKd94CGdDXqZvl75WMlJyFHccKVj-8WCd7M5Q4Vbc-vdw52=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />Pina la drumul forestier facem cam o ora iar pina la Botorog inca vreo 45min. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgo_i47m6OkR19MaJPSaVz65cod5RfbA9Uha51CNlRkX6uUrEKi3c2l7MyKGpUJDZjFCSgtraITznRt1Lp5o6hu-hRcVUqDzzvKp-8KCp3jpYjkbhCeefwAfZ98m1kFksy8GH8uXh4ReeJaoOa6Hiai6UKNzJclR82deeDpgnQ5xw4l6oEFIIp5V2wB=s2048" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgo_i47m6OkR19MaJPSaVz65cod5RfbA9Uha51CNlRkX6uUrEKi3c2l7MyKGpUJDZjFCSgtraITznRt1Lp5o6hu-hRcVUqDzzvKp-8KCp3jpYjkbhCeefwAfZ98m1kFksy8GH8uXh4ReeJaoOa6Hiai6UKNzJclR82deeDpgnQ5xw4l6oEFIIp5V2wB=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Peretele Galbinarea<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Plecam pe lumina insa pe DN1 mergem destul de incet.<p></p><p>Multumesc Cosmin pentru invitatia la un traseu nou de lungime 16km in aproape 8h cu pauze incluse.<br /></p><p><b>Album foto</b> <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/Z1cmsnRxSoKdvFPZ6" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/Z1cmsnRxSoKdvFPZ6</a><br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0Zărnești, Romania45.5606505 25.32201917.250416663821156 -9.8342309999999991 73.870884336178847 60.478269tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-2352275755909383742022-02-03T13:44:00.022+02:002023-01-09T21:50:13.758+02:00Creasta Sudica 1-3 feb2022<p> </p><div dir="auto"><div class="ecm0bbzt hv4rvrfc ihqw7lf3 dati1w0a" data-ad-comet-preview="message" data-ad-preview="message" id="jsc_c_5ge"><div class="j83agx80 cbu4d94t ew0dbk1b irj2b8pg"><div class="qzhwtbm6 knvmm38d"><span class="d2edcug0 hpfvmrgz qv66sw1b c1et5uql lr9zc1uh a8c37x1j fe6kdd0r mau55g9w c8b282yb keod5gw0 nxhoafnm aigsh9s9 d3f4x2em iv3no6db jq4qci2q a3bd9o3v b1v8xokw oo9gr5id hzawbc8m" dir="auto"><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q"><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;">Piatra Craiului - Creasta Sudica</div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;">Impreuna cu prietenul Dan Oancea am parcurs traseul Zarnesti-Prapastii-Cheile Pisicii-Poiana Grind-Refugiul Funduri-Creasta Sudica-Ref Saua Grind-Piscu Baciului-Coltii Gainii-Ref Grind-Vladusca-Prapastii-Zarnesti </div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"> </div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><b>Albumul foto</b> <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/C26tgaZFjxeL3ixs7" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/C26tgaZFjxeL3ixs7</a> </div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"> </div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><b>Luni 31 ianuarie 2022</b> sosim pe la ora 14:15 in gara Zarnesti iar pina la Botorog ne deplasam cu un taxi(20 Lei). Continuam pe zapada prin Prapastii si Cheiele Pisicii iar intunericul ne prinde in zona Martoiu-Vladusca. Sosim la Izvor pe intuneric iar in stina Grind pe la ora 19. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA10qqjbxPkNQ1aCAUhLqVGgj96VjQDuyJzFMGgYQ_4XrDkUqFqUd0g5aDeEu5ypuaL9So8hUBD3C60W0LGAeFtFC82q3AlXTo8C0NQPqItyGu1M4Ekjd-Ln0NkJZbudrk94CssFmlf9HJn_nt_Q9iv1Y-sUmyJ10H2Yu6ENj6-fnRew_40kYxIwv9/s2048/20220201_090423.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA10qqjbxPkNQ1aCAUhLqVGgj96VjQDuyJzFMGgYQ_4XrDkUqFqUd0g5aDeEu5ypuaL9So8hUBD3C60W0LGAeFtFC82q3AlXTo8C0NQPqItyGu1M4Ekjd-Ln0NkJZbudrk94CssFmlf9HJn_nt_Q9iv1Y-sUmyJ10H2Yu6ENj6-fnRew_40kYxIwv9/w400-h225/20220201_090423.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Pina aici am avut sapate urme insa fara ele ne-am fi afundat cu putin deasupra gleznei. Peste noapte se lasa frigul in adapost(-6*C)</div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"> </div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><b>Marti 1 feb,</b> dimineata la 6 ma echipez si plec singur sa umplu cu apa 2 termosuri si un bidon. Este intuneric si frigulet. Cind se lumineaza pe la 7 sint deja inapoi. La ora 9 reusim sa ne urnim pe traseul nostru spre Poiana Lespezi si Poiana Funduri. Avem vreme senina si calda insa din Poiana Funduri(bif cu Brusturet) nu mai sint urme. Aici regret ca nu am luat rachetele. Sintem pe cont propriu, masini de spart urme. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglR5GAlSNAtxPjWGI7BPY2Tb2RIsCuwQpjnFr4lbhJNxBIHA-g-RTEQM5oCE4C_db3l7Lrkq4jUxo_-GhU9AVyuAuWB9IQUUKicqGJIKMO6TY7T84Rz2DIYXrGOfffrU4fva2wOpbKnLGfxUo6Doy3B0VNZ14RWb9zdtQWoBkDb1VkVET3hin-WP1H/s2048/20220201_124608.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglR5GAlSNAtxPjWGI7BPY2Tb2RIsCuwQpjnFr4lbhJNxBIHA-g-RTEQM5oCE4C_db3l7Lrkq4jUxo_-GhU9AVyuAuWB9IQUUKicqGJIKMO6TY7T84Rz2DIYXrGOfffrU4fva2wOpbKnLGfxUo6Doy3B0VNZ14RWb9zdtQWoBkDb1VkVET3hin-WP1H/w400-h225/20220201_124608.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Facem cu schimbul insa linia potecii turistice este greu de dibuit mai ales acum cu crengile plecate la pamint. La iesirea din padure inca sintem pe traseul cel bun. Traversam la stinga si de mai multe ori deviem de la marcaj. Gps-ul ne ajuta si ne mentinem in apropierea marcajului. Efortul trebuie dozat iar planul de a continua spre Piscu Baciului iese din program. Dupa 6 h de la plecarea din Poiana Grind sosim la refugiul Funduri bine inzapezit. Aici am petrecut singur vreo 2 revelioane. Sintem suparati fiindca marcajul pina aici nu este deloc clar pe timp de iarna. Curatam zapada din dreptul usii cu pioletii, miinile si picioarele iar dupa o scurta pauza pornim spre creasta dar fara bagaje. Panta accentuata si zapada peste genunchi. La ora 17:30 parasim creasta care, se pare ca prezinta conditii ideale de mers.</div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"> </div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><b>Miercuri 2 februarie</b></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;">6:15 ma trezesc pentru a face ceaiurile. Am avut conditii bune, usor sub zero grade. La ora 8 inchidem usa refugiului si plecam spre creasta pe urmele facute de cu seara. Urmam marcajul punct rosu, facind cu schimbul. Peisajul este de vis, o iarna autentica, nici prea greu dar nici usor. Vedem spre Iezer-Vf Rosu-Papusa si spre urlea insa spre Est, Bucegii sint invaluiti deseori in nori. Vintul ne aminteste ca el conduce mersul lucrurilor doar ca pe fetele estice sintem mai protejati. O capra neagra paste linistita petice de iarba undeva prin Poiana Inchisa. Efortul prin zapada si crestele aeriene ne supun unei ture atletice. Daca nu sosim la ref Saua Grindului la 12 maxim 12:30 atunci eu nu voi fi de acord sa continuam spre Ascutit. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvHLNhRUqmbIVAoo46TV9PPKXIj7q8l-9QPnXr8hHcxSDvQVE2fwM-V5hgvZOVft7-fNOxmrbXnXUL65VaWPPlyP6QHx4sHPD-299XyCMqrq3eBMpbs85XiCrLaQQF9D5Y6_W1NwCTckO-m3cfHUDp-V5RySFEVGh9P0yCG6uwfs7IBoRJu6eSsaS/s2048/20220202_093614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvHLNhRUqmbIVAoo46TV9PPKXIj7q8l-9QPnXr8hHcxSDvQVE2fwM-V5hgvZOVft7-fNOxmrbXnXUL65VaWPPlyP6QHx4sHPD-299XyCMqrq3eBMpbs85XiCrLaQQF9D5Y6_W1NwCTckO-m3cfHUDp-V5RySFEVGh9P0yCG6uwfs7IBoRJu6eSsaS/w400-h225/20220202_093614.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Timpul trece, pasajele expuse le trecem fiecare si la ora 13 poposim in Ref Grind iar dupa vreo 15 minute toata creasta dispare in ceata si vint. Nici macar nu gasim o fereastra de vreme mai buna pentru a urca pe Piscul Baciului. Hibernam si filmam soricelul care se catara pe rucsacul meu. Pina dimineata ascultam concertul vintului si viscolul. Temperatura -8*C in refugiu </div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><b> </b></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><b>Joi 3 februarie </b></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;">dimineata este viscol asa ca propun sa renuntam la Creasta Nordica. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWdX_VG6Ok50oUlWHihaqt03rZhwuqZdDE6WAEL1vhAJhxxLCATT6y1yusTg9KqR1huQigxy3Bozhf_niUvZ-MpzrJZ1dGtD1b6ozbn_ZvIRbgN-PdX37N2nFXaPpf7BTD4fPN1vMIrcezPahwy9Sna1JJG9_lBuFoX7yMv0ZDxZ97lX_AiCLBOkAc/s1599/IMG-20220203-WA0057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1599" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWdX_VG6Ok50oUlWHihaqt03rZhwuqZdDE6WAEL1vhAJhxxLCATT6y1yusTg9KqR1huQigxy3Bozhf_niUvZ-MpzrJZ1dGtD1b6ozbn_ZvIRbgN-PdX37N2nFXaPpf7BTD4fPN1vMIrcezPahwy9Sna1JJG9_lBuFoX7yMv0ZDxZ97lX_AiCLBOkAc/w400-h300/IMG-20220203-WA0057.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Este ceva normal. Am terminat ultimul plic de ceai si mai avem putina benzina(pentru un foc). Pe la ora 10:30 ne echipam, punem cagula si ochelarii de schi si iesim timid afara. Drumul pina pe vf La Om 2238m este un infern. Fiecare pas este calcat cu emotie fiindca nu distingem bine daca este aer, cornisa sau zapada stabila. Tinem muchia cea mai ascutita. Ochelarii doar protejeaza de vint insa nu vedem nimic prin ei iar fara ei ochiul sting ingheata. Lacrimez. La 11 sosim pe virf si facem poze asa cum putem. Imi este teama sa continuam spre Coltii Gainii pe acest viscol intrucit nu disting prea bine terenul. Dan incearca sa coboare primul iar eu aproape de el. Incerc sa urmaresc putin si traseul de pe gps. Ne mentinem deasupra prapastiei. Odata cu diminuarea inaltimii si aparitia primilor braduti prindem curaj iar vizibilitatea se imbunatateste. Dupa aproape 2km de pe virf si 2h de mers sosim la refugiul Grind vechi. Ninge linistit. Urmele vechi au fost acoperite. Poposim vreo 40min apoi continuam spre izvorul din Table. Padurea se regenereaza. In urma cu 20 de ani era foarte greu sa te orientezi pe aici. Jos prin poieni apar ceva urme de schi(pe drumul forestier). Alegem sa mergem tot drumul pe drum si intilnim utv de la Cabana Curmatura care urca cu saci de provizii. La ora 5 seara intram in orasul Zarnesti. Pentru vreo ora ne oprim la o autoservire(Pe insula) cu mincare buna. De aici pina la Brasov sintem dusi de Ovidiu, un prieten cu o casuta faina in Bran.</div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"> </div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;">Cam asa s-a vazut muntele <span><a class="oajrlxb2 g5ia77u1 qu0x051f esr5mh6w e9989ue4 r7d6kgcz rq0escxv nhd2j8a9 nc684nl6 p7hjln8o kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x jb3vyjys rz4wbd8a qt6c0cv9 a8nywdso i1ao9s8h esuyzwwr f1sip0of lzcic4wl gpro0wi8 py34i1dx" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohuXnRX5aTQ&fbclid=IwAR2ma00eViH1CyYB0-7Ho2L4DsPVWquMgELK8gn41fVoo6SPv8zRJDMI9r4" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" tabindex="0" target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohuXnRX5aTQ</a></span></div></div></span></div></div></div></div>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com2La Om, Romania45.5269454 25.211691917.216711563821157 -9.9445580999999983 73.837179236178855 60.367941900000005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-79704303734084765352021-11-27T18:39:00.036+02:002022-01-20T20:43:44.023+02:00MTB Ploiesti-Slanic-Cosminele-Ploiesti 86km 27nov2021<p> Se anunta o zi calduta asa ca dupa plimbarea pe bicicleta din urma cu 1 saptamina, ma decid sa trec putin mai spre estul judetului. La Slanic nu am mai pedalat demult(2014), asa ca imi este dor sa revad zona.</p><p>Plec relativ tirziu, pe la ora 10 si urmez DN1 pina la intrarea in padurea Paulesti unde se gasesc si vreo 3 lacuri pentru pescuit. In anii 1980 veneam aici ca la mare. Se facea plaja si baie iar cine dorea putea sa mai si pescuiasca. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiX-pDUB53L2v5D2qVlI3xDzb-7zgohaqtKuTBE2OrXe7pUdD8ZYwl8uvvo3Uqi2Qe2onGkBydM8MiAoKDpnQTsAvi-31wSUnNUWdjpmpTr2iJZ-f8pFpyWQcifSUT26yD1taHIbQlOJg0Z9Pz3pCC4WlM9fNY7fLQlCdb8D40RyRku16j3KKB-lcc1=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiX-pDUB53L2v5D2qVlI3xDzb-7zgohaqtKuTBE2OrXe7pUdD8ZYwl8uvvo3Uqi2Qe2onGkBydM8MiAoKDpnQTsAvi-31wSUnNUWdjpmpTr2iJZ-f8pFpyWQcifSUT26yD1taHIbQlOJg0Z9Pz3pCC4WlM9fNY7fLQlCdb8D40RyRku16j3KKB-lcc1=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Soseaua prin padure este recent asfaltata dar putin cam ingusta pentru a trece 2 masini pe sensuri diferite. Uneori macadaul este cam jos si nu iti doresti sa il cobori atunci cind un "sofer" te obliga sa ii faci loc. Cam in dreptul lacurilor pe partea stinga a soselei au aparut de citiva ani multe imobile. Urmeaza in 2km sa intru pe drumul judetean care leaga orasul Ploiesti de Slanic. Trec prin Gageni si apoi fac drepta spre Plopeni printr-o padure relaxanta si chiar in usoara coborire. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh4VdbjddOIZmNP4Z_KhgHfD3e6_yCN1Y9vzgPgjGU6zfTGuEKn4Yh_7VdKHo_v8kREUpPu_mZdcXv6mE91nesD55VVDVq0XZIDM-hbDJo_1d9xUUCdpSNbhb0wvj7gAxc6aGEXSlrsA9tdMelFqUoEs1jtmjmdUD0pQ4Ued54Ije6IOXLckm3ycDGB=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh4VdbjddOIZmNP4Z_KhgHfD3e6_yCN1Y9vzgPgjGU6zfTGuEKn4Yh_7VdKHo_v8kREUpPu_mZdcXv6mE91nesD55VVDVq0XZIDM-hbDJo_1d9xUUCdpSNbhb0wvj7gAxc6aGEXSlrsA9tdMelFqUoEs1jtmjmdUD0pQ4Ued54Ije6IOXLckm3ycDGB=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Orasul Plopeni pare destul de trist mai ales daca te gindesti ca Uzina Mecanica Plopeni este inchisa. Urmeaza intrarea pe drumul principal catre Dumbravesti-Malaiesti-Cotofenesti, comune situate pe drumul principal. Undeva pe dreapta se pot vizita niste ruine vechi(Castru roman) si Manastirea Malaiesti.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhWk9UZMyJAzs0oRNJw0JwadTzxsLWXdCpcrvOv4PetmHLqO4XEEQih49Kb29q_JosluTQ24OOhxdFzoFD_e_lVl35d2_bSQ5tm8y-xi6N7cf-OdaGaJr98VRVhfPE_abjj8IIyEpM1GfH_cmSE-BSCYwxDCJn2BEgZqB4_k3SwWXIiea_iblpRM9PT=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhWk9UZMyJAzs0oRNJw0JwadTzxsLWXdCpcrvOv4PetmHLqO4XEEQih49Kb29q_JosluTQ24OOhxdFzoFD_e_lVl35d2_bSQ5tm8y-xi6N7cf-OdaGaJr98VRVhfPE_abjj8IIyEpM1GfH_cmSE-BSCYwxDCJn2BEgZqB4_k3SwWXIiea_iblpRM9PT=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Pe la Vilcanesti ma opresc intr-o livada abandonata unde mai gasesc citeva prune uscate si pline de zahar. Mai sus intr-o curba se bifurca drumul Coifului de Aur unde niste localnici au descoperit o piesa de aur vechi de pe vremea dacilor. Dupa trecerea caii ferate se face in drepta soseaua spre Valenii de Munte, o urcare de invidiat. Eu intru in Varbilau. Pina la Slanic ma cam plictisesc, dar finaltente dupa vreo 44km de miscare imi iau o pauza sub niste brazi plantati in lungul soselei. Fiindca timpul trece repede si vintul imi creeaza probleme ma hotarasc sa nu mai merg pina in centru la Salina, asa ca voi cauta trecerea spre Stefesti pe la Baia Rosie si hotelul Slanic, acum fara turisti intrucit pandemia nu lasa oamenii sa faca tratament. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCaNW9ENj-trM9dSkvV1d2V1fadZRpSKrY3d-yCmsNlgN04fQopre0BXesZLPNF4Z7-Gst-z36roUNj8KQv6lKtQpGENk9eavQZQXGsw8WZM-G8zPlwZuUHb3Kv2dR8PDK8yiORfS4t8IsZ9wE3rWC3OQNPz_XGB6inlF8Mtrd3aMOwuGGHuz5i29R=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCaNW9ENj-trM9dSkvV1d2V1fadZRpSKrY3d-yCmsNlgN04fQopre0BXesZLPNF4Z7-Gst-z36roUNj8KQv6lKtQpGENk9eavQZQXGsw8WZM-G8zPlwZuUHb3Kv2dR8PDK8yiORfS4t8IsZ9wE3rWC3OQNPz_XGB6inlF8Mtrd3aMOwuGGHuz5i29R=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Aici la hotel am luat-o pe mamaia prin 2010 cind a fost la baza de tratament. Acum pedalez incet la deal, pe un drum de piatra. Casele dispar iar drumul 216A se transforma intr-un canal adincit cu pietre si noroi unde nu se mai poate pedala. Sint in adidasi si alunec mereu dar nu vreau sa renunt. Culeg macese si paducel pe care le maninc in timpul mersului. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgqMe5sEuANDcBQrX3Nr1B0U6yY2cFTF9_TO62WKST03m2hLgag7-6cpTln6ymwwhW14GlDuPz2VOVrKxyxcZugCGdDPkc8-SW7JVqKt02QzH7yqJQVoQpBfVP69qVLt4b4H3IN8izquFGmI18L6akZhi0dxkzPsIATaUSDzMH6KtusbDOMRCR7gmGh=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgqMe5sEuANDcBQrX3Nr1B0U6yY2cFTF9_TO62WKST03m2hLgag7-6cpTln6ymwwhW14GlDuPz2VOVrKxyxcZugCGdDPkc8-SW7JVqKt02QzH7yqJQVoQpBfVP69qVLt4b4H3IN8izquFGmI18L6akZhi0dxkzPsIATaUSDzMH6KtusbDOMRCR7gmGh=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Drumul este extrem offroad, doar pentru cei dispusi sa isi rupa masina. Sosesc pe coama dealului unde panorama se deschide(13:50). Aici ochesc un circuit de facut dar imediat pe zapada proaspata. Din partea opusa vine un drum de calitate buna folosit de oamenii care intretin antena GSM. Acum toamna tirzie este trista si nu-mi ramine decit sa fac downhill pina in comuna Stefesti(14:10) din Valea Stefesti insa nu am timp sa urc si pe Valea Clabucet, ziua fiind foarte scurta. Urmeaza un asfalt bun, pe coborire usoara prin citeva sate. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgktzKMdlhEqcgdN4wEk94lO20HvMBobFT2UC98Tm3CdDn1vpBQ-LIa9CAhpn92aOZUx6bNB8VpdCtZkJWhVxJkbgcQMTT4-WA1IDsVmW8-g6LD4YcntsBzEHwA83A7wRlKQaP6skVI5Uq0ElF3K1Tgml6XsYPhelTOSn052GzGw1XJ7TiZbD7KEfrb=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgktzKMdlhEqcgdN4wEk94lO20HvMBobFT2UC98Tm3CdDn1vpBQ-LIa9CAhpn92aOZUx6bNB8VpdCtZkJWhVxJkbgcQMTT4-WA1IDsVmW8-g6LD4YcntsBzEHwA83A7wRlKQaP6skVI5Uq0ElF3K1Tgml6XsYPhelTOSn052GzGw1XJ7TiZbD7KEfrb=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />La 14:30 traversez pe pod Valea Varbilau si intru pe drumul deosebit de abrupt catre satul Podu Ursului. Nu pot pedala tot drumul, chiar daca este asfaltat asa ca in unele curbe voi impinge bicicleta. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhs19KMs1P3Tp6aSNK9sploQcUokA3HN_sqob0Af4CegHBMvgfNk-ZPunfV5hf7EYyVjaThtdbeiQTcvZnaryV2QagUWToNOV5ho62OB5m-rpMKwQUBMxgy7_czIveawhBLosZp25iAhwz9fsTWLAMKYmCf3224M0aNeIa1hE8bEO3uLt6h5JHXxLNY=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhs19KMs1P3Tp6aSNK9sploQcUokA3HN_sqob0Af4CegHBMvgfNk-ZPunfV5hf7EYyVjaThtdbeiQTcvZnaryV2QagUWToNOV5ho62OB5m-rpMKwQUBMxgy7_czIveawhBLosZp25iAhwz9fsTWLAMKYmCf3224M0aNeIa1hE8bEO3uLt6h5JHXxLNY=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dupa 15min de deplasare timp in care am luat inaltime poposesc pe culmea dealului unde se afla o fintina cu cumpana si in apropiere o cruce inalta, cunoscuta printre localnici. Aici este un loc mai salbatic un catun cu citeva case vechi si parasite dar unde au aparut si case ale bucurestenilor. Citeodata ursii viziteaza zona. Este umitor cum apa fintinilor este la suprafata pe virful dealului.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9qtH7d-tT-HrGz7P0g7TBRfibJCVuL1NlSgYzgiHmxopdn2CppIpVcSUYmnbA1-NSUlVgsXZzmRVh4f3tgww0li74dU58KNll3vLb8lC_Ux6z-m-3_ZzQBMd_lAA4VcBu9naZPiXKfMkBEVY7bFeMHQQAy8fXl5wXbmpZ0IpzDPcWHEFvlwDaNmvF=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9qtH7d-tT-HrGz7P0g7TBRfibJCVuL1NlSgYzgiHmxopdn2CppIpVcSUYmnbA1-NSUlVgsXZzmRVh4f3tgww0li74dU58KNll3vLb8lC_Ux6z-m-3_ZzQBMd_lAA4VcBu9naZPiXKfMkBEVY7bFeMHQQAy8fXl5wXbmpZ0IpzDPcWHEFvlwDaNmvF=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Terenul este deosebit pentru a locui mai departe de nebuna pandemie. Dupa citeva suisuri si coborisuri usoare sosesc la ultima coborire catre Valea Cosminele(14:50). <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5IV3db9ARBvy-qO02CX8yZp8UcmFIHMkQ3gJfs464th3jqaQgWv7v8rEjRJJIByazxP8UgYPv_LXNkF908qtg9sE4TAZ9p1O9-go9wXh3SHotJ0QI79TeQszUdnRBEAwJ10d-tksdgOUnr-aiyQPBbzy2KaYBRyEcosukvkZ8hQ-EYLfjPvUtQIco=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5IV3db9ARBvy-qO02CX8yZp8UcmFIHMkQ3gJfs464th3jqaQgWv7v8rEjRJJIByazxP8UgYPv_LXNkF908qtg9sE4TAZ9p1O9-go9wXh3SHotJ0QI79TeQszUdnRBEAwJ10d-tksdgOUnr-aiyQPBbzy2KaYBRyEcosukvkZ8hQ-EYLfjPvUtQIco=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Din pacate nu am timp pentru a urca la Bustenari asa ca voi pedala galop spre Plopeni si Ploiesti inca vreo 30km. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiYF4ujw9w8zajaKz5gyK3xzWMlz6ZqkWn8b6Ftajc07qBsgp1Dp2S9NjiqtpH1Hzhzx3Vxvx7Q5p4BkYb1nvroxF9AsEjPRNZM3jJhOJmtOCbMc4Xq98pG7oZMcGAoABRIfFK_6tCXUdbZxKQO6OJP_4yRRaMIRUxkTw7emFtrlm8L0R6LFqCn3CSA=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiYF4ujw9w8zajaKz5gyK3xzWMlz6ZqkWn8b6Ftajc07qBsgp1Dp2S9NjiqtpH1Hzhzx3Vxvx7Q5p4BkYb1nvroxF9AsEjPRNZM3jJhOJmtOCbMc4Xq98pG7oZMcGAoABRIfFK_6tCXUdbZxKQO6OJP_4yRRaMIRUxkTw7emFtrlm8L0R6LFqCn3CSA=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Foarte dragute aceste sate insa iti trebuie ceva psihic sa locuiesti aici departe de un supermarket bun. Pe stinga se gaseste un izvor mineral sulfuros de care localnicii sint mindri. La iesire din Vilcanesti se face drumul catre satul Tiparesti insa calculez ca este ceva mai lung decit imi trebuie mie azi. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjix2-eG_09aNIxkx4_CM3PWqZnmcf7emFnsozEDZOSegegkLT0VTUh1Gqn81JmKSWZLtF-mkZm8ZanEy6R9iPkum026j4vy7rxRGQ-3-45v-LwMxddw5kD-RTd7IENqSjD4AlJK4tvDWH07dyxm12phqGXMC6qA7mViik1kN3W8ygC9Qjsa7s8QK2s=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjix2-eG_09aNIxkx4_CM3PWqZnmcf7emFnsozEDZOSegegkLT0VTUh1Gqn81JmKSWZLtF-mkZm8ZanEy6R9iPkum026j4vy7rxRGQ-3-45v-LwMxddw5kD-RTd7IENqSjD4AlJK4tvDWH07dyxm12phqGXMC6qA7mViik1kN3W8ygC9Qjsa7s8QK2s=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Merg pe drumul 218 si fac drepta pe un drum de tractor cam noroios (drumul nr 9). In scurt timp sosesc la piriul Cosminele care a format un vad cam noroios si adincit. Ma asteptam sa fie mai mica adincimea apei. Gata, suflec pantalonii, schimb viteza si dau tare prin apa. Uraaa, obtin o victorie mare. Prind din urma o ciurda de vaci pe care o depasesc si ma indrept pe cimp catre piriul sec Mislea. Aici gasesc catina ! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmnVJxq1Go24WvsHSyaZZWxmGOh8O9EWXp5hxJG2KLiHO0FPg5P-Lgi6kUtj6eBC1GJJ96y1KdhKueNJ8Mv9obmf3FKrk0zLfdnMsYLJnul_o5nHo9i-8lHHswm5TY4SmmH707R7b6sau6wD6_EVFn2PskoCkXl0eomw5soWTPaYFkxVcZ_VsKyW_W=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmnVJxq1Go24WvsHSyaZZWxmGOh8O9EWXp5hxJG2KLiHO0FPg5P-Lgi6kUtj6eBC1GJJ96y1KdhKueNJ8Mv9obmf3FKrk0zLfdnMsYLJnul_o5nHo9i-8lHHswm5TY4SmmH707R7b6sau6wD6_EVFn2PskoCkXl0eomw5soWTPaYFkxVcZ_VsKyW_W=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Timpul trece asa ca pedalez pina in cartierul de cetateni mai colorati Plopeni Sat si dupa ce trec calea ferata a Slanicului ies in DJ 102 Slanic-Ploiesti. Inca putina lumina si eu mai am 15km. Este tot mai rece si eu vreau o pauza de sandvisch. Trec de Plopeni apoi prin padurea in care se afla ferma avicola Semar Trading. Finalmente intru in Gageni unde las un gri-gri la un prieten si dupa inca 2km ma opresc in Parcul cu Castani din Paulesti. Aici merge un drops si un sandvisch cu putina apa. Mai am vreo 6km insa ultimii 2km vor fi pe trotuarul de la intrarea in Ploiesti.<p></p><p>Au fost 86km, probabil ultimii din acest sezon. Daca vremea nu a permis sa plec in Meridionali, trebuie sa ma multumesc cu pedale.<br /></p><p><b>Album foto tomnatic</b> <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/KTKHtnLcPa5qmQkj6" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/KTKHtnLcPa5qmQkj6</a><br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com2Slănic 106200, Romania45.227504499999988 25.936531416.917270663821142 -9.2197186 73.537738336178833 61.0927814tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-58807671386339554082021-11-20T15:31:00.010+02:002022-01-23T17:07:17.081+02:00MTB Ploiesti-Mislea-Bustenari-Gageni-Ploiesti 73km 20Nov2021<p> Profit de o zi care se anunta calduta si inca cu paduri si livezi colorate , verific rotile, ung lantul si plec spre dragul meu Bustenari, loc din care s-a extras petrol cam pentru prima data in Romania.</p><p>Asadar plec undeva putin dupa ora 10 cu gindul la urcarea abrupta dintre Telega si Bustenari pe care trebuie sa o fac dupa 30km de la plecare. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhXKzDmSvepOQ3NC-SC-_riiHqp0jXh_NbXmyrYOY9aZYnwyXnVRYSYPZ_j3DWqF6qoQ-nq3gqgX1BZJ-FwMC45xLowHfL0VnW3SibCDVaMfs2JiLb3i8ff6uXwo0TLYoUZZLm75NKlWWPvodBz07o-4Qzn4DOsnLLQQ8-5SPpqpHuPpTyjyKbgYA0q=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhXKzDmSvepOQ3NC-SC-_riiHqp0jXh_NbXmyrYOY9aZYnwyXnVRYSYPZ_j3DWqF6qoQ-nq3gqgX1BZJ-FwMC45xLowHfL0VnW3SibCDVaMfs2JiLb3i8ff6uXwo0TLYoUZZLm75NKlWWPvodBz07o-4Qzn4DOsnLLQQ8-5SPpqpHuPpTyjyKbgYA0q=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pustiu, intra doar vaccinatii<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Pina acolo am de mincat o piine si mult asfalt. Iata ca zona mall-ului este destul de pustie, semn ca oamenii nu sint vaccinati. Dupa calea ferata opresc si admir Canalul de irigatie facut in perioada comunista cu legatura Riul Prahova si Dimbu.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh3hRxsD2382t_wWIgny4nw98rvogfw_yC1bzYWW6NpqUVwDt5aupSaBh9sP8Fg_ZwRm_CUUgEWNRai6YZcvgzmNmWIcfjKBJUjuJTUi5-M4KBe9eXcrES8xVQKP26GZLAW2k-ccDKR_ywqwFfetPS64t5DFBLYgP-d8GSzIAeegNi0borVqVuiihRU=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh3hRxsD2382t_wWIgny4nw98rvogfw_yC1bzYWW6NpqUVwDt5aupSaBh9sP8Fg_ZwRm_CUUgEWNRai6YZcvgzmNmWIcfjKBJUjuJTUi5-M4KBe9eXcrES8xVQKP26GZLAW2k-ccDKR_ywqwFfetPS64t5DFBLYgP-d8GSzIAeegNi0borVqVuiihRU=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Din pacate fermierii nu se folosesc de el . Apa la botul calului. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4KiPRxi63mC1IqRNQOqsJmzDydrzartjb8LHGvHVA-Uk_TF6ytBrLEFwtwAJQ4XP55KltuYd3NaJzAIW6UQydyru2fZ7E1tlMbWvagR-Jw9G11swynmU7tU22s7dqN6yOq0g-fmby3bao-LKeQ_1C06OLZoPCaAiZkA8VD8Y1qFrycvG0C1EgOuYA=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4KiPRxi63mC1IqRNQOqsJmzDydrzartjb8LHGvHVA-Uk_TF6ytBrLEFwtwAJQ4XP55KltuYd3NaJzAIW6UQydyru2fZ7E1tlMbWvagR-Jw9G11swynmU7tU22s7dqN6yOq0g-fmby3bao-LKeQ_1C06OLZoPCaAiZkA8VD8Y1qFrycvG0C1EgOuYA=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Incerc sa mentin viteza insa vintul de pe sosea dar si de pe dealul de linga Mislea imi reduce elanul. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj97fV9-LNApSHKw6NJzEvam4_tbftgWYkoYKQodjpLeSxtmkNufl9uje5eovYPZylyRRIRuwZXv5VGNrtkUwBsd8zKMbhwxZI5LKAw3-p8OUDrl8ucoZNRTNS5uyyYrHchidNDTogMZM4Sv6e5pxpE0Q4VPskVQzw9h4rd9B4m_6K1-UEu3_PY2BDu=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj97fV9-LNApSHKw6NJzEvam4_tbftgWYkoYKQodjpLeSxtmkNufl9uje5eovYPZylyRRIRuwZXv5VGNrtkUwBsd8zKMbhwxZI5LKAw3-p8OUDrl8ucoZNRTNS5uyyYrHchidNDTogMZM4Sv6e5pxpE0Q4VPskVQzw9h4rd9B4m_6K1-UEu3_PY2BDu=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dupa bisericuta turistilor localizata de DN1 in zona Baicoi-Floresti (dupa cca 20km) fac dreapta si urc pe botul dealului pe care este asezat satul Mislea. In zona este un aerodrom, citeva plantatii de mur/zmeura si o ferma piscicola. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg6uZ4xz6iigp0bkQLkHpWP-OD6UEfKF4SMtQTfdV2ID7z_st3H3dtp6k0AMN1eCgo7kGgR-FP97xEQROlvjB47jgZSKLheCVYhfjai058J5zLXF1AccY5koK2eGHGAOArAqXxSmpftt0FjK1KVBIi9q_5A0UzjZytJp6kIzyKUHHisDMAKRKKnqhfC=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg6uZ4xz6iigp0bkQLkHpWP-OD6UEfKF4SMtQTfdV2ID7z_st3H3dtp6k0AMN1eCgo7kGgR-FP97xEQROlvjB47jgZSKLheCVYhfjai058J5zLXF1AccY5koK2eGHGAOArAqXxSmpftt0FjK1KVBIi9q_5A0UzjZytJp6kIzyKUHHisDMAKRKKnqhfC=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Citeva macese si mere culese pe drum imi redau putin energia. Caut drumul care intra pe Valea Mislea spre Comuna Telega. Urcare usoara si meandrata. Apar case construite interbelic cu caracteristici specifice locuintelor montane, acoperis cu panta mare, terasa cu arcade, parti din lemn. Majoritatea caselor sint pustii. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi4BnHw4IybqYwBwvxCcokYKKVAfin7F9kHlt5Rh4a9B5ACVIie5KnRJWZDaCRIIUncMFfDgvUA2ZEZ51kDR_dbJIiBskqdBf-qdnXdsz8qpCG-dMXukJR7nLDzgM5idH5CqJbJ2zPmybpXSpNQfrRYFe4GIEWK7KwKsxbYqS7abK2t5c2_rwcYAOW4=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi4BnHw4IybqYwBwvxCcokYKKVAfin7F9kHlt5Rh4a9B5ACVIie5KnRJWZDaCRIIUncMFfDgvUA2ZEZ51kDR_dbJIiBskqdBf-qdnXdsz8qpCG-dMXukJR7nLDzgM5idH5CqJbJ2zPmybpXSpNQfrRYFe4GIEWK7KwKsxbYqS7abK2t5c2_rwcYAOW4=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Iata unde s-a ajuns...localnicii au muncit la exploatarea petrolului din zona, unii s-au imbogatit(firmele straine iar altii si-au luat doar un biet salariu. Acum oamenii lucreaza in vest, dar tot ca niste sclavi. Bate vintul si in Telega iar ora tirzie ma determina sa nu mai vizitez inchisoare comunista Doftana. Urmeaza un 5km in serpentine dragute.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgZvlqETyrFto6o87yMV66N1Zrb9cfdC-5GgbLVQG8Wip140G-Adlnb1SApu1HnnovDLOjtg7sQEyUkdGnbcM-AQGSUXnMODCnpXiC5CaSyvVbbvXjDQrbNUI5TJgC0_s1LOqp16RNMfmgolCB657wVMKTBUVF2BXSagCA3YjO2nzMgs6i3t0oWDgiy=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgZvlqETyrFto6o87yMV66N1Zrb9cfdC-5GgbLVQG8Wip140G-Adlnb1SApu1HnnovDLOjtg7sQEyUkdGnbcM-AQGSUXnMODCnpXiC5CaSyvVbbvXjDQrbNUI5TJgC0_s1LOqp16RNMfmgolCB657wVMKTBUVF2BXSagCA3YjO2nzMgs6i3t0oWDgiy=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Schimb vitezele si incep sa urc. In pas de melc in curbe dar cu rabdare se urca un munte. Casele sint asezate in panta. Oare cit de greu este drumul acesta iarna? Brr<p></p><p>Ora 14 sint pe virf de deal la Bustenari. Uraa! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjfBT80V6lEstoReKnvaSjzi6xRR0CWACwhVfFXFW3tebq15ZcDwB83yh2lCcNAbTd113GiAZi8sEDqxfmIBM1eHwhQayZLHc3sTGt7L2AHO9dEBWHmBTrlF3tbwAjq18zceJOM405Z2qK7rg7R9Vwlrgt5GjqILf02-EioI6fsCiw8jLYQTcmf_S5W=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjfBT80V6lEstoReKnvaSjzi6xRR0CWACwhVfFXFW3tebq15ZcDwB83yh2lCcNAbTd113GiAZi8sEDqxfmIBM1eHwhQayZLHc3sTGt7L2AHO9dEBWHmBTrlF3tbwAjq18zceJOM405Z2qK7rg7R9Vwlrgt5GjqILf02-EioI6fsCiw8jLYQTcmf_S5W=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Undeva de pe un deal spre stinga(probabil dinspre Bosilcesti) vin vreo 4 biciclisti incluzind si o lady. Am impresia ca si-au lasat masina undeva in Telega. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjuxB9VdoWz5Hn3SU5MJQS5b_Ic0cFl-cMFYhcsgxrBScokPnzxRupQCRMrjORdAbsnQBOu9-Yspyh07Qre689hrcc3OfHl-d3dYFhhepwa1qXjL-5KI6MmzgKwVxW0ziUsEuf1ufroW0CJ8QcpUy5cyQwDiFlGXkV6U9isbJFC0vlz2x_8indOKiqI=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjuxB9VdoWz5Hn3SU5MJQS5b_Ic0cFl-cMFYhcsgxrBScokPnzxRupQCRMrjORdAbsnQBOu9-Yspyh07Qre689hrcc3OfHl-d3dYFhhepwa1qXjL-5KI6MmzgKwVxW0ziUsEuf1ufroW0CJ8QcpUy5cyQwDiFlGXkV6U9isbJFC0vlz2x_8indOKiqI=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Eu aleg sa cobor catre catunul Tontesti si fac dreapta pe la Biserica Adventista, Biserica Ortodoxa si cimitir. Apoi poposesc pe izlaz, un loc cu privelisti catre Drumul Sarii caci prin zona treceau telegutele, carutele mici cu sare de la Slanic. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhtmSqFE0JrAbHK1uGirPfYxoEha0Yowd0Jy6P6b1HpdH5-slN-1Chzt4Xwxm0CmdUTbMTOdwV4iaSoPtlcAMyn79P5ajEVnCq49jl1z1Ae70Te743VD38FlmPODVmED3q4uGm4zm3A7SrRzgyYSHjSz-PNpB8Zn3ziJd2-CypG9ptPXjIEapYcVhGM=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhtmSqFE0JrAbHK1uGirPfYxoEha0Yowd0Jy6P6b1HpdH5-slN-1Chzt4Xwxm0CmdUTbMTOdwV4iaSoPtlcAMyn79P5ajEVnCq49jl1z1Ae70Te743VD38FlmPODVmED3q4uGm4zm3A7SrRzgyYSHjSz-PNpB8Zn3ziJd2-CypG9ptPXjIEapYcVhGM=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dupa un sandvisch incep o coborire bolovanoasa care ma determina sa cobor pe picioare. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhRh5oOGPhe0j_nr1NmI3IuG9KKIuIl-oRj4tFJ5ud4vaCQAeX4PFRYBiKBuJp2_L1V9PKmqgu3bpZWPd8S0gdpSf03hLgYxT3ffRnHfq4azCdVyHoytQGyhxqPmW-RO_HLUlDvE9jVKwHL5C4byBQHarTNCKhyBZgp8cmovAliXfuiD9b8xwWiFlzp=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhRh5oOGPhe0j_nr1NmI3IuG9KKIuIl-oRj4tFJ5ud4vaCQAeX4PFRYBiKBuJp2_L1V9PKmqgu3bpZWPd8S0gdpSf03hLgYxT3ffRnHfq4azCdVyHoytQGyhxqPmW-RO_HLUlDvE9jVKwHL5C4byBQHarTNCKhyBZgp8cmovAliXfuiD9b8xwWiFlzp=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Aici parca a venit basculanta si a aruncat pietrisul. Aiurea...este o casa pe dreapta, probabil apartinind de Tontesti.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiyKra7Z9pYzlhSpursILjUBxU6eTQyBKJRcjxj6LxEGcm2tZUXu5dN3avtWwFgQlDqpQ5v8lA0oaeiycuitjmnVVFARlH1jD5mslM5wb9RO2S-tSjYbhGz01z28ZrvgHbgm0ewGtqMRtpNajpMli28qsschXXPlHgs0BPPVJM7ioX2G1oDpduEnWrv=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiyKra7Z9pYzlhSpursILjUBxU6eTQyBKJRcjxj6LxEGcm2tZUXu5dN3avtWwFgQlDqpQ5v8lA0oaeiycuitjmnVVFARlH1jD5mslM5wb9RO2S-tSjYbhGz01z28ZrvgHbgm0ewGtqMRtpNajpMli28qsschXXPlHgs0BPPVJM7ioX2G1oDpduEnWrv=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Drumul se ingusteaza si este acoperit cu vegetatie de 1m. Sosesc la un drum de jeep, practicabil cu orice masina intrucit este accesul la sondele de petrol. Incalec pe bicicleta si pornesc cu viteza pentru a recupera din timp. Inca vreo 2 case si gata cu acest catun. Pedalez tare pe linga alte sonde si intru pe drumul modernizat. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9hd1KTchTQ4JkP2AnBVhaQODaJXw_PNHpYziWnQ9rTUfyahKOKRf_3O2GUq2h6ztVq_BgyizzQxxJL9gqNvhfJ0cIUwx-MWFJD2Rds2O5JAHVxIVOvwkNMUvKuXtw8NHcvShBRV_IDGQBE5ULbSClPVyeauY1ASqQbfyLwCwvsUw294LUYDetrNt6=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9hd1KTchTQ4JkP2AnBVhaQODaJXw_PNHpYziWnQ9rTUfyahKOKRf_3O2GUq2h6ztVq_BgyizzQxxJL9gqNvhfJ0cIUwx-MWFJD2Rds2O5JAHVxIVOvwkNMUvKuXtw8NHcvShBRV_IDGQBE5ULbSClPVyeauY1ASqQbfyLwCwvsUw294LUYDetrNt6=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Undeva pe la ora 15 sosesc in Mislea unde inchid circuit. Vreau sa ies in Baicoi prin cartierul Tufeni asa ca voi urca iar un deal. In linie dreapta dau bice calului. Sosit in Baicoi fac stinga spre Tintea-Baile Valea Stelei-Gageni. Un drum putin mai lung decit daca as merge pe DN1, dar mult mai linistit. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_pDj1AG_5q3ujm0qCIqSNML_SEfm51tv6HirRaQOEpnLSqIXusnRGFcdbfRB_f0Swc7PbiAhVl0mpbPQCzTiXIBV1Ax-J0zATwAQV-WcPD319ekgAM4fG0i8kOfru7dTgpg0IZ55V3scFl1QQH4AFhNOG-kbxhbADoHHk2GShN9d6wqkvZoOoocnm=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_pDj1AG_5q3ujm0qCIqSNML_SEfm51tv6HirRaQOEpnLSqIXusnRGFcdbfRB_f0Swc7PbiAhVl0mpbPQCzTiXIBV1Ax-J0zATwAQV-WcPD319ekgAM4fG0i8kOfru7dTgpg0IZ55V3scFl1QQH4AFhNOG-kbxhbADoHHk2GShN9d6wqkvZoOoocnm=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Traversez padurea Paulesti si dupa inca vreo 6km sosesc in zona de nord a municipiului Ploiesti, tocmai la ora 17 dupa 73km deosebiti de frumosi.<p></p><p><b>ALBUMUL FOTO</b> <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/RVb66eWNZuiF4bXw7" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/RVb66eWNZuiF4bXw7</a><br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0Buștenari, Romania45.1421289 25.839812316.831895063821158 -9.3164377000000016 73.452362736178856 60.9960623tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-26521205478728946582021-11-08T20:00:00.106+02:002022-01-17T22:58:58.922+02:007 nov 2021 Plimbare pe Timbal(Bucsoiul Mic)<p> Salutare</p><p>de vreo 2-3 duminici promisesem citorva prieteni ca ii voi ghida intr-o zona noua pentru ei. Scapasem lui George despre planul meu iar acum trebuia sa ma tin de cuvint.</p><p>Echipa: familia Barbuta Dan-Camelia + sarbatorita Sara(14 ani), Roxana, Daniela Tapalaga, George Dogaru, Stefan Cirstea, Emi, Dan Hiker</p><p>Este duminica 7 noiembrie 2021, vreme calda pentru aceasta data Plecam , din Ploiesti, o masina mare, Defender si din Tirgoviste o alta masina. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhexkvsqLfbV-wOQhBBZladPwxfVdgX189WBOiZOf212n9ksdj8JXnGOPERC1aatv_Mcx_uSJQdkApKQWPVxYU-CfbhvUoLd77KDBP5XyM9MsSNsu4E3V-xhL0GVEYm9rXZ-U7R12AvsC9ROpqlwn1dWTu-r28n0HLx7Cw1_drWw7vfsWFzbJJsJljo=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhexkvsqLfbV-wOQhBBZladPwxfVdgX189WBOiZOf212n9ksdj8JXnGOPERC1aatv_Mcx_uSJQdkApKQWPVxYU-CfbhvUoLd77KDBP5XyM9MsSNsu4E3V-xhL0GVEYm9rXZ-U7R12AvsC9ROpqlwn1dWTu-r28n0HLx7Cw1_drWw7vfsWFzbJJsJljo=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiMdMA2B6QTR-3YmGUbkDDtXFLE20zzpKnG8uFo3uQa88L3VotpH6V2_jHIJB_oaBzoClVPIWqujF_cysaITAdipnxUt-AQpv6dAqfWsxSySz_RIXTaIEwQy7EeQqmU0XHQa8S37w2GoK2n-inpoleD9ia9iJV0jkxcgLxoRlG4JT-E3_Lp24EYnM7O=s3264" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiMdMA2B6QTR-3YmGUbkDDtXFLE20zzpKnG8uFo3uQa88L3VotpH6V2_jHIJB_oaBzoClVPIWqujF_cysaITAdipnxUt-AQpv6dAqfWsxSySz_RIXTaIEwQy7EeQqmU0XHQa8S37w2GoK2n-inpoleD9ia9iJV0jkxcgLxoRlG4JT-E3_Lp24EYnM7O=s320" width="240" /></a></div><br />Pe la 7:30 pe o vreme cam burzuluita, umeda, ne gasim toti la Gura Diham unde incerc sa ii servesc pe toti cu un ceai de la termos. <p></p><p>Oamenii sint nerabdatori si incep sa se intinda spre padure dupa George care nu prea stia pe unde sa urce, asa ca ma urnesc si eu. Vreau sa urmam poteca nemarcata spre cantonul silvic Coltii Morarului pe unde nu am mai fost de prin ianuarie 2010(probabil). </p><p>Traversam girla Cerbului si prindem un drum vechi de tractor care suie foarte usor. Pietrele si iarba sint ude. </p><p>Oamenii se repezesc sa mearga cit mai repede tot inainte ca si cum ar cunoaste drumul insa la un moment eu fac dreapta spre apa Morarului iar "fruntasii" sint nevoiti sa faca cale intoarsa si devenind ultimii in grup. Este ceata groasa si sint destul de nelinistit ca asa va fi si mai sus printre stincariile Bucsoiului. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEip11gj3Ac6E0ki4hiCmClXT37QLLrlswIJUHPUFqwSNN-gKoPr8DGme7M-7nqI6sK7YaOLEi5giYrFIBqsay4KwMg4ViXEiYSWhcVJE5-DkQWLBkFtgQZd2QKWZGv35HK3EVlrSFjutT6OxfeU8D3sYmGhpMMV7Qcvdk-ZQ-ymaalduEkvJsbdgwbk=s1600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEip11gj3Ac6E0ki4hiCmClXT37QLLrlswIJUHPUFqwSNN-gKoPr8DGme7M-7nqI6sK7YaOLEi5giYrFIBqsay4KwMg4ViXEiYSWhcVJE5-DkQWLBkFtgQZd2QKWZGv35HK3EVlrSFjutT6OxfeU8D3sYmGhpMMV7Qcvdk-ZQ-ymaalduEkvJsbdgwbk=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />Acum este o poteca care vireaza la stinga si incepe sa urce mai accentuat prin padurea de fag si molid. Pasim pe frunzele ude, intilnim inele poteci si mai nemarcate decit cea pe care mergem, trecem un vechi torent mai domol si la 8:50 poposim la Cabana de vinatoare Coltii Morarului unde intilnim vreo 3-4 cetateni care au dormit aici, notificindu-ne ca intretin aceasta locatie. Servim cite un nap porcesc din rucsacul meu. Din pacate nu mai exista izvorul pe care il stiam si in care imi puneam nadejde. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZklw77kzlM2TsOrJAaR_32JNsBFIYFEKfcjOPRaA7dV5kEKXg_JxfJhFPFtW4iQZZukBGJAa_7n1OYb9C0sPbbB0f1B2YU6mtw_2Vw9h56SyUJJUn_AG3H9RdlmlefpmL0VdVSiGIaBrazs9ZDyA99NVJkVEqyjR29vxcUOeHtrvfxXA2k83C3txL=s2048" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZklw77kzlM2TsOrJAaR_32JNsBFIYFEKfcjOPRaA7dV5kEKXg_JxfJhFPFtW4iQZZukBGJAa_7n1OYb9C0sPbbB0f1B2YU6mtw_2Vw9h56SyUJJUn_AG3H9RdlmlefpmL0VdVSiGIaBrazs9ZDyA99NVJkVEqyjR29vxcUOeHtrvfxXA2k83C3txL=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Mai tirziu intersectam marcajul triunghi rosu, legatura Busteni-Malaiesti. Urmeaza sa traversam Valea Bujorilor din care nu vedem mai nimic din cauza cetii. Dupa alte 10-15minute ne oprim in Valea Morarului abia perceptibila pentru grupul meu. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgkYdRLJgTAxrINDuWwB5YjT1S3duQA3vH_pSvZgPW-_ikmCM2LG9za2y1_z8ZuCG5OJk1mwsp5qkk_ANf_7dCQEpkDpc1j5K56ycitJm5ZeZZ8lcZLk6_pNQSdbaH9tXeXaNwF-lopPkDkk9NNfRM8KNgFZmDJZ1Ugoy06vT0XBjTofg-MK7jLU_66=s3264" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgkYdRLJgTAxrINDuWwB5YjT1S3duQA3vH_pSvZgPW-_ikmCM2LG9za2y1_z8ZuCG5OJk1mwsp5qkk_ANf_7dCQEpkDpc1j5K56ycitJm5ZeZZ8lcZLk6_pNQSdbaH9tXeXaNwF-lopPkDkk9NNfRM8KNgFZmDJZ1Ugoy06vT0XBjTofg-MK7jLU_66=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />Citiva au luat avans pe marcaj si sintem nevoiti sa strigam dupa ei. Aici sper sa le arat Bordeiul din Morar. Dupa citiva pasi descopar doar ruinele acestui bordei in care am dormit ultima data prin ianuarie 2011. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjiBw5WfOML2CMCb2LM3uD5f-O8ZJyBIhUBejF-dJ-Nl34xCLssqbJJXqP4QnGlCM431cdfaYjUg-QZRFzuOgBQA9WFs4YSB5nTpxRl9fp9KUf90LAkDrsFF3UgpMwIWYHbLptJ9p9rRYzfdZdJfHjN-hHQV2YEiaZeB4Xf6QExYvJ8JVZqrdv_QvBx=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjiBw5WfOML2CMCb2LM3uD5f-O8ZJyBIhUBejF-dJ-Nl34xCLssqbJJXqP4QnGlCM431cdfaYjUg-QZRFzuOgBQA9WFs4YSB5nTpxRl9fp9KUf90LAkDrsFF3UgpMwIWYHbLptJ9p9rRYzfdZdJfHjN-hHQV2YEiaZeB4Xf6QExYvJ8JVZqrdv_QvBx=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Prietenii mei incep sa cinte ceva frumos laudind pe Dumnezeu iar eu servesc un mar dorind sa le ofer cu aceasta ocazie o pauza inainte de urcarea finala. Continuam in amontele vaii Morar si traversam pe malul sting geografic adica pe flancul Bucsoiului. Apoi prin talvegul bolovanos. Ceata ingreuneaza orientarea. Sarim peste bolovani si la un moment dat strig ca trebuie sa facem dreapta catre Timbal. Ne regrupam si gasim usor poteca. Deodata ceata incepe sa se curete si le arat prietenilor uriasul perete si virf al Timbalului. Pare ca un cuib de vulturi balconul din Timbal. Raminem impresionati. Un brad imens este culcat si ne vedem nevoiti sa ne luptam cu crengile lui. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhNT2_OTt2sLU1ThFq9fQ_sMHgsal3JoMUjebV1JsRnu6fOgG8SRGpp_A1l0Vxg15jVqjO8kblKstF6EOeW942kc6SkDspu3XnQTgejrwtLCBtPSFkvEuXxT4IChsUE2_E3V35KQK5vMmvCDDAL129rt1EmxRHw06F1ABl_7rqXhdzyQxILiIGF9NxZ=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhNT2_OTt2sLU1ThFq9fQ_sMHgsal3JoMUjebV1JsRnu6fOgG8SRGpp_A1l0Vxg15jVqjO8kblKstF6EOeW942kc6SkDspu3XnQTgejrwtLCBtPSFkvEuXxT4IChsUE2_E3V35KQK5vMmvCDDAL129rt1EmxRHw06F1ABl_7rqXhdzyQxILiIGF9NxZ=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Sosim la o bifurcatie insa alegem sa mergem usor pe o curba de nivel. Zarim agatate chiar niste parazapezi care sigur ne indica traseul corect. Sintem la baza unui vilcel care urmat ne va scoate in Saua din Timbal. Am gasit multe descrieri despre acest vilcel declarat cam horror, friabil. Noua chiar ne-a placut. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgfB6W4ITnqB9fj_DYZTkxWFG26lqGmUHTe6Sik0sJrsQhRPMbHXcLE3pNUImp1DuMZyBH0XCriv6OhdxVL1CS8MMfqeGFCjS3Zsm3PhpEgg18WEAtxe5q5JN--65ohwuie-Rcb82LK4nboRlPrOXFp3P18-NVjbUrPvD59ZI-azBEFZL_bPK1aWZrQ=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgfB6W4ITnqB9fj_DYZTkxWFG26lqGmUHTe6Sik0sJrsQhRPMbHXcLE3pNUImp1DuMZyBH0XCriv6OhdxVL1CS8MMfqeGFCjS3Zsm3PhpEgg18WEAtxe5q5JN--65ohwuie-Rcb82LK4nboRlPrOXFp3P18-NVjbUrPvD59ZI-azBEFZL_bPK1aWZrQ=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cerul se lumineaza iar odata ajunsi pe Balcon vintul ne saluta dar si Acele Morarului , creasta zimtata de peste vale. Pentru picnic cautam un loc ferit aproape de padure dar este greu de gasit si de mers prin iarba mare.<p></p><p>Initial planul era sa ne plimbam pina aici insa toti accespta propunerea mea, de a continua Aproape de ora 11 ne urnim din loc spre Creasta Balaurului. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg3aUuSdrj4LzIKRtcYBKe5_DMU19JgLVZnz_EsFCF8aELCh1J5qQ4DHqYxHzwxCiEKE3frmjcpekVm5a3hrJ_GHkd8QTYxX15sXT2Zk_SUehF9W_3Yoo2bl5vmLVsfyVG8UL9hMd04GXjIeVSSJTozzFWPFVUSdFa7gcIdRZ0v2HUW_b0AMf95jf0I=s1600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg3aUuSdrj4LzIKRtcYBKe5_DMU19JgLVZnz_EsFCF8aELCh1J5qQ4DHqYxHzwxCiEKE3frmjcpekVm5a3hrJ_GHkd8QTYxX15sXT2Zk_SUehF9W_3Yoo2bl5vmLVsfyVG8UL9hMd04GXjIeVSSJTozzFWPFVUSdFa7gcIdRZ0v2HUW_b0AMf95jf0I=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dupa vreo 30min ne oprim la soare si iar cintam. O sarbatorim pe Sara care isi serbeaza ziua implinind 14 ani. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEipkzSNpKp7OiIfhQHpo584R6sG14VMKyi9QznOFzWSv_ZKHSMdk4fW_RV17NA3E9JQC--5226R2X2a7NW_0fmsRNg02Umv5-Xhr-cR6hAAgfqb8xeMgy8rqmuxtyHW3VP2DZQj2JuIxTFutL-Y3Y7Ee5RMgT3d-Q9jHZI_YqxCsA_UP6RCdDdqhWYi=s1600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEipkzSNpKp7OiIfhQHpo584R6sG14VMKyi9QznOFzWSv_ZKHSMdk4fW_RV17NA3E9JQC--5226R2X2a7NW_0fmsRNg02Umv5-Xhr-cR6hAAgfqb8xeMgy8rqmuxtyHW3VP2DZQj2JuIxTFutL-Y3Y7Ee5RMgT3d-Q9jHZI_YqxCsA_UP6RCdDdqhWYi=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cit timp se mainca bomboanele, eu cu George exploram un hatas sperind sa gasim trecerea in Valea Morarului prin Briul Mare al Bucsoiului. Ne epuizam degeaba pe o panta accentuata dar ne tragem de jnepeni si iesim in vilcelul principal coborind la grupul nostru. Decidem sa urcam toti pe vilcel si sa mai incercam trecerea putin mai sus printre jnepeni pe sub un perete. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmSKplSG3NQE-gp06H2No4i7Au2xCHwpHAQDU2nf9gmNS7M8LcGbdeRBVMDtIJRLWOdJ3hm7IfvfQ8CHrogXu9TmM4DB9P9eDSIyaXASZ12k2jrMP9JDimCNIwWVopq4tSCK6pp56_Ayd7SSD82cmH_YU490oBlTDkdS_I15PwiPP-OQNJbbOZ0Fp7=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmSKplSG3NQE-gp06H2No4i7Au2xCHwpHAQDU2nf9gmNS7M8LcGbdeRBVMDtIJRLWOdJ3hm7IfvfQ8CHrogXu9TmM4DB9P9eDSIyaXASZ12k2jrMP9JDimCNIwWVopq4tSCK6pp56_Ayd7SSD82cmH_YU490oBlTDkdS_I15PwiPP-OQNJbbOZ0Fp7=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />George alege sa inoate printre crengi si sa caute trecerea pe sub perete insa la scurt timp il strig sa ne urmeze intrucit noi vom depasi pasajul de jungla si iesim pe flancul Vaii Morarului. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj3E4-Ne8MIxcVSbJKZ9WnNOlN-KM6at8SobeMjB_iCfeQw5sKLv4t7Mixl1WpV8X9u_NWqSaRCI9rRd0h8iXMs0MH_OxrsxBBCtpKtT-SKu4FTyNnTWgJi3yDb3WescsozGBJut-sFz4nGtK9QKYwsSBBJ4Lq1aQVx5g1ARl82Mf-8TT6nGJDS-mrO=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj3E4-Ne8MIxcVSbJKZ9WnNOlN-KM6at8SobeMjB_iCfeQw5sKLv4t7Mixl1WpV8X9u_NWqSaRCI9rRd0h8iXMs0MH_OxrsxBBCtpKtT-SKu4FTyNnTWgJi3yDb3WescsozGBJut-sFz4nGtK9QKYwsSBBJ4Lq1aQVx5g1ARl82Mf-8TT6nGJDS-mrO=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Surpriza, aici sintem suflati de un vint rece in rafale. Sintem gata sa fim doboriti. Fundul vaii Morar este aproape sub noi dar ne despart citeva sistoace friabile. Desi am luat statii radio cu mine, George iar a plecat inainte pe brina sa caute o coborire. Comunicam foarte greu. Ii fac semn ca nu putem cobori asa aiurea pe vilcel. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjzdGCVFMcX5sRgrjeRKVgDg-Kb5Vu30I1gy9UhB_7wW5CASTXu5XsvvK1UqgZBTWrnGifh-0jCNA6wL81BolsxBVGAxUGpTt1iscgF3hmVd11YaHCVE7sOed5otMdn-mNrZUDJTW7cKlpS95xzRqA5xWWVe0qpTGJP0oIs5baaQwziKYQr0S48DbyO=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjzdGCVFMcX5sRgrjeRKVgDg-Kb5Vu30I1gy9UhB_7wW5CASTXu5XsvvK1UqgZBTWrnGifh-0jCNA6wL81BolsxBVGAxUGpTt1iscgF3hmVd11YaHCVE7sOed5otMdn-mNrZUDJTW7cKlpS95xzRqA5xWWVe0qpTGJP0oIs5baaQwziKYQr0S48DbyO=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cautam putin mai departe dar panta deosebit de abrupta precum si vintul ne conving sa facem cale intoarsa spre Balaur.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj1W4Es_ejCLTIPM-f_XqUsC2-MSo2hiLjGKB9jteM0-c14PINhPI5DSxY-OAbbV5G6HKXcYXVWHc-KaOCuRKnT0i2bCxR-xmORrvZDI0IejEZ8RdbZBMiOrdvD5cSyEk3lGNE0vuiIyQH-4Vlf61nDJi6QjLyjCbfhZDuqppQztcVJy09m8YQu3bdj=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj1W4Es_ejCLTIPM-f_XqUsC2-MSo2hiLjGKB9jteM0-c14PINhPI5DSxY-OAbbV5G6HKXcYXVWHc-KaOCuRKnT0i2bCxR-xmORrvZDI0IejEZ8RdbZBMiOrdvD5cSyEk3lGNE0vuiIyQH-4Vlf61nDJi6QjLyjCbfhZDuqppQztcVJy09m8YQu3bdj=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Poteca marcata pe gps nu este reala. Intr-o descriere pe un blog citiva turisti au reusit sa faca traseul in sens invers. Ok, nu vreau sa expun asa mult grupul meu si vom cobori pe unde am urcat. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiEOh-5lTiGDR3ozreefPng0huB-uWt0VdRCdsAGkJJW_T3ply8XSNschIgP7iIirNgjEeWMs4rwUnVn2v9fkjn6mgIJd0eYvShMeAm6hi6fZqleTY9shEkpSjUl3H0FJggTLefKskImebKyEfyC0eAH_BYpawMZZn_lSk0L6fJMxe4_UktBqtTXDOc=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiEOh-5lTiGDR3ozreefPng0huB-uWt0VdRCdsAGkJJW_T3ply8XSNschIgP7iIirNgjEeWMs4rwUnVn2v9fkjn6mgIJd0eYvShMeAm6hi6fZqleTY9shEkpSjUl3H0FJggTLefKskImebKyEfyC0eAH_BYpawMZZn_lSk0L6fJMxe4_UktBqtTXDOc=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Pe la 15:30 sintem aproape de poteca marcata spre Pichetul Rosu. Se intuneca repede in aceasta perioada insa ne vom incadra.</p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZMXMmBklK2LRB5Hs3BJi8Mt8heoUIyAG5sr2WewgdkkFUbmTMreTbp4xO7YpWD_0eK7rJEkh1v5p8UL0Kvf98C9UePyZtn6zz4cZelvoM9EvlMpPboTnWQ0I82fxu2O34VheM_Gs-Qw-_QKfaP8l8L_n7iG1OSLcW4s21IT9tIjhN8ZDO7bOaac-P=s3264" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZMXMmBklK2LRB5Hs3BJi8Mt8heoUIyAG5sr2WewgdkkFUbmTMreTbp4xO7YpWD_0eK7rJEkh1v5p8UL0Kvf98C9UePyZtn6zz4cZelvoM9EvlMpPboTnWQ0I82fxu2O34VheM_Gs-Qw-_QKfaP8l8L_n7iG1OSLcW4s21IT9tIjhN8ZDO7bOaac-P=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ora 16 ne prinde la Cabana Poiana Izvoarelor unde mai degustam ceva din rucsaci. Roxana a pregatit citiva biscuiti vegetarieni home made foarte buni in drumetie. Citiva baieti cu bicicletele se dau spre vale. Urmeaza o coborire prelunga spre Gura Diham. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhsJ_eY3QrjzpsqggTAJYZEtbon39bAOv8uZvBlf-Hlyuw6C1L_pafoocrO7uU702YXaBFOOnr8l3TDOA4ABSy1DJRF0osRsd8oKBghdf49ccQb3rqNKqUK_Tr2gVYZc04JAgg0uHAJOzfXFp6ZeR6YeRTmU50vCH-R2xL98b4lc1mI_94JMyS733SV=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhsJ_eY3QrjzpsqggTAJYZEtbon39bAOv8uZvBlf-Hlyuw6C1L_pafoocrO7uU702YXaBFOOnr8l3TDOA4ABSy1DJRF0osRsd8oKBghdf49ccQb3rqNKqUK_Tr2gVYZc04JAgg0uHAJOzfXFp6ZeR6YeRTmU50vCH-R2xL98b4lc1mI_94JMyS733SV=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Poteca este preponderent mocirloasa si cu frunze care acopera pietrele ude ori vreascuri pe care te poti lansa. <p></p><p>16:30 citam un alt imn crestin. De mentionat ca Sara si mama ei, Camelia, sint in domeniu, avind premii nationale la pian. Pe ultima parte, Camelia are o deosebita energie si exerseaza din toti plaminii citeva note de rasuna padurea.</p><p>La ora 17 sosim la masini unde Dan Barbuta ne serveste cu un ceai super aromat. Ne despartim cu regret ca ziua a fost scurta.<br /></p><p><b>Albumul foto</b></p><p><a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/WKKFwM9vu9viM17j7" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/WKKFwM9vu9viM17j7</a> <br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0Bușteni, Romania45.4101378 25.534652917.099903963821156 -9.6215970999999989 73.720371636178839 60.6909029tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-10109610825275024292021-09-05T22:00:00.161+03:002022-01-29T21:41:21.448+02:00Vf Moldoveanu via Valea Rea 5 sept 2021<p> Buun, este ziua de 4 septembrie 2021, seara si parasim Valea Tirgului situata in Muntii Iezer, tranzitam Cimpulung si incepem sa urcam in dealurile Subcarpatilor Getici spre Comuna Domnesti Arges. Avem de toate in bagaje insa pofta pentru covrigi este mare insa nu pot fi gasiti la ora tirzie. Odata ajunsi in Valea Doamnei cautam cele citeva izvoare localizate pe drumul de acces. Din nefericire au debit foarte redus din cauza secetei. Drumul asfaltat este plin de gropi si denivelari care nu ne permit sa conducem repede. Deja s-a intunecat iar gasirea unui loc de cort raportat la semnalul telefonic este mai greu. Dupa ultima pensiune reusim sa gasim loc de cort+masina pe un cimp dar aproape de apa dar si de drumul principal pentru a fi vazuti de Camelia si Dan din Tirgoviste. </p><p>Ne organizam: unii aduc lemne, altii aprind focul si aragazul, iar fetele scot masa de seara. Sintem atenti sa nu fim jefuiti de vreo vulpe. Zeci de masini coboara dinspre Moldoveanu in plina noapte si facind nori de praf. Pe la ora 23 ne culcam iar pe la ora 2 dimineata aud motorul masinii lui Dan. Ii semnalizez cu lanterna si apoi adorm iar.</p><p><b>Duminica 5 septembrie 2021</b></p><p>Cind inca era intuneric(cca 5:45), ies afara si reprind focul. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiR0ofd6xlKmlaPnjo1D1iFMEfYyi89I2yC6xN-ucsYi4r0QbvGv7G_0AvT1mFmFZvePNfQct0z0IwzKXDPgDEPNEKvB3Iys66tSkB4gKz6rNZYmy6TaC6bT6jej_3eDIBjqb8s0uwSAOTay5eC9W_DQfR73LLrjFBRiB3OFsCwbCbvCDPbhRFgU9Fb=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiR0ofd6xlKmlaPnjo1D1iFMEfYyi89I2yC6xN-ucsYi4r0QbvGv7G_0AvT1mFmFZvePNfQct0z0IwzKXDPgDEPNEKvB3Iys66tSkB4gKz6rNZYmy6TaC6bT6jej_3eDIBjqb8s0uwSAOTay5eC9W_DQfR73LLrjFBRiB3OFsCwbCbvCDPbhRFgU9Fb=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Aprind si aragazul pentru a fierbe citiva cartofi adusi de Camelia. Dimineata vintoasa.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiRwun2RC-2jBZiHbBB99npOEVGgOtHlms5TxhaLJSxljlXmwaS5ru9ok5MTIuz9ksuSvlKewITDrN4NDyBAV5xZ59I_gTz_gRMl4SaLcnUPE_xc6-EZD8-2UF5UJ8Kuzx4zgoGmu79CoAJ1Fd2BesgOVdVK5PVm9Nv9yyYdJOPbLAXeKBC1q6qwdj8=s2592" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1456" data-original-width="2592" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiRwun2RC-2jBZiHbBB99npOEVGgOtHlms5TxhaLJSxljlXmwaS5ru9ok5MTIuz9ksuSvlKewITDrN4NDyBAV5xZ59I_gTz_gRMl4SaLcnUPE_xc6-EZD8-2UF5UJ8Kuzx4zgoGmu79CoAJ1Fd2BesgOVdVK5PVm9Nv9yyYdJOPbLAXeKBC1q6qwdj8=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />George a poftit la cartofi copti iar recomandarea mea este sa ii fierbem.. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjjfxYjixwGF_5vndd9vUTWvLZWvi3dCuAzjuHvpSnsvrU3GcltVSO0jiX1htYr6STKzXzdPsEeRlXhUgJkNTzcbnPgXhfWey2LzlD9tBTbch_-5q0pihXj_J_tI25JjiECrHbdJ1DgXzl7I7W13Pznkf5cRUcVhuGVN6dFkRnvDAfYlqUTE71WmWBw=s2592" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1456" data-original-width="2592" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjjfxYjixwGF_5vndd9vUTWvLZWvi3dCuAzjuHvpSnsvrU3GcltVSO0jiX1htYr6STKzXzdPsEeRlXhUgJkNTzcbnPgXhfWey2LzlD9tBTbch_-5q0pihXj_J_tI25JjiECrHbdJ1DgXzl7I7W13Pznkf5cRUcVhuGVN6dFkRnvDAfYlqUTE71WmWBw=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Desi sintem usor obositi dupa traseul de ieri din Muntii Iezer, ne mobilizam si pe la ora 8 pornim in lungul drum catre Stina lui Burnei. Iata Lacul de pe Riul Doamnei la confluenta cu Vasalatul(cale de acces spre Coltii Cremenei-jungla pe sus)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEio3_YG4WJm4ZK7WVxePRoMhQEGzknb2xuUKHjDIPqnMUUwuqy3TuaaoGDNPZDazcBpCmaNWLf0qbzEKGrZHNDeigwfCVxNod5PN89ow3W7IhZ7ip8feXGvU2O_tSNTBQOt3Xe4G8x40EIdMMJUJZh9HByDOL_e4zgozUZk2SExDoihdOZJB2Ji1vui=s2592" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1456" data-original-width="2592" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEio3_YG4WJm4ZK7WVxePRoMhQEGzknb2xuUKHjDIPqnMUUwuqy3TuaaoGDNPZDazcBpCmaNWLf0qbzEKGrZHNDeigwfCVxNod5PN89ow3W7IhZ7ip8feXGvU2O_tSNTBQOt3Xe4G8x40EIdMMJUJZh9HByDOL_e4zgozUZk2SExDoihdOZJB2Ji1vui=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Continuam pe valea Slatina vreme de 1h30 sau putin mai mult calatorind in viteza 2 pina la capatul drumului. Sintem depasiti doar de 2-3 jeepuri. Asadar la ora 10 parcam masinile si incercam sa terminam pepenele. Desi prognoza ne indica frig si zapada proaspata, acum si aici este o vreme perfecta. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjgziGtz3bycZ0hPltQ8w45OzCA1GqKnrU5gzx5yGBvb4KJNl9wJj43o4mYVS8fjGctwCYeOOlYQ8sQ70Yh_a2ZgcWTyRuCbRNwMlzwzyvkaoxTC_1O7-EEoZ2h1rOLKvZrPZvTzTE5x3nXrdpuPpfP6z0Ez-cIAF9GZYd33gGP6T5qUO0toDf51ZUa=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjgziGtz3bycZ0hPltQ8w45OzCA1GqKnrU5gzx5yGBvb4KJNl9wJj43o4mYVS8fjGctwCYeOOlYQ8sQ70Yh_a2ZgcWTyRuCbRNwMlzwzyvkaoxTC_1O7-EEoZ2h1rOLKvZrPZvTzTE5x3nXrdpuPpfP6z0Ez-cIAF9GZYd33gGP6T5qUO0toDf51ZUa=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Nu sintem singuri pe traseu insa reusim sa depasim multe grupuri. Niste tineri chiar coboara fiindca au dormit in creasta. Iar 2 fete din Cluj se grabesc sa ajunga la masina intrucit au mult de condus. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg8o3IWU6-kZeDIyybcN7XwMVlpSNwQfeXwOHdaMMsukhbTtA9qRdOsXMJW_ARFyK45MGJ43tltS7EjkA9_64anyuSXmLdh3qga-WfW6fvO8UuY0XYXLjxVLk4g4NH3ibCZ85Xk8mKXhvjfp24-9p18DVu8mfpM21UmHANoaGF64En4053-4KVJFr71=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg8o3IWU6-kZeDIyybcN7XwMVlpSNwQfeXwOHdaMMsukhbTtA9qRdOsXMJW_ARFyK45MGJ43tltS7EjkA9_64anyuSXmLdh3qga-WfW6fvO8UuY0XYXLjxVLk4g4NH3ibCZ85Xk8mKXhvjfp24-9p18DVu8mfpM21UmHANoaGF64En4053-4KVJFr71=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Iata Virful Moldoveanu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Raminem uimiti cind vedem cascada Zbuciumatu dar si celelalte caderi. Iarba verde, mirosul placut, florile si stincile ne dau energie. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCelqa1AxOEkWKQZv_45NSVXQHRmVHp4qO_gluQfDR2ayovSknpo-Gr8FkLKqao9RtbFYw3W24Zg1bX6kKlJdpeifymTKd7-DUOAtodKKr0E5JNR3a3jy2dEVl4QFPI_wGCEeUN79HbeYvLARUHJKGaYXDZG1udN6COuDwhhli1gXroxQEoSCHeud1=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCelqa1AxOEkWKQZv_45NSVXQHRmVHp4qO_gluQfDR2ayovSknpo-Gr8FkLKqao9RtbFYw3W24Zg1bX6kKlJdpeifymTKd7-DUOAtodKKr0E5JNR3a3jy2dEVl4QFPI_wGCEeUN79HbeYvLARUHJKGaYXDZG1udN6COuDwhhli1gXroxQEoSCHeud1=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Curind dupa treapta glaciara vedem trapezul Vistea-Moldoveanu. Pe un prag cu vedere la Cascadele Vaii Rele, citiva din grup cinta ceva frumos "Mult imi placi piriu de munte", un imn crestin care rasuna pe toata valea la concurenta cu cascada. Camelia este profesoara de muzica, iar George si Daniela sint in cor la bas si alto. Trecem pe linga fiarele contorsionate ale vechiului refugiu lovit de avalansa in anii 1987. Toata zona este mlastinoasa si verde intens. La inceputul verii pe aici creste bumbacarita, o planta care face un puf ca de bumbac. Incepem a urca spre Portita Vistei in directia unei turme de oi la pascut alaturi de magarusi. Apar ceturile caracteristice crestei pricipale. Pe partea nordica nu vedem nimic. Fiecare urca cum poate, pe unde poate si in propriul ritm, unii savurind traseul si dificultatile crestei. Ceilalti din grup sint in premiera in Fagaras (exceptie Bilea). <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiUMt6ORHLECznPs3myZRZgXj7lSD4X-QzRWAj4NChEUsLUsxqRtZ5y504fzzqA9Fj6hSwAp_lCH6qfH6EdOwPZdKfRttlULJj4WjKa04FUtOSgeW8i0apg7d0w6CLGLv3_GcKHRdS6IkqE_OMYo-OW7ZMOMFyaf7NY9q4fafeCA-aS-TX-mjLz6d9r=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiUMt6ORHLECznPs3myZRZgXj7lSD4X-QzRWAj4NChEUsLUsxqRtZ5y504fzzqA9Fj6hSwAp_lCH6qfH6EdOwPZdKfRttlULJj4WjKa04FUtOSgeW8i0apg7d0w6CLGLv3_GcKHRdS6IkqE_OMYo-OW7ZMOMFyaf7NY9q4fafeCA-aS-TX-mjLz6d9r=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cam pe la ora 14 poposim scurt pe Vf Vistea Mare 2527m.Aici echipa noastra cinta "Este soare azi in viata mea" iar ceata incepe sa dispara.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi1-3wWGTJ3gQ9tGrhrSl2YFu2egZ57lOyhMtGfvS43_6LN4kU-KBl3CLwAxPgWyzVexnaqpgWW9DnYIFooY-dID59K75ZNeOqmu58_7G-De0MHYkX5Odw-JUSXDYfI9Mo-O97FY5wylSAXSI75rBItXlE15aopokUUSeMhacPcabd7x1YGx86laJQU=s1600" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi1-3wWGTJ3gQ9tGrhrSl2YFu2egZ57lOyhMtGfvS43_6LN4kU-KBl3CLwAxPgWyzVexnaqpgWW9DnYIFooY-dID59K75ZNeOqmu58_7G-De0MHYkX5Odw-JUSXDYfI9Mo-O97FY5wylSAXSI75rBItXlE15aopokUUSeMhacPcabd7x1YGx86laJQU=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />Sint vreo 4 grade si pe drumul spre Moldoveanu cade o mazariche usoara de ne ingheata miinile, noroc ca avem si manusi. Doar George este in tricou. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgME7rcb5ss4tHOpAfFv-q9OcrDrWoPR2RwVr5TSvOFcZkwM5xO78UGqPxoGU5zISJNJs0kw-jsvoYQr-egxrtF8QOlKnME3RrSKx33_UG6Ide0bF-LysnHIZyRsixCHv-5wxIRgMXmfSEUfa0EMii5dQq7-uJhpwLw5maOwxcBE-iHJ8QgpSQMmyd_=s2592" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1456" data-original-width="2592" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgME7rcb5ss4tHOpAfFv-q9OcrDrWoPR2RwVr5TSvOFcZkwM5xO78UGqPxoGU5zISJNJs0kw-jsvoYQr-egxrtF8QOlKnME3RrSKx33_UG6Ide0bF-LysnHIZyRsixCHv-5wxIRgMXmfSEUfa0EMii5dQq7-uJhpwLw5maOwxcBE-iHJ8QgpSQMmyd_=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eu cu Iezerul triunghiular<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Acum pasajul Spintecaturii Moldoveanului este echipat cu lanturi. Aglomeratie mare insa eu merg pe creasta matematica.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiP07oAPdPH6WjpNBG2gGzr5gSpHXECVvXPIOXMaQjPo7wYhc07puACslA9v-Cn9M2mVIkZg2dytURd--xWx2MHYY6LquEm8qOwo0GNva7tc0u2_Ky9nLBH6yxPLRPpygSAyirnbh2lkTz23MhtFwgtxrkFZznyUTDoK26oAWCGW-iMSWoxxPgC8Ks6=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiP07oAPdPH6WjpNBG2gGzr5gSpHXECVvXPIOXMaQjPo7wYhc07puACslA9v-Cn9M2mVIkZg2dytURd--xWx2MHYY6LquEm8qOwo0GNva7tc0u2_Ky9nLBH6yxPLRPpygSAyirnbh2lkTz23MhtFwgtxrkFZznyUTDoK26oAWCGW-iMSWoxxPgC8Ks6=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>14:40 Virful Moldoveanu 2544m, Acoperisul Romaniei in echipa: Daniela cu sora ei Camelia+sotul Dan, George, Daniel, Emilia, eu. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhhkyR4sPH0-6OzVJ1IKaMtRsmYZ3OqzfJzqW6SzDhk75bbwXka2HueTAuFO3DyOjqyKodOZBrGDZvNj5I3dPoPFYN8dn1HO8JNYfYbML1hehs-WtuoVtniPwr9gFznuvxeIQvTvKIUm23ZWLQKkrNZ4h71ejHG3tg9WfCrnRP4TQU9Y8UbvqmVfWCI=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhhkyR4sPH0-6OzVJ1IKaMtRsmYZ3OqzfJzqW6SzDhk75bbwXka2HueTAuFO3DyOjqyKodOZBrGDZvNj5I3dPoPFYN8dn1HO8JNYfYbML1hehs-WtuoVtniPwr9gFznuvxeIQvTvKIUm23ZWLQKkrNZ4h71ejHG3tg9WfCrnRP4TQU9Y8UbvqmVfWCI=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Mie mi-au trebuit citeva incercari in Fagaras pina la ajuns la 20 de ani pe acest virf.... hmmm, ei au ajuns din prima. Bravo lor!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjgJiSyW2G8P0kORswWmpGeOBWAjMq6Gv9QizKuuxpE6nQk5O78fj1q-bS09nSqXoOrfkdK_DVtx2TDsAYhcuvnJF6WmmCYHoYgnAeAMPNJHPHck8QwkvEo9l57tXv7b--bFQI_FAiHm3j0oGQlah3nayS-sM1cMS54fnyByAbBPq77QzVq4oLHHQ6R=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjgJiSyW2G8P0kORswWmpGeOBWAjMq6Gv9QizKuuxpE6nQk5O78fj1q-bS09nSqXoOrfkdK_DVtx2TDsAYhcuvnJF6WmmCYHoYgnAeAMPNJHPHck8QwkvEo9l57tXv7b--bFQI_FAiHm3j0oGQlah3nayS-sM1cMS54fnyByAbBPq77QzVq4oLHHQ6R=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Poze, poze si apoi coborim spre Scarisoara insa intr-o sa ne oprim sa mincam masa de prinz din ghiozdan. Terminam repede si urcam spre vf Scarisoara. O pereche care nu stie drumul o ia razna pe o muchie secundara si apoi nu-i mai vedem. Nu stiu ce s-a intimplat cu ei. Au fost zone unde marcajul nu era prea clar insa tot ce trebuie sa faca un turist este sa mearga pe poteca marcata pina la primul indicator care ne anunta clar directia lacurilor Scarisoarei.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjLxxjgLuikdoE5_mplAj7t8hyi7-CxpERF0VkrlNazNUX8Mms-RHG0cLks64lXA0nfd0Z6Je69Zq6kyRpv3KyAyncnoD3MmlnW5jaRgeSI1jKYw0Guq1qxHZ_NSxIUUmYcE5QySSGWJgBFVV-J2GmGm_1HLPyTfTo4phEwzhhzEfyxrPab_U-1OGfs=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjLxxjgLuikdoE5_mplAj7t8hyi7-CxpERF0VkrlNazNUX8Mms-RHG0cLks64lXA0nfd0Z6Je69Zq6kyRpv3KyAyncnoD3MmlnW5jaRgeSI1jKYw0Guq1qxHZ_NSxIUUmYcE5QySSGWJgBFVV-J2GmGm_1HLPyTfTo4phEwzhhzEfyxrPab_U-1OGfs=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>La 16:30 sintem deasupra Lacului Mare Scarisoara insa trecem greu prin aceasta zona intrucit magarii intilniti trag de noi, de chingile rucsacilor, de haine. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjLa-5HQAESeFYzqM5i078Y15Dwx4TCyryu3RHf22fPJwfYgffeE3y_RriN8Mi9OqV9fjDr5BBS6YUxveMyHuv804bhkpR6OCGFzq_8v0TJALe_KvHST5jo2Xu3r46NxKJdJ-RyFa2Wt7HJjk0uFJhlC_cqx0zr6nxBLAabz2FCWunNeT22eKT_owy5=s2592" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1456" data-original-width="2592" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjLa-5HQAESeFYzqM5i078Y15Dwx4TCyryu3RHf22fPJwfYgffeE3y_RriN8Mi9OqV9fjDr5BBS6YUxveMyHuv804bhkpR6OCGFzq_8v0TJALe_KvHST5jo2Xu3r46NxKJdJ-RyFa2Wt7HJjk0uFJhlC_cqx0zr6nxBLAabz2FCWunNeT22eKT_owy5=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Trecem de un bordei apoi pe la alte lacuri mai mici. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgbyEx2j0_znkhZAlvcDsRibtzSuU95vNqhSL4IMWu7C_hErT9fnV9G9vMX18_trNDVwFpOX6KRU0kIrIWAM1JslLzfkKjdioz2_6UAFs1Ch8pcq8TGFtlA62DxVUieEOajZ5pdk0e8o2jSVs4utn35mrzd5tVMHkHAaSl8owpGP5ik-KqRLDuU1kdj=s2592" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1456" data-original-width="2592" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgbyEx2j0_znkhZAlvcDsRibtzSuU95vNqhSL4IMWu7C_hErT9fnV9G9vMX18_trNDVwFpOX6KRU0kIrIWAM1JslLzfkKjdioz2_6UAFs1Ch8pcq8TGFtlA62DxVUieEOajZ5pdk0e8o2jSVs4utn35mrzd5tVMHkHAaSl8owpGP5ik-KqRLDuU1kdj=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Intre timp culegem afine si merisoare si alimentam bidoanele cu apa intrucit de citeva ore nu au mai fost izvoare. Popas pentru imnul "Mult imi placi piriu de munte". Urmind marcajul cruce albastra, bine aplicat, sosim la buza abruptului unde incep jnepenii.<p></p><p>De aici urmeaza o coborire mai abrupta insa poteca este uscata. Prindem din urma niste turisti care se cam certau si dam tare din bascheti spre vale. Sintem tare confuzi sa vedem cit de aproape vom fi de cascada Zbuciumatu. Ideea este ca acum vedem niste cascade uriase suspendate, faine culoare de gheata in perioada iernii.</p><p>Asadar la 18:50 sosim inapoi la capatul drumului forestier dupa aproape 11km dar 1300m urcati.</p><p>Urmeaza un drum lung pina la Ploiesti. Aici pe vale a fost ploaie si au aparut balti pe drum deci masinile cu praf acum au si noroi. Mai prindem citeva reprize de ploaie , mergem constant, unii dorm linistiti iar altii mai tin de vorba soferul. Pe la ora 1 dimineata sosim teferi in Ploiesti. Unii vor merge la munca la ora 7. Ha, ha!</p><p>Iata <b>albumul foto</b> <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/fQXK35XNQrhbi4To6" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/fQXK35XNQrhbi4To6</a><br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0Nucsoara, Romania45.5868638 24.768038412.531509816894655 -10.388211600000002 78.642217783105352 59.924288399999995tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-45241886529502389302021-09-03T18:13:00.247+03:002022-01-29T13:42:07.160+02:00Muntii Iezer 3-4 septembrie2021<p> Visam la aceasta excursie inca din luna iunie insa atunci aproape fiecare final de saptamina a fost ploios, friguros si chiar cu zapada. Reusim sa ne mobilizam <b>vineri 3 septembrie</b>, dupa amiaza pe la ora 14:30. Sintem 5 persoane inghesuite intr-o masina, dar gata, primim si un pepene de la Cristi care doar o trimite pe sotie sa mearga cu noi!</p><p>Si sa prezint echipa: Daniela Tapalaga, George Dogaru, Daniel Vasilescu, Emilia, Hiker <br /></p><p>Este cald la Ploiesti insa pe la 2000m se anunta usor inghet. Prognoza chiar mentiona zapada prin Fagaras, dar noi sintem echipati. Ne asteapta un drum lung, prin Tirgoviste-Cimpulung si Valea Tirlungului spre Lacul Riusor.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgq2byw2o5-7Z99Faf0kztY3n-4q9m6FJuECLJaK8aSgb_L1SANoFX534Iy3-b2am8jKSmaDbZaFgAsGmc_mLdO0tKEvxdNd-r6VGqgDQ4cNoIsKRwYZY7y45kPFCiPxqV1GUeRWSfiYGYjRdiHaDYSJvwgalNSkZYdmDHdCuaXmO5MdkuEYwZE30pN=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgq2byw2o5-7Z99Faf0kztY3n-4q9m6FJuECLJaK8aSgb_L1SANoFX534Iy3-b2am8jKSmaDbZaFgAsGmc_mLdO0tKEvxdNd-r6VGqgDQ4cNoIsKRwYZY7y45kPFCiPxqV1GUeRWSfiYGYjRdiHaDYSJvwgalNSkZYdmDHdCuaXmO5MdkuEYwZE30pN=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Pe la 17:30 oprim linga barajul Riusor unde ne asteapta 3 vulpite. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjcstKX1NFM-30BwBn_QmMeIdUA2woXgSrFT1nMn01pzKa-iHrocUszn_t7cnBqDhBkiIhc_-VZl8FhFRDDQLEmLIH589lP9L_eNTty9ekk-4W-4-XsckLyHVMf8k3gnPsKfmQyUO99rOdp-ooSDfRSkOuBCDVM3pAui0RS5sZSoOfIwh1hhqX75QUJ=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjcstKX1NFM-30BwBn_QmMeIdUA2woXgSrFT1nMn01pzKa-iHrocUszn_t7cnBqDhBkiIhc_-VZl8FhFRDDQLEmLIH589lP9L_eNTty9ekk-4W-4-XsckLyHVMf8k3gnPsKfmQyUO99rOdp-ooSDfRSkOuBCDVM3pAui0RS5sZSoOfIwh1hhqX75QUJ=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Sintem in zona muntoasa a muntilor Iezer Papusa iar citeva pietre cazute de pe versanti ne fac mai atenti la aceste pericole. Mai sus de cabana Voina, undeva aproape de confluenta spre Cabana Cuca si ref Iezer. Buun, reusim sa campam cortul si pina la lasarea intunericului aprindem si un foculet. Este usor sub 10 grade.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjpZWN4iZftFBRv1qkCsuqqKiRi4Jr4YDwvvcclQx5WwUYTtBCmty6L5MPRCsSHxJcB_OmQQfMOJi2BEbx-x8yhVYWEU_RNMRQxH2IOI5E6U9boW1IiXYaNwA5XHBIz8aCQKMb_QZSNpFi667y1SmHUGsD3ahb_rgV0UqeJTmw9IrSt6j2BkKBMqCoa=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjpZWN4iZftFBRv1qkCsuqqKiRi4Jr4YDwvvcclQx5WwUYTtBCmty6L5MPRCsSHxJcB_OmQQfMOJi2BEbx-x8yhVYWEU_RNMRQxH2IOI5E6U9boW1IiXYaNwA5XHBIz8aCQKMb_QZSNpFi667y1SmHUGsD3ahb_rgV0UqeJTmw9IrSt6j2BkKBMqCoa=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Mincam, povestim si sintem nerabdatori sa urcam. <p></p><p>Asadar eu cu baietii(George si Daniel Vasilescu) dormim in cortul meu iar fetele(Emilia si Daniela) vor dormi in masina. Evident ca nu lasam pepenele intreg.</p><p><b>Simbata 4 septembrie 2021</b></p><p>Ma trezesc usor inainte de rasarit si fug sa caut o toaleta, apoi reaprind focul si pregatesc ceaiul si obisnuit budinca de orez. Treptat se da desteptarea intrucit vom stringe tabara. Mutam masina, ne echipam si la ora 8 sintem deja la primul indicator. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiLV-yiWznJrJWW25lTFA_5_tashnBW7l1qDqLHcwLLRpB8aFj9Pky5HzgSloGWBEmkFAViJq28uleGA_jUbIkuA2hEtzYkPaEQ9W5eq2voM7EqryoJP5c1rTxmLRdXIHgIvrNRM43Ya0qMbLsbGf_iNtN7DPXbEQZAe4df0EyKn-F2RPw3-fnpeb9S=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiLV-yiWznJrJWW25lTFA_5_tashnBW7l1qDqLHcwLLRpB8aFj9Pky5HzgSloGWBEmkFAViJq28uleGA_jUbIkuA2hEtzYkPaEQ9W5eq2voM7EqryoJP5c1rTxmLRdXIHgIvrNRM43Ya0qMbLsbGf_iNtN7DPXbEQZAe4df0EyKn-F2RPw3-fnpeb9S=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmam punctul albastru adica traseul de vara catre Lacul Iezer la inceput pe un drum forestier apoi transformat in vadul riului pina ce trecem spre stinga peste un dig. Pentru putin timp urmam un fir de apa iar mai sus urcam prin padure. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiavEj19g-euri4XKgJBpG3nIO34gIVLXKiM7rEkgMuyYQABpHXivY8iule64QtvaUKZiAuS_cvck3mvPf55PdkL-0O9V1EN22eFUhF9UeZ-aHCW8FEUtEisWhPFqxpFJ0FzVUpXOzee8AiminmWvT7gVjJN1wThg1fH5yAfProXleG8x70LvUiq5hM=s1024" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiavEj19g-euri4XKgJBpG3nIO34gIVLXKiM7rEkgMuyYQABpHXivY8iule64QtvaUKZiAuS_cvck3mvPf55PdkL-0O9V1EN22eFUhF9UeZ-aHCW8FEUtEisWhPFqxpFJ0FzVUpXOzee8AiminmWvT7gVjJN1wThg1fH5yAfProXleG8x70LvUiq5hM=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />Mai sus trecem inca odata apa pe o punte iar pe acolo este si bifurcatia cu traseul de iarna. Ni se spune ca este ultima sansa cind putem lua lemne daca dorim sa ne incalzim la soba. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEipdWdaPkalsWyfVEXQm3KqncKPCk5yMWRNsUEDgHpIv8KmzsQbg9BjvjCQFd0US8YS_qN7sv-Ga3Z9Bu-Ehf8pw3O4mpiEwkmvF6gbqZV6T7akMZJx8G5aREabMDxXzHkAUKzGCHYDB3jSj9qJyolDp8B70VOYd38zu9e7QivBGWwz4GS-PZN1C0zF=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEipdWdaPkalsWyfVEXQm3KqncKPCk5yMWRNsUEDgHpIv8KmzsQbg9BjvjCQFd0US8YS_qN7sv-Ga3Z9Bu-Ehf8pw3O4mpiEwkmvF6gbqZV6T7akMZJx8G5aREabMDxXzHkAUKzGCHYDB3jSj9qJyolDp8B70VOYd38zu9e7QivBGWwz4GS-PZN1C0zF=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Poteca traverseaza o padure subalpina de jnepeni. Vedem crestele tot mai aproape insa afinele si merisoarele ne retin. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjI95ZzF_XlsEqse3s_A_Lq6uiJONa7Tk-q0FsD7oWZk5h4wIgisKcKLus35RwtLWCrVshdQbdywd2OgRwrEYQvhTa_437RQpkp62Bu7_5dNOtqWs2-RUm-4Tr2UsSIen5UdhwWXm0PO8uQPcY3Rx6zkfUj5RVe1V5t07Cyoe1bQArLRTR0Xz_KtSe9=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjI95ZzF_XlsEqse3s_A_Lq6uiJONa7Tk-q0FsD7oWZk5h4wIgisKcKLus35RwtLWCrVshdQbdywd2OgRwrEYQvhTa_437RQpkp62Bu7_5dNOtqWs2-RUm-4Tr2UsSIen5UdhwWXm0PO8uQPcY3Rx6zkfUj5RVe1V5t07Cyoe1bQArLRTR0Xz_KtSe9=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Greu de cedat. Dupa o ultima panta iesim pe buza circului glaciar unde se gaseste amplasat Refugiul Iezer. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhpT9C_Gx0jPtzFw7t2Z06X1EjDQxnIXFWPo6YPuIlEAY7Da7XSTyT9C9a6frKUAPGJy0Edc_Zl-KBxL6Ee6esPSWiOi-bM3mhLrUfsy2FPsYi2Fj9wgf-bGViEhe6aafan6DlhWYxzPZ5d5yJRY_a3xAc1Xu7EbQVziApToX7UnUMoWDXkQS6jwsvC=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhpT9C_Gx0jPtzFw7t2Z06X1EjDQxnIXFWPo6YPuIlEAY7Da7XSTyT9C9a6frKUAPGJy0Edc_Zl-KBxL6Ee6esPSWiOi-bM3mhLrUfsy2FPsYi2Fj9wgf-bGViEhe6aafan6DlhWYxzPZ5d5yJRY_a3xAc1Xu7EbQVziApToX7UnUMoWDXkQS6jwsvC=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Este o intreaga poveste, cum ca un avocat a dat acest loc societatii montane pentru a construi acest adapost. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjgP5sIQz0raFnLfRkOIJIoQg8woz-lj46GytRn11TvRVY2uXFVsafT4U5F_2dSKZj5fo_GX-VgsqyoWEBbAkI-MpAT-NIvmqdb3zNcRb5OP9SZQnNVAi_ra1ArBvE4dGmBtN9YuEyoYIfQ0uAXVgyPtAltxwy7RABq1N__1g_lKRdq2VHFjPBOeiPf=s2592" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1456" data-original-width="2592" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjgP5sIQz0raFnLfRkOIJIoQg8woz-lj46GytRn11TvRVY2uXFVsafT4U5F_2dSKZj5fo_GX-VgsqyoWEBbAkI-MpAT-NIvmqdb3zNcRb5OP9SZQnNVAi_ra1ArBvE4dGmBtN9YuEyoYIfQ0uAXVgyPtAltxwy7RABq1N__1g_lKRdq2VHFjPBOeiPf=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lacul Iezer<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Aici servim masa iar eu povestesc despre ispravile mele de aici, solitare, din 3-4 decembrie 2020. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg-2xj8tzHqPScYRgxafVKbx1ruX20757_wmsEmKKqDjwgjX-1KMEdRdEUIo5-5DQGmXxuvI4zfQg5eeCC7XXw5Cu0cSJfatXtvgOdqgx1tDb6sbi7IpWjSih8v5nAFAeyyToDWM-fzGVEDdLr34tm1itfKVlcKMrtSGFV5w3UnJY7mUQJ0GibvhcM_=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg-2xj8tzHqPScYRgxafVKbx1ruX20757_wmsEmKKqDjwgjX-1KMEdRdEUIo5-5DQGmXxuvI4zfQg5eeCC7XXw5Cu0cSJfatXtvgOdqgx1tDb6sbi7IpWjSih8v5nAFAeyyToDWM-fzGVEDdLr34tm1itfKVlcKMrtSGFV5w3UnJY7mUQJ0GibvhcM_=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dupa pauza meritata suim spre Crucea Ateneului Voinesti (ora 13). Aici pe drumul auto sint sosite 2 jeepuri. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgtUkChe8CgrCmyk21k8E9XygsVB5GMTPACr8xYTrS2xMuZMvSKcAp4w9FPdCs1PCXRVX9Mb0jUy-atyLr27TEd9IF3cXYrXb9kl36dkd6YvZ49xMiV3qF3xgHm26s6LfKWuQfBlRGSrdpEorM-Is5fzCfa_K-NWchanJjnaRtNhV-FB3K_FcPR4TqA=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgtUkChe8CgrCmyk21k8E9XygsVB5GMTPACr8xYTrS2xMuZMvSKcAp4w9FPdCs1PCXRVX9Mb0jUy-atyLr27TEd9IF3cXYrXb9kl36dkd6YvZ49xMiV3qF3xgHm26s6LfKWuQfBlRGSrdpEorM-Is5fzCfa_K-NWchanJjnaRtNhV-FB3K_FcPR4TqA=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Citeva pilcuri de ceata fac muntele mai tainic. Urcam sustinut pe marcajul crestei banda rosie insa lasam vf Iezer pe dreapta fiind ceva mai departe de poteca. Ne vom multumi cu vf Rosu 2469m. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgObLZIr-4OwjZ7ohPodjP4plYyjyW9Ns66mMyg7yJ_TapbA09lHosQ4irTTnCVAUSb5zIX-EwWc-wTyFTgqij7_Y4uxWYxvteST2Taqo9IrjSEwpupIw8WH7_N1BwPUdBgSuTJIGhBuXP5wQ3j4_cRZEnuU9Kmnn0y05TuX59oMXusr9JEdKdD_xpW=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgObLZIr-4OwjZ7ohPodjP4plYyjyW9Ns66mMyg7yJ_TapbA09lHosQ4irTTnCVAUSb5zIX-EwWc-wTyFTgqij7_Y4uxWYxvteST2Taqo9IrjSEwpupIw8WH7_N1BwPUdBgSuTJIGhBuXP5wQ3j4_cRZEnuU9Kmnn0y05TuX59oMXusr9JEdKdD_xpW=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Apar in departare Coltii Cremenei dar si formidabili Munti ai Fagarasului pina la Moldoveanu. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEilaq8UeYyNbWNost7U45bBKwgqMvEVzMcxZO-V0JiU44toZx-SqKg4v70tzRLQ_qTI5sUyEq3cDETqkJhkEvuMwzsidkN22j3gcUtND133dNoNKNJrNYADDf392GWpROp0OinmlJ8PfEpOwhki46wLHTId5WOyaIm1PZZrm5v47EMygEChYBkWkYYL=s2048" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEilaq8UeYyNbWNost7U45bBKwgqMvEVzMcxZO-V0JiU44toZx-SqKg4v70tzRLQ_qTI5sUyEq3cDETqkJhkEvuMwzsidkN22j3gcUtND133dNoNKNJrNYADDf392GWpROp0OinmlJ8PfEpOwhki46wLHTId5WOyaIm1PZZrm5v47EMygEChYBkWkYYL=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Coltii Cremenei, vedere pina la Moldoveanu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Oooh cit de binecuvintati sintem sa privim la zeci de km!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgarzAFeWSRtzifpsk_y3IPfXo7cISmu9Xf7Wcou-sHD_6W9q-1LZqgRodowCpsoqgKibJv16FHrM-ukDDLvNLPYvwL1dLFxgZfKZ-0gkKEj-Tx1F45Ol9f6iT3XVs-1a0DUjWY7EQHMN_IOPsHLq5P6apwajqAsP2LZz11qDsxG2z0ntg2C4l-LRUG=s1600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgarzAFeWSRtzifpsk_y3IPfXo7cISmu9Xf7Wcou-sHD_6W9q-1LZqgRodowCpsoqgKibJv16FHrM-ukDDLvNLPYvwL1dLFxgZfKZ-0gkKEj-Tx1F45Ol9f6iT3XVs-1a0DUjWY7EQHMN_IOPsHLq5P6apwajqAsP2LZz11qDsxG2z0ntg2C4l-LRUG=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>14:20 Ne pozam pe vf Rosu. Uraaa, vom continua spre est catre vf Batrina. Din pricina ca nu sintem bine antrenati nu vom alerga spre vf Papusa, astfel putind fi pe la 30km. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6bq4egAwVkiKvbvkeFCYA-0Qhng2GF-iw6xuuM5wjL8LRWZyXVcB3t5Xp_lRM0JUEYxF0t6Rt1DCHvIu2bsK_-opb4GCgcCU7ElHo1uQQTXIajjMJd-EMF-kFTYgSOhNfa0OyZa-LgxlOWac2eHT67iFD6Uhlyt7SWWy2VaAu9qkjZAwIPodM0-KV=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6bq4egAwVkiKvbvkeFCYA-0Qhng2GF-iw6xuuM5wjL8LRWZyXVcB3t5Xp_lRM0JUEYxF0t6Rt1DCHvIu2bsK_-opb4GCgcCU7ElHo1uQQTXIajjMJd-EMF-kFTYgSOhNfa0OyZa-LgxlOWac2eHT67iFD6Uhlyt7SWWy2VaAu9qkjZAwIPodM0-KV=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Trecem de o sa apoi urcam usor pe vf Piscanu si coborim usor in Curmatura Batrinei interceptind coborirea pe Plaiul lui Patru pe punct rosu. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhV89-bow3xLae_svK8112872JIqSRFWJPnzLwPFrP2McTvSTCVPqpIDUtk2YFDjqkEeDomqH9Pqjvb0JP13Zc5qj732AK54gvZw0I7vHIJaQY42xSkgc8aMsa_cYGZjs0YhJGySMCOFGpGE1_PdUGRcolZ-v0lTe9TKWjG5xzgLR_kQtKBfVgKoyyD=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhV89-bow3xLae_svK8112872JIqSRFWJPnzLwPFrP2McTvSTCVPqpIDUtk2YFDjqkEeDomqH9Pqjvb0JP13Zc5qj732AK54gvZw0I7vHIJaQY42xSkgc8aMsa_cYGZjs0YhJGySMCOFGpGE1_PdUGRcolZ-v0lTe9TKWjG5xzgLR_kQtKBfVgKoyyD=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Din urma sintem prinsi de 2 ciobani care isi mina la vale citiva magarusi cu bagaje. Au terminat cu tarcul oilor sterpe si vor mai sta citeva zile la stina din Piciorul lu Patru. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgYGJyhWNBD7ThBrKdci1ACyXVdkHIWwuJ9PWDpadEQUyDwXeF2NarV1mmyWSrDLrfLZqXqaNg5G7Ms3Z3A8766LEy1_UUHWE9IeWT-Az7_9-6sof-jy382N5iBlw7HkvewVH2CpWZdAX-fZhWaNQd1dAizOAvf6xn_yRnK96YaQP6NtjIG_PQn5x4I=s2048" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgYGJyhWNBD7ThBrKdci1ACyXVdkHIWwuJ9PWDpadEQUyDwXeF2NarV1mmyWSrDLrfLZqXqaNg5G7Ms3Z3A8766LEy1_UUHWE9IeWT-Az7_9-6sof-jy382N5iBlw7HkvewVH2CpWZdAX-fZhWaNQd1dAizOAvf6xn_yRnK96YaQP6NtjIG_PQn5x4I=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Plaiul lui Patru<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Din fericire ciinii de la stina sint tinuti din scurt si reusim sa trecem fara mari emotii iar la intrarea in padure mai poposim odata.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjoSXJlThEENVp_eqc4mDfvLDWKk8K2bKN1q-jZxR5iRbjvl0HC7JtlUbjEEDLqQkKmV-yA8QCpjPq23iP6Ebxy4I6NBcQKLGd8zLEpiJf16iEQpE0CWke9H2ExU9ITx1CccNcKynmtKShKjIsgYvrCgTAqsCvwIaqMDWv91IoZrMV08gWT8ezoHEz_=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjoSXJlThEENVp_eqc4mDfvLDWKk8K2bKN1q-jZxR5iRbjvl0HC7JtlUbjEEDLqQkKmV-yA8QCpjPq23iP6Ebxy4I6NBcQKLGd8zLEpiJf16iEQpE0CWke9H2ExU9ITx1CccNcKynmtKShKjIsgYvrCgTAqsCvwIaqMDWv91IoZrMV08gWT8ezoHEz_=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Intre timp Daniela, George si Daniel se schimba in sandale nemaisuportind ghetutele sau adidasii. De aici in jos vom merge pe un drum vechi de caruta acum fiind dificil, pamintos si cu santuri adinci de 2-3m. Faptul ca este uscat ne ajuta enorm sa coborim pe picioare.
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Ramin uimit de cit de sus au suit acestia pe drumul abrupt cu torenti adinci, <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgExSlgW0vzdg0kFXFG0LbqlvqoA34oukSX3rCrIPgwSKS9wNVwNDXQXFvpqGUXB80EZwl7O9nvYb_S9kWhzNfHx_-ZtFrT8x3nUwqn_mX3pSVDNguns5P0d2-YUjVy8Hk_nYFoOezvu3eMizZOyG2I4f-YUSJghGGmI3iy9dtiod12UBEYZvGQQAOb=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgExSlgW0vzdg0kFXFG0LbqlvqoA34oukSX3rCrIPgwSKS9wNVwNDXQXFvpqGUXB80EZwl7O9nvYb_S9kWhzNfHx_-ZtFrT8x3nUwqn_mX3pSVDNguns5P0d2-YUjVy8Hk_nYFoOezvu3eMizZOyG2I4f-YUSJghGGmI3iy9dtiod12UBEYZvGQQAOb=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dupa citeva bucle ale drumului sosim pe la ora 18 la drumul public care vine de la Cabana Cuca.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKfa6YjeH2OF4JJtgREjkFIr8ExoaQF3_YXbvH0ji2T_0vpSXRgns1g5aX4I-L9PIaenMEMOB8ZnA6YLN4iRfTNjZae06tz00vdFh3csFdf8DwAe9iQaoOeAj-l3_d6Sa3gVRR8oHOA5kWw14QXGaj05Qob2xNpQG3KlcJjfp7GbhCvYzws1mbTG7x=s2048" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKfa6YjeH2OF4JJtgREjkFIr8ExoaQF3_YXbvH0ji2T_0vpSXRgns1g5aX4I-L9PIaenMEMOB8ZnA6YLN4iRfTNjZae06tz00vdFh3csFdf8DwAe9iQaoOeAj-l3_d6Sa3gVRR8oHOA5kWw14QXGaj05Qob2xNpQG3KlcJjfp7GbhCvYzws1mbTG7x=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Asadar azi am parcurs 23km, s-au urcat si coborit 1700m . Pentru azi este gata, avem cortul strins si toti decidem ca mai putem rabda de foame, acum esential fiind sa continuam drumul de masina cit este lumina. Trebuie sa ajungem la semnal gsm intrucit grupul se va mari la noapte.<p></p><p><b>Album foto Iezer</b> <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/vt7jXqw8MookQ8ga6" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/vt7jXqw8MookQ8ga6</a><br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-2814413938057296432021-06-13T21:53:00.000+03:002022-01-29T22:20:34.945+02:00Initiere la rapel 13 iunie 2021<p> Este duminica dimineata, pe 13 iunie, si plecam pe la ora 6:30 catre Sinaia. Avem o fereastra foarte scurta de vreme uscata, acum dimineata. Asa ca sint impins de spate sa initiez citiva prieteni in arta rapelului. Doi din grup(Stef si George) tocmai au venit de la o tabara de supravietuire facuta la Scarita Belioara si acolo au invatat putin rapelul si catararea insa au avut parte de vreme ploioasa. In masina dlui Stef Cirstea sintem: Daniela cu fata ei(Alice), George, doamna Mirela Cirstea si eu.<br /></p><p>Ne miscam repede astfel ca la 7:30 ne reunim cu cei veniti din Tirgoviste(Dan, Camelia, Sarah, Beni)</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjdlfc5_VNFNMikAJCYLoldY6uvV0iRE3Rso82k8cHz65iboD4-DSjsuTGKuFYwaYweYb695CTAUkan4zsUH3rL4xEA0sHzHih9imqBCpT0mjUn7cAqQUHqXtS9Kp_EaEhwrSvnegp9EcmBAYo5ozlOaQ1PNU_wyTWPXuw2rwIMfU1lgJMMFz4R948V=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjdlfc5_VNFNMikAJCYLoldY6uvV0iRE3Rso82k8cHz65iboD4-DSjsuTGKuFYwaYweYb695CTAUkan4zsUH3rL4xEA0sHzHih9imqBCpT0mjUn7cAqQUHqXtS9Kp_EaEhwrSvnegp9EcmBAYo5ozlOaQ1PNU_wyTWPXuw2rwIMfU1lgJMMFz4R948V=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Parcam la intrarea pe drumul catre Stinca Sfinta Ana si pornim in pas voios dar atenti ca aici ne putem intilni oricind cu ursul aici la Cariera Sinaia. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiATN97zwphv9-b9plZ86hSKtf4vWt3Ydu9D8PWVpwpH7k6N49NePoG8pjQdOfRrKx3hUliDHiMnsq3_ymMow_DKXuwRh_1vFPEgC37jTPcxvm_kgCzp6sdOFL0KS9v9avvDB0cMogrozT8mqd5sUClytll5ihwCY_xExxHnrSbc_5_tgyzSSpk8l8q=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiATN97zwphv9-b9plZ86hSKtf4vWt3Ydu9D8PWVpwpH7k6N49NePoG8pjQdOfRrKx3hUliDHiMnsq3_ymMow_DKXuwRh_1vFPEgC37jTPcxvm_kgCzp6sdOFL0KS9v9avvDB0cMogrozT8mqd5sUClytll5ihwCY_xExxHnrSbc_5_tgyzSSpk8l8q=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Scot repede hamurile si castile si alerg sus sa montez coarda pentru rapel si alta pentru masa top-rope. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjo7bdtQrOuHi5ihs3nTfbeVbPD6_2Si26UEYgP0pSnPcxFbb5uakXHB1_F9MdnwxgqGnGeW1Lf9R4VcZfvQPpslyKF5f3HSqzUGNNZmqxePQLnZHjjp2uo5IhPo-1NnYyQLrZjKRv1_N45bk48yD2b0W_Vw2gKpi28vRHmBaXw6XL9xTzZDPbGGXx6=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjo7bdtQrOuHi5ihs3nTfbeVbPD6_2Si26UEYgP0pSnPcxFbb5uakXHB1_F9MdnwxgqGnGeW1Lf9R4VcZfvQPpslyKF5f3HSqzUGNNZmqxePQLnZHjjp2uo5IhPo-1NnYyQLrZjKRv1_N45bk48yD2b0W_Vw2gKpi28vRHmBaXw6XL9xTzZDPbGGXx6=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />George fileaza de jos, iar eu asigur de sus pe cei care vor face rapel. Nimeni nu coboara pe proprie raspundere! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiCChekwdS9zkTGlArSoUBUwk-F1MzaaZh7Wc0PGjzuud2kyKPbmmv7iSWTGuWM7BarnX_fpgsOMgRNju9S7YjxwR2tJYa-PHWKr0gW0CuKHz0EqeAJRbEn8GItL-dteoMyg3ShsamVP0k5p9YdX8-CWOCGN8F8r9l8kyeMWq3YSG1nsyhquLkBmhPb=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiCChekwdS9zkTGlArSoUBUwk-F1MzaaZh7Wc0PGjzuud2kyKPbmmv7iSWTGuWM7BarnX_fpgsOMgRNju9S7YjxwR2tJYa-PHWKr0gW0CuKHz0EqeAJRbEn8GItL-dteoMyg3ShsamVP0k5p9YdX8-CWOCGN8F8r9l8kyeMWq3YSG1nsyhquLkBmhPb=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Toti sint in mina mea in cazul in care ei vor scapa coarda din mina ori vor obosi sau speria. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZ5Cv9LHXXoYsd4dK6vayU9IcqKe10AVxSRl7iiG2l2zsy9SFl8K1v7YM1rDCOh8tYxNpWohULjuCNw2yTUrpueXp21uERQ1t2lrgRqye4z3BqPUGDdejbyKdA81xr_mkCLqf58oTwPWJ4FbBHy_YbtKzxoOfK_gVCLBXFeBY2441WU8akoSvy2xtD=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZ5Cv9LHXXoYsd4dK6vayU9IcqKe10AVxSRl7iiG2l2zsy9SFl8K1v7YM1rDCOh8tYxNpWohULjuCNw2yTUrpueXp21uERQ1t2lrgRqye4z3BqPUGDdejbyKdA81xr_mkCLqf58oTwPWJ4FbBHy_YbtKzxoOfK_gVCLBXFeBY2441WU8akoSvy2xtD=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Emotii mari pentru majoritatea, fetele au citeva lacrimi insa se vor revansa si vor repeta operatiunea dupa citeva minute. <p></p><p>Pe linia cealalta, George fileaza pe cei care se vor catara.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgeMFdz4NqePUNN380OQXOzVLxaHfRKUZo4BbnPjeio2bDYCB-LGsnRXneQm766BtZkTmnu7XI5HSPyLBAilnmV945nKJoDfzmQvw_9wyRcRbG4TiL67rAWOmJ_zrHtXGWkUBlcimuAGQxrmifoSrNsX0XEZKMS9ZNsrnvZ7Cfv7Tu57F0YRBap63qQ=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgeMFdz4NqePUNN380OQXOzVLxaHfRKUZo4BbnPjeio2bDYCB-LGsnRXneQm766BtZkTmnu7XI5HSPyLBAilnmV945nKJoDfzmQvw_9wyRcRbG4TiL67rAWOmJ_zrHtXGWkUBlcimuAGQxrmifoSrNsX0XEZKMS9ZNsrnvZ7Cfv7Tu57F0YRBap63qQ=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Incepe ploaia dar nu renuntam. Dupa vreo 30min se opreste iar noi continuam. Dupa alte citeva rapeluri reincepe ploaia.<p></p><p>La ora 12 deja stringem corzile. Oamenii sint uzi, inghetati dar si bucurosi ca s-au ales cu 2-3 rapeluri si catarari. Nu am avut timp de niciun sandvisch. Pe drum se face aluzie la o ciorba insa ploaia torentiala ne spune sa mergem acasa. </p><p>Multumim echipe cu parere de rau ca nu am reusit sa avem o poza de grup.</p><p>Iata <b>albumul</b> excursiei <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/ePjhDfpce5huneEB8" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/ePjhDfpce5huneEB8</a><br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0Sinaia 106100, Romania45.3310429 25.562350417.020809063821154 -9.5938996 73.641276736178838 60.7186004tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-82331180484613628822021-05-16T18:39:00.002+03:002021-12-27T19:49:24.568+02:00Urcus in Muntii Grohotis la Stina Setu, 16 mai 2021, 13km<p><b>Duminica 16 Mai 2021</b></p><p>Se anunta nebulozitate accentuata si ploaie iar noi cu febra musculara in frunte cu catelul Darky. Ieri am parcurs peste 25km in vecinii munti ai Neamtului. Desi as fi dorit sa fac o bucla din Culmea Grohotisului, ai voi reconsidera traseul. Dupa masa de dimineata vom muta masina la confluenta cu Valea Neagra de unde ne vom indrepta spre cantonul Ciungi si Muntele Setu pe unde nu am mai fost din 2008.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh7FrySk7JyzJKTia96D8Kws1sz9MI8gyFcmSqLkKmFMKcBUBq-dGxXuUgxlcYsn-3P9vUlB-ZhQ4myZ6RlU3cbNyHPHrPDv8So2__1RmuhhMV-HEcM_fttgGSpcWI6i-tIJtWul67QoiylkKTqsETiQye8Ly3tEihkoXIJK_lsY-vkdQ4EwfjBn02_=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh7FrySk7JyzJKTia96D8Kws1sz9MI8gyFcmSqLkKmFMKcBUBq-dGxXuUgxlcYsn-3P9vUlB-ZhQ4myZ6RlU3cbNyHPHrPDv8So2__1RmuhhMV-HEcM_fttgGSpcWI6i-tIJtWul67QoiylkKTqsETiQye8Ly3tEihkoXIJK_lsY-vkdQ4EwfjBn02_=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Start 9:40 Darky merge destul de voioasa fapt care ne bucura. Ii place sa miroasa fiecare lemn si piatra. Hai odata! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjBlWBjQ8_zVh8qLLl03HOuePP1DO8L4qUjsd-4p0ZLVmrrajIgqa71HFGeae8YnbuTmRPus_IgI4e9Dtqvj-C8eYZF8WTeGsETrplQUe3x8izg9mz4MRf2g14PDMrv9ukeSXaA1db0T1zvh8m_Ly-rEEIubb7EY6avHm7zfxtoX8wxjvZqxLMp7rNq=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjBlWBjQ8_zVh8qLLl03HOuePP1DO8L4qUjsd-4p0ZLVmrrajIgqa71HFGeae8YnbuTmRPus_IgI4e9Dtqvj-C8eYZF8WTeGsETrplQUe3x8izg9mz4MRf2g14PDMrv9ukeSXaA1db0T1zvh8m_Ly-rEEIubb7EY6avHm7zfxtoX8wxjvZqxLMp7rNq=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmam marcajul turistic si sosim in Poiana Ciungi linga cantonul silvic inchis si la vechile grajduri. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7wml0UHe295xqqOULDz7cXw3sMikX9N-Az_TLGrsOGJ7tgHgqVWjbzbn-2TzHZp73ucATBFZliEmahH5g6f5Tpa-MU-P-8cgj5b_G1QzwxykmLdM6e7WWnqy-IMw_K-GLowAyaWkIIJbg8P59KuoqtSAijj33a7E-C9MHOpIGqliJ9APONYYcUkYo=s2576" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7wml0UHe295xqqOULDz7cXw3sMikX9N-Az_TLGrsOGJ7tgHgqVWjbzbn-2TzHZp73ucATBFZliEmahH5g6f5Tpa-MU-P-8cgj5b_G1QzwxykmLdM6e7WWnqy-IMw_K-GLowAyaWkIIJbg8P59KuoqtSAijj33a7E-C9MHOpIGqliJ9APONYYcUkYo=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />Zona este foarte linistita, un loc deosebit pentru o cabana retrasa. De aici incepem practic ascensiunea prin padure pe poteca marcata. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiM5Li4u6OfSnXMKu2rvvXpHMyeJNhJjzuIiTNrtshy3IJKjvAqQ9tJwUB3oj7AHtdZCI0wgeM89Ed_3BpdJLWext_XejJNxMT2PfOXNVZ-52dYOlEhG5yad33wEbmmAzm752AURgrpC7cZpZYweXv9W5dTUw5GabEvRZYBcLk7q93k0Q-BKsJNCG6t=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiM5Li4u6OfSnXMKu2rvvXpHMyeJNhJjzuIiTNrtshy3IJKjvAqQ9tJwUB3oj7AHtdZCI0wgeM89Ed_3BpdJLWext_XejJNxMT2PfOXNVZ-52dYOlEhG5yad33wEbmmAzm752AURgrpC7cZpZYweXv9W5dTUw5GabEvRZYBcLk7q93k0Q-BKsJNCG6t=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cred ca in timpul verii traseul este greu vizibil din cauza vegetatiei abundente. Urmam un picior de munte pe care se formeaza un drum de caruta care practic soseste din dreapta. Padurea se rareste iar noi resimtim adierea rece a vintului. In scurt timp sosim la golul subalpin de la 1300m.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj7Sk1ezx67WYzYsPnRDsReoPmzudc_PwFETBTbVkpX9MZcZEEorYvNM9ewHmyQFGjbzLqf7vH1OEFCzpNW__SNb2bUM64SQc3-R0pjLVdPgH20hARx60kZUIHt-O4lGi9NIEpl4-PAHp4YowZwvKt90erjao9wJNazF-UxpBRMAnVWKTG0UfrGpgSm=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj7Sk1ezx67WYzYsPnRDsReoPmzudc_PwFETBTbVkpX9MZcZEEorYvNM9ewHmyQFGjbzLqf7vH1OEFCzpNW__SNb2bUM64SQc3-R0pjLVdPgH20hARx60kZUIHt-O4lGi9NIEpl4-PAHp4YowZwvKt90erjao9wJNazF-UxpBRMAnVWKTG0UfrGpgSm=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Putin mai sus este vizibila stina unde speram sa ajungem inainte de inceperea ploii reci. Calcam pe iarba si movilele specifice stinelor. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjRYpnhmNosvTxdAPHcl77ng4TpiUDY9vx9LImB2rBrRAivmVQ9grl4EW2PguJ9AWgwPmRkyy2ZjZCLwc3YuoGYbx7lb4ZFmMgwlJP0lY7Q8nNmo2FSZh5YcEloMInmZ7hnEsV8iXaimHOhRGgyXqMrqlufEZzMH3gKe-Jmhz6qrx_bGNNmI6gTiNhe=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjRYpnhmNosvTxdAPHcl77ng4TpiUDY9vx9LImB2rBrRAivmVQ9grl4EW2PguJ9AWgwPmRkyy2ZjZCLwc3YuoGYbx7lb4ZFmMgwlJP0lY7Q8nNmo2FSZh5YcEloMInmZ7hnEsV8iXaimHOhRGgyXqMrqlufEZzMH3gKe-Jmhz6qrx_bGNNmI6gTiNhe=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Trecem pe la o bifurcatie catre Traisteni prin Valea Negrasului si imediat ne adapostim de vint in stina. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEir0Qa2WNgUqQhRtY6X9FYd_f9RZq2jDS4k4y6nEPVAdzJLb3BTjTJEhVznK6osmiteAy3UfVvcHcg-rVSUiUGNrfRrHmaaxUgYdTJ6lSFBG1gFVHSrKqpWcrdFOU8bpW0ptI2kRtQCSatoc9qL_X0d6cFF2g3tbJEUUgLEc6KoVSD6sYOolaunWJjd=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEir0Qa2WNgUqQhRtY6X9FYd_f9RZq2jDS4k4y6nEPVAdzJLb3BTjTJEhVznK6osmiteAy3UfVvcHcg-rVSUiUGNrfRrHmaaxUgYdTJ6lSFBG1gFVHSrKqpWcrdFOU8bpW0ptI2kRtQCSatoc9qL_X0d6cFF2g3tbJEUUgLEc6KoVSD6sYOolaunWJjd=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Nu sint priciuri, doar o bancuta ingusta. Ne energizam putin si pregatim retragerea. Nu este vreme de continuat. Culmile inalte sint sub neguri asa ca vom grabi piciorul spre vale. Doar ca mintea mea de explorator se baga la drumul de caruta ce coboara pe stinga piciorului de munte pe care am urcat. Si dupa niste urcusuri si coborisuri constat ca drumul acesta de caruta ar duce spre Traisteni, foarte departe de Conacul Dascalu.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj73GiyBUMfmD5W8RUP28omWL8dMHM1WTtfq9GKw4ggCblW7b93ieX02WqWG9Lb-SXFQbHw9kWXAozBqvTdkEpef37uVEZ6xARnrsIsegvSQok2jbNZgyMK_iTKJmufER36f2We8FAHN_0x2Z1eIS5UaYYhwNOORdke5ktG3d21Iuvn0eQE0vpxECxl=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj73GiyBUMfmD5W8RUP28omWL8dMHM1WTtfq9GKw4ggCblW7b93ieX02WqWG9Lb-SXFQbHw9kWXAozBqvTdkEpef37uVEZ6xARnrsIsegvSQok2jbNZgyMK_iTKJmufER36f2We8FAHN_0x2Z1eIS5UaYYhwNOORdke5ktG3d21Iuvn0eQE0vpxECxl=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Gata, nu ne vom intoarce fiindca aici este ultima sansa sa o taiem direct spre Valea Neagra. Darky se opreste mai mereu. Ploua destul de tare si sintem cu pelerine si umbrele. Incercam sa gasim o coborire printre copaci si crengi. Sarim busteni, trecem piraie, gasim un drum vechi si chiar un cablu gros de otel pe care s-ar fi dorit sa fie folosit la exploatarea masei lemnoase. Incep sa ma bucur chiar daca pericolul nu a trecut. Darky nu mai vrea. Incerc sa o iau in brate dar ma latra turbata. O lasam putin....e absurd sa nu mai poata tocmai la vale. Tragem de ea, vorbim, o incurajam, o speriem cu animalele salbatice. Finalmente sosim la drumul forestier pe care l-am urcat dimineata. Ploua tot mai tare. si ne oprim sub brazi si intindem folia de cort. Mincam ceva si pornim pe ultimii 3km pina la masina. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiPFx9q2rZGE9CCTw59VKtEPmI37hvDYVCqcdVwTMUBDQplRjFmHBT_A2_c0ZRAM2HQHxXiP-5PIhB1kVA1Zrrrngvffq7vOBM4Q8jmDr0qBkZbQp28GJIgnEQYT2EpnBuKMGk9txeNZr3D1qPEGpOdFCHRWWnI2kmhPbu7Wlo725VrfGjte3iRaYgh=s2576" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiPFx9q2rZGE9CCTw59VKtEPmI37hvDYVCqcdVwTMUBDQplRjFmHBT_A2_c0ZRAM2HQHxXiP-5PIhB1kVA1Zrrrngvffq7vOBM4Q8jmDr0qBkZbQp28GJIgnEQYT2EpnBuKMGk9txeNZr3D1qPEGpOdFCHRWWnI2kmhPbu7Wlo725VrfGjte3iRaYgh=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg9EqijoHXpHm-zfuUyexi8ETX0fTDS_JkkZRYmDAPc7mY5MDolk7N_eeEdprzzWRMHejMxoA7JZUEz3bNjNpdBdY4zJewkcFp3J20VLcfmPeJjcYXPUvJ7xxfd_t0NPaY4q6UukfruymBFG8KLxX3CQvWymCsDpwuO1waGrXVw15DF-JZ4sfuJ4Bbt=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg9EqijoHXpHm-zfuUyexi8ETX0fTDS_JkkZRYmDAPc7mY5MDolk7N_eeEdprzzWRMHejMxoA7JZUEz3bNjNpdBdY4zJewkcFp3J20VLcfmPeJjcYXPUvJ7xxfd_t0NPaY4q6UukfruymBFG8KLxX3CQvWymCsDpwuO1waGrXVw15DF-JZ4sfuJ4Bbt=s320" width="180" /></a></div><br />La aproape ora 16 sosim la masina plini de noroi , <p></p><p>Si hop, o turma de oi cu ciini si ciobani intra in curtea cantonului Silvic din Valea Neagra. </p><p>Aplicam o strategie. </p><p> </p><p>Merg singur la masina si apoi dau cu spatele cam 100m pentru a o recupera pe Darky obosita. </p><p>Cale de 6km pina la asfaltul din Traisteni ne ploua iar pe masura ce coborim apar petice cu cer senin.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjix8RHox1UioQCZxzkmlYHmwkPmOD62Gkv-xj5xSnbjPE4DMwl7y3OJGz-ibRwPeKl-XjSSLJmDE_jP_-TTwXO8nKdhIJLbgryg9FgqVWnZU_1TAmh-thZPtn8QKpeL_96d33w8aRRgp4I8WYQUn6CCfo8NOvnq8Ao1QnDYyXaasJalmKw281k7YIF=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjix8RHox1UioQCZxzkmlYHmwkPmOD62Gkv-xj5xSnbjPE4DMwl7y3OJGz-ibRwPeKl-XjSSLJmDE_jP_-TTwXO8nKdhIJLbgryg9FgqVWnZU_1TAmh-thZPtn8QKpeL_96d33w8aRRgp4I8WYQUn6CCfo8NOvnq8Ao1QnDYyXaasJalmKw281k7YIF=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Iata albumul excursiei <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/hWK5sHm8Nk851dnL6" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/hWK5sHm8Nk851dnL6</a><p></p><p>Echipal Darky, Emi, Dan Hiker <br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0Trăisteni 107641, Romania45.3424734 25.730846217.032239563821157 -9.4254038000000016 73.652707236178856 60.8870962tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-91259240986926914562021-05-15T17:49:00.002+03:002021-12-27T15:22:47.426+02:00Traversare Muntii Neamtului 15 Mai 2021, 27km<p> Plecam <b>vineri 14 Mai</b> dupa amiaza cu gindul de a inopta in masina in Bazinetul Vaii Negre. Pe drum sintem incetiniti sw 2 ploi torentiale, de necesitatile lui Darky dar si de drumul clasic prin Cimpina care se afla in reparatii, astfel ca facem o bucla lunga pe la Fintina cu Ciresi, Muscel si Voila o sumedenie de curbe deloc pe gustul catelului nostru. Finalmente ne oprim in Lunca Doftanei si facem o scurta plimbare. Sintem toti bucurosi ca am iesit in natura.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiRshRad8V8mgF5AJhGzLnRVieYZ7h-htVGEto3tdoQGQscv2DgpWBkXbrzurkv1u8wcr7Gxw-4FGFecY7IUve3mREWTCL4Q-bZi0_QhWIPQUR2i9obOo05qqwlZtlt1nwStqG_ZRyxvrCY6LWSLDLljJ4OvATQZJSvzPVY7vWySr5ZAJXy2RTDZ0ge=s2576" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiRshRad8V8mgF5AJhGzLnRVieYZ7h-htVGEto3tdoQGQscv2DgpWBkXbrzurkv1u8wcr7Gxw-4FGFecY7IUve3mREWTCL4Q-bZi0_QhWIPQUR2i9obOo05qqwlZtlt1nwStqG_ZRyxvrCY6LWSLDLljJ4OvATQZJSvzPVY7vWySr5ZAJXy2RTDZ0ge=w400-h300" title="La Barajul Paltinu 1971" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">La Barajul Paltinu 1971<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Cerul pare sa se curete de nori aici sub Sotrile. Pina la Barajul Paltinul nu mai avem mult. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiJ6NKkZ9MLOqPCoj-QCmxpPuY8ydhKcx7RuEOvytF3g4Cr_R1IT0FbttZ9ETRrKoau3wq9eY69cqJoygLIUekNMSRAdlvUvJ3J3YMkFZ07kV7r11UAG4Qz2sUZkixOi8lbmKWH4PxN2tFtbSAxWlVyhqwIlGVvpauYv89Jj8f6pOtenY7-3IPrYFFJ=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiJ6NKkZ9MLOqPCoj-QCmxpPuY8ydhKcx7RuEOvytF3g4Cr_R1IT0FbttZ9ETRrKoau3wq9eY69cqJoygLIUekNMSRAdlvUvJ3J3YMkFZ07kV7r11UAG4Qz2sUZkixOi8lbmKWH4PxN2tFtbSAxWlVyhqwIlGVvpauYv89Jj8f6pOtenY7-3IPrYFFJ=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Odata ajunsi deasupra lacului coborim pina la lac insa o alta ploaie ne obliga sa alergam la unul din foisoaree contruite recent de unde admiram un curcubeu deosebit. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgtqY7mPGi5D1xQvsb6RcJHPXrdtOVUYJeVWn-nfnpvyLbcUcAXeJ_7rHRd72QTY2rduGR6qwQy2aCPeuCyB5zE_Hu1MvH2sYKvNiVmcnHkyE4q24MBUtdxjN8aOMJnQ8DOWcMFpd_TIRPtgExTPMGaYHDdj69qWwzfO8GYxqgN_Qq4GSowpYafcwyF=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgtqY7mPGi5D1xQvsb6RcJHPXrdtOVUYJeVWn-nfnpvyLbcUcAXeJ_7rHRd72QTY2rduGR6qwQy2aCPeuCyB5zE_Hu1MvH2sYKvNiVmcnHkyE4q24MBUtdxjN8aOMJnQ8DOWcMFpd_TIRPtgExTPMGaYHDdj69qWwzfO8GYxqgN_Qq4GSowpYafcwyF=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dupa citeva minute ploaia se opreste astfel ca vom continua cu masina prin Traisteni si Tesila iar mai sus dupa un drum forestier de aproape 8km sosim la confluenta cu Musita. Din pacate nu putem ramine la Cabana Dascalu confluenta cu Valea Neagra intrucit nu avem semnal telefonic. Seara pe la ora 9 facem o scurta plimbare pina la Asezarea Vadul lui Zeghe. Dormim linga un stilp cu lumina.<p></p><p><b>Simbata dimineata 15 Mai 2021</b></p><p>Ne incalzim la un ceai si un mic dejun. Darky incepe sa ne pazeasca atunci cind trece o turma de oi cu citiva ciini. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhe5c6-8ryK3k3CTbC8Gnc8M_89WH4-NW70WJx7LN6O92loNFDuQ9XUEwbdMnIGdg4SFNdDw2BjBb_zpnfvi5TuC12S-BS-OrUqkeEGcHSe7t5PQlWzTEFfj1iUDQgqYTlqHUvzwRyj_ZFOFlJxnNlbCXqJYg2XN4-M8edavByLX1MBOeBNsMMC-OrV=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhe5c6-8ryK3k3CTbC8Gnc8M_89WH4-NW70WJx7LN6O92loNFDuQ9XUEwbdMnIGdg4SFNdDw2BjBb_zpnfvi5TuC12S-BS-OrUqkeEGcHSe7t5PQlWzTEFfj1iUDQgqYTlqHUvzwRyj_ZFOFlJxnNlbCXqJYg2XN4-M8edavByLX1MBOeBNsMMC-OrV=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Azi vrem sa urcam pe Musita si Valea Calda pentru a iesi aproape de Vf Rusu putin deasupra Lacului Orjogoaia si apoi sa facem toata culmea pina pe Paltinul si Saua Predelus.<p></p><p>Saltam bagajele si intram pe Drumul lui Iordache cu o usoara confuzie in alegerea drumului bun. Pensiunile sint inchise. Intram in zona forestiera unde mult material lemnos asteapta sa fie incarcat catre beneficiari. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgcaqhSYOguI6VZVFpQaxwCMZUew5P9NsrtVtA28iY9TgOKrtX1dlnql0VWtejJ1yWnnvtTieqfgC9VglMv0WH7KKL-nGdmggww_ILslVRQz8YIwL814oHneV1h98Y9EjV4V0l0ex9TfHW7h5nauhCabbJ8XNgzyX9wZ0K_uUdgslpLQUBQRL5kc5-I=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgcaqhSYOguI6VZVFpQaxwCMZUew5P9NsrtVtA28iY9TgOKrtX1dlnql0VWtejJ1yWnnvtTieqfgC9VglMv0WH7KKL-nGdmggww_ILslVRQz8YIwL814oHneV1h98Y9EjV4V0l0ex9TfHW7h5nauhCabbJ8XNgzyX9wZ0K_uUdgslpLQUBQRL5kc5-I=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Drumul prin padure este plictisitor, noroc ca frunzele inca nu au crescut suficient si mai vedem si noi pina in fundul padurii. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgKTH6mrw4cDJcOY6Df9zgg_ObDgcd3SXSOZCdE74O8EvjLFOHPUUI5BcabAZd6BCp_IyqgIUguv1P6JCGcMP05lv1rMo33LNKiNvcApQVA4rxIONh00Mkvbia0X7aL1dgJ0IGr72k4bB-p-TY3fzTZm6rdJtNgKl22ETn4ELmAjrranUzgPviI11Lu=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgKTH6mrw4cDJcOY6Df9zgg_ObDgcd3SXSOZCdE74O8EvjLFOHPUUI5BcabAZd6BCp_IyqgIUguv1P6JCGcMP05lv1rMo33LNKiNvcApQVA4rxIONh00Mkvbia0X7aL1dgJ0IGr72k4bB-p-TY3fzTZm6rdJtNgKl22ETn4ELmAjrranUzgPviI11Lu=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Sosim la o intersectie de drumuri de unde noi viram stinga. Mai sus trecem prin vad fiindca apa a erodat talvegul si a schimbat directia. Ne trezim ca urcam pe un drum de caruta pe un versant la dreapta. Sintem pe un drum nou, deci am ratat intrarea din Valea calda pe Piciorul ce ar fi dus aproape de Orjogoaia. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiimRf4x-f3bp8UvAtB7AxusMUocoxNyrg8jLc7M8shD0g5kYtEuC5lbKVWoD1saRuyU8crgt1M6bFZtP5poU3t5fW_GtmZRw1eeodRXYbs0ApuIDthI6Ef97pfMEY_cAymmG22wMRZkne74YCe--Ej2DbdW223g1ngXSdK5bOpsbIqPB4441YT9WaT=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiimRf4x-f3bp8UvAtB7AxusMUocoxNyrg8jLc7M8shD0g5kYtEuC5lbKVWoD1saRuyU8crgt1M6bFZtP5poU3t5fW_GtmZRw1eeodRXYbs0ApuIDthI6Ef97pfMEY_cAymmG22wMRZkne74YCe--Ej2DbdW223g1ngXSdK5bOpsbIqPB4441YT9WaT=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Eh, cred ca este mai bine asa. Sintem intr-o padure de fag foarte draguta de unde putem culege leurda. In scurt timp iesim un golul subalpin pe la 1500m. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7HWdL5mXy_EkQZx797DfCw_-mVvx2tiHe0f6hs-1Vip0enxjXWBOGvfAn4KNr-JxW2ZLdD9smUMy-grP8oo6uSZioXFDb3ft_8TJXjE06IPjycWOKUtWcCbzbTb2-FLCZGxe9vlNhK3NdJv5tYy8jAAd__fyhBeC5XDsRmGfaCqo_etcTUkrt3ISl=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7HWdL5mXy_EkQZx797DfCw_-mVvx2tiHe0f6hs-1Vip0enxjXWBOGvfAn4KNr-JxW2ZLdD9smUMy-grP8oo6uSZioXFDb3ft_8TJXjE06IPjycWOKUtWcCbzbTb2-FLCZGxe9vlNhK3NdJv5tYy8jAAd__fyhBeC5XDsRmGfaCqo_etcTUkrt3ISl=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cautam un loc ferit de vint si servim o gustare. Pe partea sudica a Piciorului de munte se gaseste o stina. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh-DAbusQAjH5LNPBPeqBdhIG7NEKV_KTj6uokN4Z2T1z9BPmQUItN8kZ1KE0mizHG82WibW2CYdsBenZO9HNyCKMCGtGyQHnL6ckTAuiApKR9QXSk4k-5m6UyJnJWrULmkpPY3X4BHg-AYBcXhOUTwNfLkQRsZQ0W15ZLvYZGVyCNhbcjUYrNIEBhA=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh-DAbusQAjH5LNPBPeqBdhIG7NEKV_KTj6uokN4Z2T1z9BPmQUItN8kZ1KE0mizHG82WibW2CYdsBenZO9HNyCKMCGtGyQHnL6ckTAuiApKR9QXSk4k-5m6UyJnJWrULmkpPY3X4BHg-AYBcXhOUTwNfLkQRsZQ0W15ZLvYZGVyCNhbcjUYrNIEBhA=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Ceva mai sus printre brinduse calcam si pe zapada. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh54KePEJ8ZMv-iZ4IccfQd-3uiSbyQEiHLsI2Is1DgqlW4rdPNd6S-rgiZKO1J2wexRcEYOChSv8a6gvk9cj3Mee9uL9YmcrxZ2_DWasepsoVcHfmmlH9MUi2alwYOICK1r-DmNjMK7qBWuXPnGrUUWSXVNNDtntauMmIbQtuuWgpSE_WCoo2owouJ=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh54KePEJ8ZMv-iZ4IccfQd-3uiSbyQEiHLsI2Is1DgqlW4rdPNd6S-rgiZKO1J2wexRcEYOChSv8a6gvk9cj3Mee9uL9YmcrxZ2_DWasepsoVcHfmmlH9MUi2alwYOICK1r-DmNjMK7qBWuXPnGrUUWSXVNNDtntauMmIbQtuuWgpSE_WCoo2owouJ=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Apoi urcam tot mai pieptis pina sosim in zona somitala a virfului Rusu. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjmT8jyrJVpieRuF5PZQkPdRRmbcQ5sDpdDSMImQ14DKWiB9AYul_VwW-ccqJGk0tyFvv_QsrNMwXAmUDcjgxpbicl4pbb8WMbus8c37yPSGTVkXJ53crP3pcg3ZTkmAb6ThkZj6rQcchMmjqiLnqpzJtT-wJ3QdDUfnSVq1koWywmvNt2aqtTyPSQY=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjmT8jyrJVpieRuF5PZQkPdRRmbcQ5sDpdDSMImQ14DKWiB9AYul_VwW-ccqJGk0tyFvv_QsrNMwXAmUDcjgxpbicl4pbb8WMbus8c37yPSGTVkXJ53crP3pcg3ZTkmAb6ThkZj6rQcchMmjqiLnqpzJtT-wJ3QdDUfnSVq1koWywmvNt2aqtTyPSQY=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Sintem rasplatiti cu panorama catre vf Ciucas dar si Bucegi. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhLAspgl8GjEGRSlg9ltQ1L4uFcqUqApalqCE8G_tD_LiYypMS7yLnFhkcbSEUUDNtu64nMcEtORc3PVY8LSUDJXKw5szHixLttsqSQC-m5zeGsoJgr3vv9-JqSG1yxaQv2NZfPytdOeOZUiWUj4s_pzVgEddQeI0PZ9k-Bd2fG7DKHOouoGNHkoQ8F=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhLAspgl8GjEGRSlg9ltQ1L4uFcqUqApalqCE8G_tD_LiYypMS7yLnFhkcbSEUUDNtu64nMcEtORc3PVY8LSUDJXKw5szHixLttsqSQC-m5zeGsoJgr3vv9-JqSG1yxaQv2NZfPytdOeOZUiWUj4s_pzVgEddQeI0PZ9k-Bd2fG7DKHOouoGNHkoQ8F=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Vitful Neamtu nu pare a fi departe. Avem de coborit intr-o sa dupa care Vf dintre Piraie poate fi ocolit, <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhGn1u1--RM1OiNFRDBqNbQ0Rlp3yt7Jd6Q6CRgRvBz89bVqH8WNbdo1DdbUoXJn8P_6p6eatYc5PXluZls0WwaOLo3ySpIOeCXHZkFy3j53FKbxb-uRp0EdZ8dlZq4J3TJDpNbeLwCcY0LrDy7i61aRoVNyC509TWYlRj5HRt5YnJYhw8Qhoo3QHbk=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhGn1u1--RM1OiNFRDBqNbQ0Rlp3yt7Jd6Q6CRgRvBz89bVqH8WNbdo1DdbUoXJn8P_6p6eatYc5PXluZls0WwaOLo3ySpIOeCXHZkFy3j53FKbxb-uRp0EdZ8dlZq4J3TJDpNbeLwCcY0LrDy7i61aRoVNyC509TWYlRj5HRt5YnJYhw8Qhoo3QHbk=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Deasupra sta o cornisa care pare ca va cadea spre noi. Mergem prin ienuperi si incepem ascensiunea vf Neamtu 1923m care nu poate fi evitat. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEim1p94eNMQWmjZGOUrJV18SkBp50eWOH6C4XyjPz9O5TNSxM-boc-3eVvo8FjJBV6PSmWy4m3AVnoZ5ahIqHfTDU3KVDRz2wYzQKn1mHFzZMSz3PphaG66s794m2INUGWUbY_FN9CVGtSZNCSEnZkU9d0oxfk-Cfewhit2T31ZNrv67LK1Mn5P5s4O=s2576" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEim1p94eNMQWmjZGOUrJV18SkBp50eWOH6C4XyjPz9O5TNSxM-boc-3eVvo8FjJBV6PSmWy4m3AVnoZ5ahIqHfTDU3KVDRz2wYzQKn1mHFzZMSz3PphaG66s794m2INUGWUbY_FN9CVGtSZNCSEnZkU9d0oxfk-Cfewhit2T31ZNrv67LK1Mn5P5s4O=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urcam incet in ritmul catelului batrin. La 15:30 fluturam drapelul Romaniei pe vf Neamtu, Ura! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgfYW0yUJdeOdIzm9Ux7V0usF99ynV4PztlmBoc9-XDTo2cWsnbbu3iB1-LZMNz_8yfxBniCZwbWpEzwmsH-Lul2YBrZHqrJbb5ddL2sxAYj8opSmQAtFm51vu39Wj8fXyIzv8HE00Wnv_Plh5rT5c993Ec7uzs7i3JTSU3Z7diLeZmckpsfntgorFM=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgfYW0yUJdeOdIzm9Ux7V0usF99ynV4PztlmBoc9-XDTo2cWsnbbu3iB1-LZMNz_8yfxBniCZwbWpEzwmsH-Lul2YBrZHqrJbb5ddL2sxAYj8opSmQAtFm51vu39Wj8fXyIzv8HE00Wnv_Plh5rT5c993Ec7uzs7i3JTSU3Z7diLeZmckpsfntgorFM=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Coborim catre Saua ce precede vf Paltinul 1900 pe care nu-l mai urcam. Pe la ora 16 incepem traversarea spre Piciorul Predelus pe linga un izvor de unde si reumplem bidoanele. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiw7wSCUjApum8MkbzV7kexUCTeyu4rtRtSC7gdauTjGX19c6w_Sh7RHv5iV4MlwjxCooe7xHVMEeQWuX-1kD8Kqiqt8LyQ14HuNrM8VG28UYK-JxwY6BtmsWfRnpb98eTd_6GNu16FrI8wrl2qzYbTMYGncpKC3KjB17LlD9eKrbM6v7WSe58yq4WB=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiw7wSCUjApum8MkbzV7kexUCTeyu4rtRtSC7gdauTjGX19c6w_Sh7RHv5iV4MlwjxCooe7xHVMEeQWuX-1kD8Kqiqt8LyQ14HuNrM8VG28UYK-JxwY6BtmsWfRnpb98eTd_6GNu16FrI8wrl2qzYbTMYGncpKC3KjB17LlD9eKrbM6v7WSe58yq4WB=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Dupa aproape 2h de mers pe lungul Picior al Predelusului sosim in Pasul Predelus.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhJctST5l96ID2T2jrStIuK3OzTKF0wmmfR51NAzAXu4p_sHQHHC6Fy-GGkvEplMSYDB6UMkN8Fi9PPvVhSMTepZyrkKqLZkZLocJrFTE8V-Fb6eNnfFyWRNcka1ZGhAbNbW8uAfNthURYxyE9e-2fI_2uyRRvSe0pFvOE8HmSO34I1N_kiM8rpAQjF=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhJctST5l96ID2T2jrStIuK3OzTKF0wmmfR51NAzAXu4p_sHQHHC6Fy-GGkvEplMSYDB6UMkN8Fi9PPvVhSMTepZyrkKqLZkZLocJrFTE8V-Fb6eNnfFyWRNcka1ZGhAbNbW8uAfNthURYxyE9e-2fI_2uyRRvSe0pFvOE8HmSO34I1N_kiM8rpAQjF=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> In urma cu citeva luni, pe 30 dec 2020 ma intilneam cu un URS local in alergare. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh2Mda5XkgzcA26VL7G2QnysDQ_SKtsvqkY9Qr8UZxnXkSXAjc1iD8eW7d131dqA0paOHU6aC3iFeKaiyVkCEPbYP4dZD9RK8r1kgNTPBXdur8T5mmWkMmqRBLgxyjq9cE7rE23A_XzScApMXfdGoFJU1uLnu0VRJUTWP2wmt1KvA4qTCumgMkYUdeV=s2576" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh2Mda5XkgzcA26VL7G2QnysDQ_SKtsvqkY9Qr8UZxnXkSXAjc1iD8eW7d131dqA0paOHU6aC3iFeKaiyVkCEPbYP4dZD9RK8r1kgNTPBXdur8T5mmWkMmqRBLgxyjq9cE7rE23A_XzScApMXfdGoFJU1uLnu0VRJUTWP2wmt1KvA4qTCumgMkYUdeV=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br />Hai ca il avem pe Darky acum. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhuZki9W6t7fKUGurFnH0VO21Hxvbb37sAPW0IVtan9REnc-Zj4fIo5Hy7F1TfRVcaZ637fDdbZ6OAQGiwpjjAC96_HxkBQfHxOFehAk4fSN6OF2R5ZXiENKkyDubwDzmlq_ryon_tKf0vdCfHBvzcs_9C5UiyvcxFfAowmBbYgiNFqJMQ7HMuhiNNN=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Avem de parcurs drumul de 8km care se doreste a fi legatura intre Cimpina si Sacele Brasov.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiionvULOpAvx_W2DEt5imDF1d6__Ut2Qq4W8WW0s0kS1Jn4O9kupXlqZ3xD0Pp19w_zli04nzPgSs51M_wB12KD2UEQVbnP4VpTYm85e02RjjNmggAh7tiCV6A4QI-CnGhS4tAEj5-w3J1uFHBl5LpaO5vGLRvm3YD8Siu8H2M0Iknj5KB_ZAxzl60=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiionvULOpAvx_W2DEt5imDF1d6__Ut2Qq4W8WW0s0kS1Jn4O9kupXlqZ3xD0Pp19w_zli04nzPgSs51M_wB12KD2UEQVbnP4VpTYm85e02RjjNmggAh7tiCV6A4QI-CnGhS4tAEj5-w3J1uFHBl5LpaO5vGLRvm3YD8Siu8H2M0Iknj5KB_ZAxzl60=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Luam o gustare si pornim la vale uneori pe scurtaturi tinind linia stilpilor de inalta tensiune electrica. Intilnim portiuni cu noroi insa nu de netrecut. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhQbmboEY-BwCMsEDDX4gOedP-85qbkpojRRVZLH4wVGIDPjPNJXecS9lUb3UqDBBNSkDQhFSjP4A2eXJa99im1S9uQvarEov2Xd7nDd7xjSP65yKMhq_uZVliblGXAy9_S7mfeiM1fAXU2ELQpRRZiIRA31BmbiPxf8uyuAOBvT5G1gC-ZmympIjoO=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhQbmboEY-BwCMsEDDX4gOedP-85qbkpojRRVZLH4wVGIDPjPNJXecS9lUb3UqDBBNSkDQhFSjP4A2eXJa99im1S9uQvarEov2Xd7nDd7xjSP65yKMhq_uZVliblGXAy9_S7mfeiM1fAXU2ELQpRRZiIRA31BmbiPxf8uyuAOBvT5G1gC-ZmympIjoO=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Mai luam pauze scurte, tragem de Darky, ne grabim in pasul ei si 9 seara dupa 27km sosim la masina. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjh6H5zQLt_gQUjuWfVyCu63l4S0xYYUb31oA-pDoe4excxDDdCvY-r0ZcgtqHicl4cNjqtJguVosWv-6c10IK8-E9bzSypNdgvchfRhWBBnwKPKL3JV40d5_eyXtjnsLS5A_LPVjAbvIsKC66KanOTp0ahiOMdM1-SNIJlVNDCfPaoprP4x2omoTXA=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjh6H5zQLt_gQUjuWfVyCu63l4S0xYYUb31oA-pDoe4excxDDdCvY-r0ZcgtqHicl4cNjqtJguVosWv-6c10IK8-E9bzSypNdgvchfRhWBBnwKPKL3JV40d5_eyXtjnsLS5A_LPVjAbvIsKC66KanOTp0ahiOMdM1-SNIJlVNDCfPaoprP4x2omoTXA=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmeaza masa de seara, sarmale, mamaliga si cartofi. Darky nu are pofta de mincare ceea ce ne da de gindit asupra traseului de duminica.<p></p><p>Somn usor!</p><p>Echipa: Darky, Emi,Dan</p><p>Album foto: <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/U52erJ5eWAg7BLqg6" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/U52erJ5eWAg7BLqg6</a> <br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0Trăisteni 107641, Romania45.3424734 25.730846217.032239563821157 -9.4254038000000016 73.652707236178856 60.8870962tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-44798051357750049642021-03-04T13:39:00.004+02:002021-12-26T14:56:10.492+02:00MTB Magura-Manastirea Ciolanu-Stinca Tohani-Mizil 4 martie 2021, 48km<p><b> Joi 4 Martie 2021</b></p><p>Dimineata racoroasa cu cer usor noros. Ma aflu la gazda mea din Comuna Pirscov situata la confluenta Vaii Buzaului cu Valea Balaneasa, localitatea recunoscuta si pentru Casa Memoriala la scritorului Vasile Voiculescu. Traseul de azi se va referi la un parcurs pe sosea printre dealurile si padurile aflate in zona Dealului Ciolanu-Istrita.</p><p>Pe la ora 9 reusesc sa pornesc cautind o poteca care sa traverseze riul Buzau peste calea ferata Nehoiu-Buzau. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj70G-gBluAv0OnpeaNHp0P1IslnEKahqaMHbKVjeURq2MNJfTYv7a7wIzW_k10soVE2qm8hx49-CkeminPozbalh17EBaHd4zgeF2FB0lSeOQ0NUn6_ULTIlZlIuh87bYu--wCr2_ON6JaNdn_gGYPtv7lfWajCD_tqW2gptt8TQ4stwGwOKzItKei=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj70G-gBluAv0OnpeaNHp0P1IslnEKahqaMHbKVjeURq2MNJfTYv7a7wIzW_k10soVE2qm8hx49-CkeminPozbalh17EBaHd4zgeF2FB0lSeOQ0NUn6_ULTIlZlIuh87bYu--wCr2_ON6JaNdn_gGYPtv7lfWajCD_tqW2gptt8TQ4stwGwOKzItKei=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Gasesc trecerea si un drum scurt care ma scoate pe DN10 aproape de urcusul de sub Muzeul etnografic Magura. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiht1EJCvuJQBSyztOVShtkQYeRll9bjqTz-L0RWzWnV78DigfUtqeAyMLkMWqIRlwsnurH1H-vyXaqA1yByoAzpDJ8HM1YkYsIuMOp4dXT3N2PH8oECpLTq_pv4f723xjJ1dM69H0P_nPRe4TJaAsRdIjVCqZ3_H-Im5aAZvtRWDCEH18gpcjZ4UCh=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiht1EJCvuJQBSyztOVShtkQYeRll9bjqTz-L0RWzWnV78DigfUtqeAyMLkMWqIRlwsnurH1H-vyXaqA1yByoAzpDJ8HM1YkYsIuMOp4dXT3N2PH8oECpLTq_pv4f723xjJ1dM69H0P_nPRe4TJaAsRdIjVCqZ3_H-Im5aAZvtRWDCEH18gpcjZ4UCh=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Iata o perspectiva catre Valea Buzaului de aici de linga restaurantul omonim, acum cu acces restrictionat Sars Cov2. O singura data am poposit aici insa fiind noapte nu am vazut nimic altceva in afara de o ciorba. Din acest punct parasim drumul principal si cotin la stinga urmind un alt asfalt ce ne indica directia Manastirii Ciolanu. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi_CIuhh-JPKe6GG2odK8Zn1YopT-U-PxFLgBT0Gv5RPMS00rApbamtAOz-fR3FH_g-4ZPakT4A2qTvAhw6QkNHVMaz4dXFoCFhlzayFO35mJ_SUvqIGLF5G030MccebuU2KFNnyKdAf2InsIuBSSqOhmqF0ByS9QZxupAiJurS-adKF7HUISpoeVx3=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi_CIuhh-JPKe6GG2odK8Zn1YopT-U-PxFLgBT0Gv5RPMS00rApbamtAOz-fR3FH_g-4ZPakT4A2qTvAhw6QkNHVMaz4dXFoCFhlzayFO35mJ_SUvqIGLF5G030MccebuU2KFNnyKdAf2InsIuBSSqOhmqF0ByS9QZxupAiJurS-adKF7HUISpoeVx3=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />De la bun inceput drumul urca destul de puternic fapt ce ma determina sa mai dau jos o bluza insa bagajul greu din spate ma impiedica sa pastrez o viteza constanta pe 2 roti. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhiLCAXIJgSuH7LHNZ4F0wDfd52KyO2-XY7es1V5-1HuognGFUBZ3k6EOwURF7E9UW6yk5LOH3y2QNs8YSaarWd0xvyX8eVkTD8OfwP0-tU9IQeXDjTOclkq-nnIIDrLVcoCl5Xv6BOX9DIV8vwOkR8pjjFVBg8Niqc3ICvN9kbsPGrttutgJmkr5iJ=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhiLCAXIJgSuH7LHNZ4F0wDfd52KyO2-XY7es1V5-1HuognGFUBZ3k6EOwURF7E9UW6yk5LOH3y2QNs8YSaarWd0xvyX8eVkTD8OfwP0-tU9IQeXDjTOclkq-nnIIDrLVcoCl5Xv6BOX9DIV8vwOkR8pjjFVBg8Niqc3ICvN9kbsPGrttutgJmkr5iJ=w400-h225" title="Tabara de Sculptura la Ciolanu" width="400" /></a></div><br />Distanta pina la Manasirea Ciolanu nu este mare, circa 6km, insa panta este de apreciat mai ales acum la inceput de sezon, ori eu nu am miscat nimic de la Sfintul Vasile. De sus din virful de deal coboara un camion plin cu lemne. Cita prostie sa exploateze din aceste paduri. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgdeBpxr6XGm8_UcEmphiWzwCfea9R-sLYDqcRQL3DLOR1dQR-9_hB9PGnASQGN89TEDics35olY51U2kIJdp4NWLIr3lJABZDGLscmZ96DjdSq4nEO7m9zqNjxaX3hQzLhyiUePeReHVtfWS9bLOsbTErdJy8ccFqjQBROci53ZgbM6RV4BmPoxDrN=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgdeBpxr6XGm8_UcEmphiWzwCfea9R-sLYDqcRQL3DLOR1dQR-9_hB9PGnASQGN89TEDics35olY51U2kIJdp4NWLIr3lJABZDGLscmZ96DjdSq4nEO7m9zqNjxaX3hQzLhyiUePeReHVtfWS9bLOsbTErdJy8ccFqjQBROci53ZgbM6RV4BmPoxDrN=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Poposesc citeva minute in Tabara de Scuptura Ciolanu si apoi in citeva minute opresc in fata Manasirii Ciolanu. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDPUb2KqqgmcImtuXSBhKUX3W_4kEv4fkQyod8l8XNXVa_X-s3eTtZvkD31Zz_qoKxmtqlB2NaIQVueckJFg9jywqhM7UW-hwf-Yp7WFuh3fCFSTlhhYV-lw8rP40Yg5axgY1z0xtRwRY9WRhU48Zl26Qm0HkeH5bQvuBU4hS9Z22X6JArEKjYOoc8=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDPUb2KqqgmcImtuXSBhKUX3W_4kEv4fkQyod8l8XNXVa_X-s3eTtZvkD31Zz_qoKxmtqlB2NaIQVueckJFg9jywqhM7UW-hwf-Yp7WFuh3fCFSTlhhYV-lw8rP40Yg5axgY1z0xtRwRY9WRhU48Zl26Qm0HkeH5bQvuBU4hS9Z22X6JArEKjYOoc8=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Intre timp am salutat si vreo 2 capre. Dintr-o sa urca un drum de piatra pina la un schit. Daca bagajul era mai micut as fi traversat padurea pina acolo. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAIQBJHA_1IqQXdVEoyuAQXDGgoNytCzT62DqeRDzJwWw7Vmiudq_JZ9K9wt8IzsbhDA31_HMl7EMu6AHNIypB8qGfyDK1imcRZJBA8folCXVYUXTLkI0fLut9F5lp2e7vFD2mwEIy1vitsKiWjfAmPtyQxlH8Hrhf6WnceP6BqyfwlAJWVGVq3tTg=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAIQBJHA_1IqQXdVEoyuAQXDGgoNytCzT62DqeRDzJwWw7Vmiudq_JZ9K9wt8IzsbhDA31_HMl7EMu6AHNIypB8qGfyDK1imcRZJBA8folCXVYUXTLkI0fLut9F5lp2e7vFD2mwEIy1vitsKiWjfAmPtyQxlH8Hrhf6WnceP6BqyfwlAJWVGVq3tTg=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Ei, acum este destul de pustiu asa ca nu ma opresc decit pentru poze si hidratat. Coborirea este o placere inghetata, o panta descendenta pe care prind viteza fapt ceea ce ma cam ingheata. Vreme de citiva kilometri pina la primul sat, toate terenurile sint private iar picnicul costa. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh4sY2Ma1fst7aNPKO_6HBDC5pAJgSKtIvEpIg1z0Tof3JSl_EhsPMABUqXXgf3X7ICrmvDsP3ypIPEoyyYHBYLGFUha1uwtDvOHAc9N870VaaI_gDe3g37PscJxLMZwiSEUD5vBKN7AxVS36hKxdrJRhqRKyEVkzKG3JkN5JSBmjYRERfKA8ilJjR8=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh4sY2Ma1fst7aNPKO_6HBDC5pAJgSKtIvEpIg1z0Tof3JSl_EhsPMABUqXXgf3X7ICrmvDsP3ypIPEoyyYHBYLGFUha1uwtDvOHAc9N870VaaI_gDe3g37PscJxLMZwiSEUD5vBKN7AxVS36hKxdrJRhqRKyEVkzKG3JkN5JSBmjYRERfKA8ilJjR8=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Iata niste stupi frumos amplasati. Drumul ma poarta prin Poiana Pinului locul unei tabere scolare functionale inainte de pandemie. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgqQD8KoQK4aOT04rrXu7IXpiiP3MeEW8gwWtORjyhEXB3xR-QfC0p7B__OfAUjqZG_OoK3pWKhYWUJA4s7NZg0nRP9v_fYZvZvej3ypQ1hJ8SR52a31gG92mK3I8x75WDgMDfydVIwL6TJUuZpTR_GwiMB0hF_Xnd5dLH2BW_nD1wKyatbtegdmiF-=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgqQD8KoQK4aOT04rrXu7IXpiiP3MeEW8gwWtORjyhEXB3xR-QfC0p7B__OfAUjqZG_OoK3pWKhYWUJA4s7NZg0nRP9v_fYZvZvej3ypQ1hJ8SR52a31gG92mK3I8x75WDgMDfydVIwL6TJUuZpTR_GwiMB0hF_Xnd5dLH2BW_nD1wKyatbtegdmiF-=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />In scurt timp sosesc in Comuna Hales unde voi vira dreapta spre Padureni si Strezeni. Zona detine multe case abandonate ori saracacioase. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgNglm6a1VQccx4Syi4zs1MaTJ93DRNKOKPcDuFN4aktSMo26mrloUTLpWOlOpK5fxkfoERHky5VarifucESNnFE9PWzhSPWNNjIw8oNZYA1Unnxmbfb3K8DCbNy0jVBT_yQtH6MsJXpKA8U8D6Uwyfz9p2xEmCDBMJugLFM_c96c3QLxStirdFJyMz=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgNglm6a1VQccx4Syi4zs1MaTJ93DRNKOKPcDuFN4aktSMo26mrloUTLpWOlOpK5fxkfoERHky5VarifucESNnFE9PWzhSPWNNjIw8oNZYA1Unnxmbfb3K8DCbNy0jVBT_yQtH6MsJXpKA8U8D6Uwyfz9p2xEmCDBMJugLFM_c96c3QLxStirdFJyMz=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Imi vine sa pling cind stiu ca migratia romanilor a facut sa scada numarul populatiei din satele romanesti. Undeva intr-un sat sint nevoit sa pompez aer in roata fata insa pe parcursul zilei mai pompez de citeva ori. Bine ca totul este uscat. Din aceasta vale mai am inca un deal de trecut. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiaozpUOExiuGG6mro9_0ZjTJ4l4vlQzSVHXqSLzQ6EEI5scJ8btMAGZWzOrMbvN9CYYjVJEjdfFehQbmve8wMZXvbnVCOJpRAb9D1aJFXS9iLs_jJXntOP2pWWatV5wCdVl_nihlqTNNJDYGcNG4JFhZHcLVUMSeqpAvPdu6pwFrU7RATnsIa3W9Zl=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiaozpUOExiuGG6mro9_0ZjTJ4l4vlQzSVHXqSLzQ6EEI5scJ8btMAGZWzOrMbvN9CYYjVJEjdfFehQbmve8wMZXvbnVCOJpRAb9D1aJFXS9iLs_jJXntOP2pWWatV5wCdVl_nihlqTNNJDYGcNG4JFhZHcLVUMSeqpAvPdu6pwFrU7RATnsIa3W9Zl=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Iata creativitatea unor oameni... <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi36w7JvDjNycfsHJXPCLXo4NUyErnh5sk6fmyVFWn1hSM21R9Ira77EfvNzYLxPd4M5PGbYhRQYQewVaE3_-6BmFpxjpsfPe9uXXlGED2PEmpbMxqJ_-_nhaF-Agkyty956KpF6g21OaZv0XEWEDoa3wKsKuPA513p1eYwuYzZbGwnGeVblF7jRCDG=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi36w7JvDjNycfsHJXPCLXo4NUyErnh5sk6fmyVFWn1hSM21R9Ira77EfvNzYLxPd4M5PGbYhRQYQewVaE3_-6BmFpxjpsfPe9uXXlGED2PEmpbMxqJ_-_nhaF-Agkyty956KpF6g21OaZv0XEWEDoa3wKsKuPA513p1eYwuYzZbGwnGeVblF7jRCDG=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmeaza alte sate mici, Glod si Valea Unghiului prin care se face trecerea in Judetul Prahova. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjOJlISJjfK7cQY_1tV61no3VlNT4TtLyNhFGg0N6icAYSMy7Ultsg2wksmKVQ2tUfF6poPb44cVjCx2lGOgtWKbvmu9zIKgtl6IOP0gVyciGLFPME0Et5qHQdWE485J6NyWFeh-dxtQpM6voWGgNepNgs6eM9aH0LAru4AwYXSdUFAPEa6zko5bBxB=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjOJlISJjfK7cQY_1tV61no3VlNT4TtLyNhFGg0N6icAYSMy7Ultsg2wksmKVQ2tUfF6poPb44cVjCx2lGOgtWKbvmu9zIKgtl6IOP0gVyciGLFPME0Et5qHQdWE485J6NyWFeh-dxtQpM6voWGgNepNgs6eM9aH0LAru4AwYXSdUFAPEa6zko5bBxB=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />De aici prin padurea de foioase urcind usor sosesc la Marginea Padurii , un sat cu pensiune cu acelasi nume. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDWeTyktH7JiGJgF-Gen-mKQY9OjwKhozeAYLneaftviEc1utSZ__0ZWcTSKYit-H0oevqd7dWiEi_eQHe4yehNKu_9SxCusJeelmjgZ7p1dqhPDlqt8uVhPqoTNDS916KfpUrGm9YhPT9RS3TdeuIrmjtQDUzo9JdTIbOsjd-yJVJkD6RYTI11a3L=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDWeTyktH7JiGJgF-Gen-mKQY9OjwKhozeAYLneaftviEc1utSZ__0ZWcTSKYit-H0oevqd7dWiEi_eQHe4yehNKu_9SxCusJeelmjgZ7p1dqhPDlqt8uVhPqoTNDS916KfpUrGm9YhPT9RS3TdeuIrmjtQDUzo9JdTIbOsjd-yJVJkD6RYTI11a3L=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />De aici incep podgoriile. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgcPvQ1fKJfdWRah5UMXs49ExwAqkg4rIvnNdVFzu1dIfZgXz2r2L5UDP_iOqqwswZGFRSaYZHGzd9SmmWIeoWqkSjxBzRmmlTFvoHj5vZ3_AHyymA94uuN1SQdfFlrv3wdLCnkqtwqcL1EL5Y9chDn18xlW0BddjKAz2sOqTHM3x8kwYuMOxCWk9DO=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgcPvQ1fKJfdWRah5UMXs49ExwAqkg4rIvnNdVFzu1dIfZgXz2r2L5UDP_iOqqwswZGFRSaYZHGzd9SmmWIeoWqkSjxBzRmmlTFvoHj5vZ3_AHyymA94uuN1SQdfFlrv3wdLCnkqtwqcL1EL5Y9chDn18xlW0BddjKAz2sOqTHM3x8kwYuMOxCWk9DO=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Sint in Comuna Jugureni unde se gaseste o panorama deosebita. Mai am vreo 12km pina in Mzil si cca 45min pina la tren insa chiar daca este de coborit tot nu reusesc sa ma incadrez. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhP9-SGAX_uyxPYDwyiHNgTDiZpgKVMgvTi4-oomkLvlCcDT2IJRiGHVOfZzSSFcEvkpMKBdplZLSEFZ4M4WcKmhI7mUsF2zHb2DF-WF_w_eXS9KRKMmDNLUSJOGxB2W5BArfJZh3ikjZ_xx-DLCIKvbtQnhc0mb84MtYcAJ2vWOhmRW0-hC0vvVh97=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhP9-SGAX_uyxPYDwyiHNgTDiZpgKVMgvTi4-oomkLvlCcDT2IJRiGHVOfZzSSFcEvkpMKBdplZLSEFZ4M4WcKmhI7mUsF2zHb2DF-WF_w_eXS9KRKMmDNLUSJOGxB2W5BArfJZh3ikjZ_xx-DLCIKvbtQnhc0mb84MtYcAJ2vWOhmRW0-hC0vvVh97=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Roata pe pana si peisajele ma retin locului. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5XfyLWyBGkkGkDsn6vi9g_qC3ZtL6zXQwVesci3GLQ5Mf8V88JN2UlA212Fi9oSPMGD_pB1lq30W9jYvq4-WJc8fcUYC5GEZVgu452thRHwnytduO7pllIIGkMoCcvEtqEVhJEfZITDb8M50ZIKNAnOQLzETWIsgQ2kua9bDGfKZ8YvzIUbtwvhIz=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5XfyLWyBGkkGkDsn6vi9g_qC3ZtL6zXQwVesci3GLQ5Mf8V88JN2UlA212Fi9oSPMGD_pB1lq30W9jYvq4-WJc8fcUYC5GEZVgu452thRHwnytduO7pllIIGkMoCcvEtqEVhJEfZITDb8M50ZIKNAnOQLzETWIsgQ2kua9bDGfKZ8YvzIUbtwvhIz=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Iata si parapantisti sus deasupra Fermei Dacilor. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEga1e7YEkDe5YWheL_BXDiLcrvEAVrGXvULFwAzdqFWDDKhboo8Fg-53FmHA1nqnaR2KJSP2eJhAULs_l3uNMBRMmcaRox3FLK9jkY7QJ_vpy8E7wncivbdvBiuJ5P8SX_eIB0G4mwfpLZfCumwhMUJ6JCnJfveN9qE_-sMSnN_CP9V2_U46M8ggSG0=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEga1e7YEkDe5YWheL_BXDiLcrvEAVrGXvULFwAzdqFWDDKhboo8Fg-53FmHA1nqnaR2KJSP2eJhAULs_l3uNMBRMmcaRox3FLK9jkY7QJ_vpy8E7wncivbdvBiuJ5P8SX_eIB0G4mwfpLZfCumwhMUJ6JCnJfveN9qE_-sMSnN_CP9V2_U46M8ggSG0=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br />Viile sint curatate si cercuite pe sirme si bulumaci noi. O frumusete sa stai sa admiri din virful dealului. Tranzitez Tohani si Gura Vadului apoi aproape de Mizil ma opresc citeva clipe la Crama Apogeum.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgTORRZFiJaiCVc8-QoTg3eBnQCY2QW0PF9U1in_zkGhmYWWDz8Zbj8hlwv2p9cEvJqbacGQEaPEKvc4bQDnLJaRf7pEE4bGOzpamGgKJEFuYgLd6BwaDlnutsxWsxTIn4sSaQdOcNPLn3y7rnvISzljyxSXeec8Zsb4ckyJr42hzwoDoLQZ3lbmox5=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgTORRZFiJaiCVc8-QoTg3eBnQCY2QW0PF9U1in_zkGhmYWWDz8Zbj8hlwv2p9cEvJqbacGQEaPEKvc4bQDnLJaRf7pEE4bGOzpamGgKJEFuYgLd6BwaDlnutsxWsxTIn4sSaQdOcNPLn3y7rnvISzljyxSXeec8Zsb4ckyJr42hzwoDoLQZ3lbmox5=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Ora 14 ma prinde in centrul orasului Mizil.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjsHFqCQ5zwY3dGZKdRNCPWEFl-n1YNT8NTAYCSvaXOHYWrTS_MiigB49N0uHt25Ct6Vz4av8bNPy3rEIcrV1GGNZzOD8XQfBjtIBmWFpJeZRwbioyg9gu5MJVkOIEa9V2x82th3sKM7s2j2_TiMNHuxDP8T5Xrt51-Ptyh5gKEuOVTyqm8Wrt5lM4f=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjsHFqCQ5zwY3dGZKdRNCPWEFl-n1YNT8NTAYCSvaXOHYWrTS_MiigB49N0uHt25Ct6Vz4av8bNPy3rEIcrV1GGNZzOD8XQfBjtIBmWFpJeZRwbioyg9gu5MJVkOIEa9V2x82th3sKM7s2j2_TiMNHuxDP8T5Xrt51-Ptyh5gKEuOVTyqm8Wrt5lM4f=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Pina la Statia CFR Mizil mai fac circa 15minute. Aici dupa ce achizitionez un bilet ma apuc sa demontez rotile bicicletei pentru calatoria cu trenul. Gata excursia de 48km...urmeaza citeva zile cu frig si zapada.<br /><p></p><p>Link poze <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/VcrY1aWgiLWHsndCA" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/VcrY1aWgiLWHsndCA</a><br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0DJ203G, Haleş 127613, Romania45.235446 26.546894116.925212163821158 -8.6093559 73.545679836178849 61.7031441tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-61733684103018244322021-01-02T23:03:00.003+02:002021-01-13T19:31:03.031+02:00Revelion 2021 Azuga-Neamtu-V Teleajenului<p>Se apropia finalul de an 2020. Mda, este pe duca! Planul initial si pe care mi-l doream sa-l urmez era Moldoveanu pe o ruta care se urca extrem de rar, insa impreuna cu un coechipier tare. Cum nimeni nu a dat semn de viata, am ales sa urmez un plan conceput cred ca de revelionul 2018 cind datorita bagajului greu si a zapezii mari am renuntat undeva pe traseu. Buun, ca sa va lamuresc, este vorba de un "U" urias, Posada-Baiului-Neamtu-Predelus-Grohotis-Valea Teleajen. De weekendul Unirii in 2020 nefiind zapada care sa impiedice mersul fara rachete, am reusit Posada-Muntii Baiului-Muntii Grohotis-Slanic, 3 zile si 80km. Ei acum am zis sa plec din Azuga si bine am facut fiindca trenul a intirziat 2 ore, deci mi-ar fi dat programul peste cap.<br /></p><p><b> Ziua 1, 29 decembrie 2020 , Marti<br /></b></p><p>Lungime 14km, +920m</p><p>Bagaj 27kg cu tot cu apa si rachete, totul in rucsacul meu vechi, Salewa de prin 1996, 80Litri. Trenul (11,60Lei, Ploiesti-Azuga) intirzie si pina la urma ma sui in alt tren pe riscul meu, fiind dar de acelasi rang. Undeva la 10:40 cobor in statia Azuga unde sint intimpinat de citeva picaturi de ploaie pe fondul unei temperaturi placute, pozitive, de 8grade. La citeva minute soseste si trenul. "mocanita" pentru care eu aveam bilet. Zapada lipseste de aici asa ca sint nevoit sa leg rachetele pe rucsac si sa ingreunez bagajul. Am hotarit sa urmez traseul marcat cu triunghi albastru care porneste de la marginea sudica a celui mai inalt oras prahovean. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NT-FUTiuImA/X_XcIRjdm7I/AAAAAAAA4M8/h3UU90SyekQ5QzXMxBXr1JgJemtRhf2UwCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2939.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NT-FUTiuImA/X_XcIRjdm7I/AAAAAAAA4M8/h3UU90SyekQ5QzXMxBXr1JgJemtRhf2UwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2939.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">la fostul observator<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Dupa citeva minute poposesc la locul fostului observator. De la ultima vizita din ianuarie 2018 constat ca abia se mai vad niste placaje. Dupa o bomboana cu eucalipt, ajustez betele si pornesc la deal pe poteca de pamint moale, fiindca nu putem vorbi de zapada. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LPNRD6pw3lY/X_XzTFmLMyI/AAAAAAAA4NI/R_WgtQGfly0C0S4wxuX5tgUEaCFR69SRgCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2940.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LPNRD6pw3lY/X_XzTFmLMyI/AAAAAAAA4NI/R_WgtQGfly0C0S4wxuX5tgUEaCFR69SRgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2940.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Este o atmosfera de primavara asa ca profit de asta si dau din bascheti la deal. Aici pe munte timpul trece repede iar eu am pierdute aproape 2h . Traseul mi se pare destul de scurt, trec peste niste busteni care bareaza poteca si imi mai trag sufletul pe cite unul. Urc pe o zapada flescaita dar tot mai groasa si finalmente la iesirea din padure pot rasufla.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yxGjHlRzFdE/X_Xzv-fT_JI/AAAAAAAA4NQ/EHGntgZWwTUmrNSWnzTFsfmUxbIxFmfXQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201229_124901.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yxGjHlRzFdE/X_Xzv-fT_JI/AAAAAAAA4NQ/EHGntgZWwTUmrNSWnzTFsfmUxbIxFmfXQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201229_124901.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">pe muchia sorica<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Am gasit zapada de rachete si acum chiar le pot atasa pe bocancii vechi de plastic. Decid sa urc direct pe o panta mai abrupta, fara a face dreapta pe curba de nivel. Vintul incepe sa imi ureze bun venit insa abruptul Bucegilor imi cistiga ochii. In continuare aleg sa urmez cit mai mult zapada insa pe alocuri lipseste. In apropierea pirtiei dau de gheata si turisti. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WwLjVKi7N08/X_mowMy5XnI/AAAAAAAA4Nk/zn2XjQgE5Vcy2EvD1mhvPAtCLAbjbmB6QCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2944.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WwLjVKi7N08/X_mowMy5XnI/AAAAAAAA4Nk/zn2XjQgE5Vcy2EvD1mhvPAtCLAbjbmB6QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2944.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Nici vorba de schiori probabil din cauza ghetusului dar oricum suficienta miscare pentru o zi din cursul saptaminii. Saniutele s-au mutat aici sus. Rachetele ajuta mult pe gheata intrucit coltarii atasati talpilor fac aderenta buna. Iata ca mai sus ma intilnesc cu citiva schiori si o fata ma surprinde ca este in capul gol desi vintul si frigul isi cam faceau activitatea. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QwfyGned5_s/X_mpDNxLGXI/AAAAAAAA4Ns/MCmL8ihRKSMfCZYPZEZhgAKZsYJB0r5PwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201229_131856.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QwfyGned5_s/X_mpDNxLGXI/AAAAAAAA4Ns/MCmL8ihRKSMfCZYPZEZhgAKZsYJB0r5PwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201229_131856.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Restul schiorilor poarta casca. Eu nici pe bicicleta nu am casca... <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hfOSquKf9RE/X_mphipn75I/AAAAAAAA4N0/RNy6P65cLYcJ0bZM8bZj0dPnSUygmaV6ACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201229_134335.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hfOSquKf9RE/X_mphipn75I/AAAAAAAA4N0/RNy6P65cLYcJ0bZM8bZj0dPnSUygmaV6ACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201229_134335.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">vedere spre Muntii Neamtului<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Multi turisti incep sa coboare pentru ca vintul se intensifica dar si a ghetusului. Primul virf (Urechea cca 1705m) mai poate fi ocolit dar peisajul de sus este deosebit. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlBHoUOs9zE/X_mrOF6E-GI/AAAAAAAA4OI/fZvspq5p5W8RauLJNVAyW4E47BgDz3howCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201229_134341.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlBHoUOs9zE/X_mrOF6E-GI/AAAAAAAA4OI/fZvspq5p5W8RauLJNVAyW4E47BgDz3howCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201229_134341.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cine este grabit si intirziat din cauza trenului, il va ocoli. Apoi dintr-o seuta incep a urca pe vf Dutca, putin mai inalt, cu o cruce. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dcvL8ThAeAg/X_mrE_QpftI/AAAAAAAA4OE/HgP79uLXGOIxWdAyUJ_dbI1t-2k3PsN-gCPcBGAsYHg/s2576/20201229_141345.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dcvL8ThAeAg/X_mrE_QpftI/AAAAAAAA4OE/HgP79uLXGOIxWdAyUJ_dbI1t-2k3PsN-gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/20201229_141345.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Vintul sudic suiera sever iar echilibrul meu este pus la indoiala. Mai spre sud cine continua traseul principal poate ajunge in preajma Vf Baiul Mare insa tinta mea este sa ajung in partea estica la Orjogoaia. Acumulatorii aparatului Nikkon cedeaza dupa citeva poze. Culmea este ca in excursia trecuta de 9 zile, desi era "low battery" din prima zi, am tot tras de poze pina in ultima zi. Acum imi este clar ca trebuie inlocuiti. Pff, bine ca pot folosit telefonul. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MvNrhP64ZsM/X_mtXt98iyI/AAAAAAAA4Oc/88E-EubEOqYkeT8zHBHjdkiXlMxBH0wBwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201229_155211.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MvNrhP64ZsM/X_mtXt98iyI/AAAAAAAA4Oc/88E-EubEOqYkeT8zHBHjdkiXlMxBH0wBwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201229_155211.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Unghia Mare<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Vederea bate pina departe catre Muntii Grohotis si Ciucas. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IzhwNj27qOo/X_mtEvp8ZNI/AAAAAAAA4OU/NnI_XUv_UiMtYuzAzegZ3-zq7mdmocmcwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201229_151242.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IzhwNj27qOo/X_mtEvp8ZNI/AAAAAAAA4OU/NnI_XUv_UiMtYuzAzegZ3-zq7mdmocmcwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201229_151242.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmeaza coborirea pe zapada inghetata spre Saua Ceausoaia. Vintul se mai domoleste odata cu pierderea inaltimii. M-as opri sa maninc insa dorinta de a sosi pe lumina la Stina Orjogoaia este prioritara, asa ca o bomboana ma va multumi. Micul adapost aflat sub poteca ar fi interesant insa zona nu are acoperire pe telefonul mobil. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yUq44auFxKg/X_mu0RllNtI/AAAAAAAA4Oo/5xFwUCaBLA8TeNfJ3KcfxFoQ7jYedgAoACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201229_163623.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yUq44auFxKg/X_mu0RllNtI/AAAAAAAA4Oo/5xFwUCaBLA8TeNfJ3KcfxFoQ7jYedgAoACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201229_163623.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Continui urmind numerosi stilpi cu cruce rosie(peste 15buc) si traversind pe versant sosesc deasupra micului Lac Orjogoaia, acum inghetat. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ii2ya90ezbA/X_mvmNP2JlI/AAAAAAAA4O0/cBPwSXEZS5s8TQ3QCPg74HfNa9bafrQOwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201229_165659.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ii2ya90ezbA/X_mvmNP2JlI/AAAAAAAA4O0/cBPwSXEZS5s8TQ3QCPg74HfNa9bafrQOwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201229_165659.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ora 17 Stina Orjogoaia<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Cobor spe stina pe niste urme adinci si vechi de utilaj greu. Am sosit la timp la adapost inainte de o usoara ninsoare. Semnal este in apropierea toaletei. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhEpiiDJzrk/X_mwz_pNfpI/AAAAAAAA4PA/d5f78dMw8X0P9k0uvZE5Ba3sui-9KeJPwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201229_175106.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhEpiiDJzrk/X_mwz_pNfpI/AAAAAAAA4PA/d5f78dMw8X0P9k0uvZE5Ba3sui-9KeJPwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201229_175106.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">sarmale cu mamaliguta si smintina<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Tempertura in adapost este de +4 si nici urma de soareci. Cine vrea poate sa foloseasca saltelele ciobanilor. Sa nu uit, mentionez ca am sacul meu de dormit, de vara, cumparat in 1997 si folosit cu brio in 2 expeditii de iarna in Caucaz. Sint curios cum voi evolua, si fara vesta cu puf. Gata, pun alarma pe la 6 si ma culc cu ceva emotii si ginduri negre, amintindu-mi ca in ianuarie 2020 nu am putut continua peste Muntii Neamtului din cauza vintului. Luminitele dinspre Cimpina si Ploiesti apar in departare spre sud. Wow...uite si luna rasarnd insa vintul si negura acopera crestele. Peste nopate sint trezit de batai....Cine-i? Sint eu, VINTUL ! Ah, ce porcarie..imi piere tot cheful. Iar vint? Si toata noaptea aud table batind in acoperis. Hai ca voi incerca si pe vint sa ma risc!<br /><p></p><p><b>Ziua 2, 30 decembrie 2020, Miercuri</b><br /></p><p>17km, +1040m</p><p>Anul trece, e tot mai pe final si eu trebuie sa ma misc. Azi este o zi mai lunga pentru ca nu stiu cit va dura trecerea peste virfurile Neamtului. Ma trezesc repede si imi fierb budinca de orez si ceaiul. Gratie arzatorului MSR whisperlite, zapada se topeste repede, iar apa fierbe mai repede decit am eu timp sa fac 2 poze cu rasaritul. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j5mkXN1Yh5U/X_rn37tt89I/AAAAAAAA4PM/BVECsR28BgoCUiS9sPAM80Muw0kkSnNCACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_074040.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j5mkXN1Yh5U/X_rn37tt89I/AAAAAAAA4PM/BVECsR28BgoCUiS9sPAM80Muw0kkSnNCACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_074040.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tentativa de Rasarit dinspre Grohotis.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Este mai bun decit DragonFly doar ca face funingine atunci cind il impachetezi. Si cel mai bine este sa fie desfundat preventiv la dezasamblare. Eu am tot ce imi trebuie, pina si banda de teflon.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_FYP5quhAHA/X_rprv2tLyI/AAAAAAAA4Pg/GapqE9_SexsD2vgsiC9P1EKy43w3DoUiwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_081332.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_FYP5quhAHA/X_rprv2tLyI/AAAAAAAA4Pg/GapqE9_SexsD2vgsiC9P1EKy43w3DoUiwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_081332.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cistig inaltime dar intru in nori. Iata Lacul Orjogoaia<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Las locul curat, leg rachetele si incep sa dau din picioare pe urmele facute de ieri pina la Lacul Orjogoaia. Odata ce incep sa urc pe imensul Munte Rusu, primul bastion al Neamtului, incep sa simt vintul dinspre Sud. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KoxGzcu4OLI/X_rqtg9LnhI/AAAAAAAA4Ps/PYHZa26KKHURpyyPvA4Uafx-QgQWtcxKACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_092031.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KoxGzcu4OLI/X_rqtg9LnhI/AAAAAAAA4Ps/PYHZa26KKHURpyyPvA4Uafx-QgQWtcxKACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_092031.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Muntii nu sint marcati prin stilpi insa vara este usor de urmat traseul. Dau din rachete prin ceata, mentinind linia unei vai din dreapta. Deodata simt ca este ceva ciudat. Cornisele de pe stinga imi spun sa fiu atent. Abia disting unde pun piciorul. Ah, belea...hai cu gpsul care-mi spune ca sint destul de departe de track. Revin cu vintul in fata pe linga cornise. Parca totusi nu este bine. Oare satelitii sa aive eroare? Urc o panta cu zapada moale si ajung iar la urme apoi continui in aceeasi directie. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u89qRK2nHYM/X_rtfi6uxTI/AAAAAAAA4P4/XoznqwCCsasJen9tAg3x0ZUYmtnpxE_TQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_095214.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u89qRK2nHYM/X_rtfi6uxTI/AAAAAAAA4P4/XoznqwCCsasJen9tAg3x0ZUYmtnpxE_TQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_095214.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Deodata ceata din vale se risipeste si imi dau seama ca am ajuns pe o culme sudica a Rusului. Creasta principala este departe. Sa renunt? Iata ca semnalul gps arata bine iar eu nu l-am crezut. Urc inapoi pe creasta insa toata ratacirea asta mi-a furat 30-40minute.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D1NvcrAU_rk/X_sGbsOnntI/AAAAAAAA4QE/AhnSt1W-WRczpsS5Wj2sPtsNcNjS1D2-QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_095219.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D1NvcrAU_rk/X_sGbsOnntI/AAAAAAAA4QE/AhnSt1W-WRczpsS5Wj2sPtsNcNjS1D2-QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_095219.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Incepe sa se lumineze si realizez cit de mult m-am distantat de culmea principala. Vintul bate moderat si incep a se vedea acoperisurile muntilor Piatra Mare, Postavaru, Bucegi si chiar silueta Magurii Codlea. Ceea ce am crezut ca este zona somitala a Vf Rusu, s-a dovedit doar baza acestuia. Virful seama cu un platou pe care te poti rataci. Mai departe continui catre vf Steviei si vf Dintre Piraie, o zona cu cornise mici, dragalase dar pe care urmele de urs sint prezente. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LZqiGhwieNE/X_sILQPr2AI/AAAAAAAA4QQ/3NC0UqaZFz843Byn_jMh8R8Sp6zDipY3gCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_100017.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LZqiGhwieNE/X_sILQPr2AI/AAAAAAAA4QQ/3NC0UqaZFz843Byn_jMh8R8Sp6zDipY3gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_100017.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spre Neamtu si Paltinu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Traseul este usurel pe timp de vara cu mentiunea ca iarna trebuie mers pe creasta deci o diferenta de nivel mai mare. Per ansamblu daca nu ar fi vintul, mersul ar fi placut asa la rachete. Multe zone prezinta zapada inghetata facilitind urcusul. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Xx5oDqDGtE/X_sKSFo_HFI/AAAAAAAA4Qc/9nkQASjFQ-0Tu4XHlU1vVuQ7CHm6tS4ogCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_104706.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Xx5oDqDGtE/X_sKSFo_HFI/AAAAAAAA4Qc/9nkQASjFQ-0Tu4XHlU1vVuQ7CHm6tS4ogCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_104706.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Piciorul vestic al Muntelui Neamtu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Mai dar destepti sint ursii! Astia stiu punctele de trecere a crestei si nu au taiat panta ca sa provoace o avalansa. Pina pe vf Neamtu nu este greu chiar cu vintul din spate. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zrKTr0PgLA/X_sLHNNOyoI/AAAAAAAA4Qo/czfARiXPJfUK8Lz8sFOsjnSwFVCLbi4pACPcBGAsYHg/s2576/20201230_113419.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zrKTr0PgLA/X_sLHNNOyoI/AAAAAAAA4Qo/czfARiXPJfUK8Lz8sFOsjnSwFVCLbi4pACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/20201230_113419.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">11:30 vf Neamtu 1923m<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Aici teoretic as putea cobori catre Valea Azugii dar ca inca mai am puteri si nu face parte din planul meu. Cobor usor pe versantul nordic pina in saua Paltinului(cred ca asa-i spune). urmatorul virf, Paltinul, mi se paruse mai aproape insa este destul de departe. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfSLFI8F7Os/X_spkH5GsII/AAAAAAAA4Q0/WKqNhP4br2Igvdxreg4ci7j2-Pd8Kw8zgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_114707.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfSLFI8F7Os/X_spkH5GsII/AAAAAAAA4Q0/WKqNhP4br2Igvdxreg4ci7j2-Pd8Kw8zgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_114707.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">acela-i Piciorul Predelus<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Si ca sa fie bine vintul se inteteste. Nu este frig doar ca deranjeaza, mai ales daca vreau sa fac poze cu tricolorul. Vijjj-vijjj, si istoria se repeta, fara poze cu steagul. Doar un scurt film de la 1900m si hai la vale spre Predelus doar ca uraganul cum parca n-am mai prins niciodata sufla tare si merg aplecat ca un om beat.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oy4bI1g6wb8/X_sq6lFlosI/AAAAAAAA4RA/yGd59eTY7YUFc6x8Jbcicwj2uGNPuEYRwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_130256.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oy4bI1g6wb8/X_sq6lFlosI/AAAAAAAA4RA/yGd59eTY7YUFc6x8Jbcicwj2uGNPuEYRwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_130256.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Stai asa, fugi d-aici vintule...nimeresc pe o creasta cam abrupta in care coltarii rachetelor abia musca in zapada bine tasata. Mda, se pare ca de aici imi voi lua zborul involuntar. S-a zis cu mine...vintul ma vrea jertfa pe versantul nordic undeva in padurile ursilor. Ma voi rostogoli cu rachetele. Nu e bineeee. Sa sui inapoi si sa caut o alta iesire? Nu voi rezista. Sub mine pare un tobogan doar ca nu am pozitie sa-mi dau drumul controlat cu 25kg in spate. Ah, cum trebuie sa-ti platesc Serifule, Vintule? Gata imi vine o idee, string batul de trekking si incep sa sap din greu cu capul vidia. Fac prize pt mina. Picioarele abia se mentin. Ce bun era pioletul dar si coltarii! <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCND7k0Wq9U/X_sssr6SdMI/AAAAAAAA4RM/r7Z8p7Ny3mgeYQln4TzZFI_UK06YsKnBgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_131443.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCND7k0Wq9U/X_sssr6SdMI/AAAAAAAA4RM/r7Z8p7Ny3mgeYQln4TzZFI_UK06YsKnBgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_131443.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">coborirea din Paltinul, terenul meu de lupta cu balaurul<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Cu rabdare si destul efort pierd din inaltime si cistig lupta! Probabil in conditii de zapada mai moale s-ar fi pornit avalansa dar acum in unele locuri pot vedea smocurile de iarba. Parca vad ca dupa ce cobor vremea si vintul se va potoli! Cineva ma pune la incercare si pina la urma accept provocarea. Daca abia ma puteam misca in voia vintului sigur prognozele s-au inselat. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZtokJmFazQ/X_stpWwNtGI/AAAAAAAA4RY/Y_5xi8A0TqMLb3rYDgaZU9S9mQsRX2DvACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_131850.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZtokJmFazQ/X_stpWwNtGI/AAAAAAAA4RY/Y_5xi8A0TqMLb3rYDgaZU9S9mQsRX2DvACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_131850.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">13:20 am scapat de balaur!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5Fnd8sYtM4/X_s9fFEPINI/AAAAAAAA4Rw/hWCjvRdpfd4xTLgPByew1TEbtscNK6CCQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_134741.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5Fnd8sYtM4/X_s9fFEPINI/AAAAAAAA4Rw/hWCjvRdpfd4xTLgPByew1TEbtscNK6CCQCPcBGAsYHg/s320/20201230_134741.jpg" /></a></div><br />Doar 40kmh? Doar atit sa rezist? Hai ma vintule! Ma lasi uriasule? Hai ca acum pot sta pe picioare si continua pe lungul picior al Predelusului cu usoare denivelari. Apare de sub zapada chiar marcajul banda rosie care-mi va fi ghid pina aproape de Vf Grohotis. Peste Paltinu am fost de 2 ori in 2010 si imi doream sa trec chiar si iarna. Uraa!<br /><p></p><p>Intentionez sa gasesc semnal telefonic prin aceasta zona si merg cu atentie. Undeva pe versantul sting este o stina veche cam parasita iar pe picioarele scurte sudice se afla cite o stina la limita cu padure. Coborirea este relativ obositoare intrucit se coboara aproape 700m. </p><p>Mi-as fi dorit sa am vreme buna si sa fac o mincare calda la aragaz, nu pentru ca mi-ar fi fost frig sau foame ci pentru a sta mai mult in acest colt.Urmez multe urme de lup iar intre ienuperi ma opresc sa gust niste biscuiti si sa comunic prin telefon cu restul lumii. </p><p>Deodata un animal mare trece poteca in viteza dar undeva la 100-150m mai jos. Ptiu ce urs mare. Pe la ora 14 continui coborirea si trec de urmele proaspete. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhBpL3etgR4/X_s8dYiz15I/AAAAAAAA4Rk/8AsvrHGG0g04l_DkKGK8oRZzn0s8FjhUgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_143759.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhBpL3etgR4/X_s8dYiz15I/AAAAAAAA4Rk/8AsvrHGG0g04l_DkKGK8oRZzn0s8FjhUgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_143759.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">14:40 Pasul Predelus<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Apoi prin padure pe o zapada tot mai mica si chiar pamint sosesc in pasul Predelus. Vremea chiar s-a imbunatatit si ma imbie sa continui. In Predelus am fost de vreo 6 ori. Vara trecuta in iunie venind cu bicicleta dinspre Orjogoaia planuind sa trec Grohotisul intr-o zi urcind peste Sloeru insa ploaia nu m-a lasat. Ulterior in octombrie venind din sens invers am inteles de ce Dumnezeu si ploaia nu m-au lasat...traseul prea lung pentru o zi si neciclabil. <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VjMy_I7WfnQ/X_s-hyTPE7I/AAAAAAAA4R8/mBdoAEPamDsiFePtqQVYDOOIGHIMaUfHwCPcBGAsYHg/s2576/20201230_144122.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VjMy_I7WfnQ/X_s-hyTPE7I/AAAAAAAA4R8/mBdoAEPamDsiFePtqQVYDOOIGHIMaUfHwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/20201230_144122.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">voios, victorios<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Prind putina energie si pornesc spre Masivul Grohotis. Aici in Pasul Predelus la 1298m sint citeva urme de jeepuri dar si mult noroi. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxhFwnoOKbs/X_s_l_dqvhI/AAAAAAAA4SI/maUknGTAyG4dlNmE7PjnIMACClmlRFclgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_150704.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxhFwnoOKbs/X_s_l_dqvhI/AAAAAAAA4SI/maUknGTAyG4dlNmE7PjnIMACClmlRFclgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_150704.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">15:07 pe marcaj<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Intru intr-o zona in care primavara este deja sosita si pe care soarele topeste zapada ascunsa in vreun colt. Urmatorul adapost este la iesire din padure la mai putin de un ceas de mers. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vNeQxrdQikI/X_tC47gKebI/AAAAAAAA4SU/DZ4C8HgxSH4LOtRECHArw0vrrasapRg3ACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_151431.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vNeQxrdQikI/X_tC47gKebI/AAAAAAAA4SU/DZ4C8HgxSH4LOtRECHArw0vrrasapRg3ACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_151431.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dinspre vale, pe drum se aude zgomotul turat al unui ATV. Rachetele imi sint legate de rucsac asa ca bagajul este mai greu. Incepe putina morfoleala, noroi cu zapada dar si un torent. Decid sa nu iau apa de aci fiind cu siguranta cu multe sedimente. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6AJffNOps4/X_tEJapET8I/AAAAAAAA4Sg/V5YVOqNHSeQXrVd_J-4ytMVtb_9pm4wywCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_154720.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6AJffNOps4/X_tEJapET8I/AAAAAAAA4Sg/V5YVOqNHSeQXrVd_J-4ytMVtb_9pm4wywCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_154720.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">15:47 pe muntele Prisciu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />In sfirsit printr-o curba ies din padure si tot aici trebuie sa fie si un mic adapost. Vizitez bordeiul: are 1 loc insa incaperea nu este izolata, adica scindurile sint cam distantate. Pina la urmatoarea stina mai am vreo 2-3 km si ceva de urcat. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-va5fpQsJ-Rc/X_tUnnuqUVI/AAAAAAAA4Ss/MfsH6psjXp0H6gV13ioA1oYasKKcIosPACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_165630.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-va5fpQsJ-Rc/X_tUnnuqUVI/AAAAAAAA4Ss/MfsH6psjXp0H6gV13ioA1oYasKKcIosPACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_165630.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Fiindca e senin ma purced la drum catre Muntele Sloeru Marcusanu. In continuare apar urme de lup pe care le urmez fiindca corespunde cu poteca. Mersul prin zapada este greoi iar mersul pe pernitele de iarba este si el anevoios asa ca cel mai bine imi leg rachetele. Citiva stilpi de marcaj, din lemn, distantati imi sint de ajutor. Unele portiuni le-am coborit in viteza pe bicicleta si mi s-au parut scurte insa acum mi se pare o calatorie departata. Muntele Sloeru Marcusanu este imens si totusi nu se urca total. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IAzl1k2OQ2A/X_tWNOXA-0I/AAAAAAAA4S4/cbMA2B1B1JgeJeKJVnF5Uvs-JnnxfpKmQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_171313.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IAzl1k2OQ2A/X_tWNOXA-0I/AAAAAAAA4S4/cbMA2B1B1JgeJeKJVnF5Uvs-JnnxfpKmQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_171313.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">17:13 spre Ciucas<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Luna rasare de dupa Tesla Ciucasului si este un moment deosebit insa aparatul meu nu prea reuseste poze nocturne. Oarecum am ceva temeri fiindca fiind pe bicicleta in oct 2020 nu am urmat linia marcajului. Acum intru intre niste ienuperi uneori mai stufosi care lasa cu greu sa distingi traseul de pe versantul sudic al Sloerului. Haide, haide imi tot spun. Si cam pe intuneric, la ora 18 sosesc bucuros la moderna stina din Sloeru. Are multe cani, pahare, si ceva ramasite de la ciobani.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5HMR28pWkoM/X_tXqU1-yvI/AAAAAAAA4TE/18PXMgn9Vcgj_vZLu-dHcn_j1Nc3JkNyACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201230_185524.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5HMR28pWkoM/X_tXqU1-yvI/AAAAAAAA4TE/18PXMgn9Vcgj_vZLu-dHcn_j1Nc3JkNyACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201230_185524.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ora 19, limita inghetului afara<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Urmeaza curatarea unui prici si pregatirea cinei prin topirea zapezii. A fost o zi frumoasa peste Neamtului dar cu unele riscuri.<br /><p></p><p><b>Ziua 3, 31 decembrie 2020, Joi</b><br /></p><p>8km, 330m</p><p>Ultima zi din anul de calvar(pentru majoritatea, desi din unele puncte de vedere nu-i inteleg...vad pe facebook mereu poze si trasee). Pentru mine daca sint sanatos si am ce minca , am o perna, o patura si familie, atunci 2-3 ture in natura pot fi multumitoare. Prea sint exagerari....oamenii vor sa fie in fiecare weekend pe munte dar excursii de mai multe zile ori explorari de locuri noi nici nu se viseaza. De altfel eu am un motto: "Voi rideti de mine ca sint diferit, eu rid de voi pentru ca sinteti toti la fel". Inghesuiti-va la cabane si la gondole. "Junglele" astea trebuie sa ramina ascunse si salbatice. Tinta de azi? Vreau sa merg mai putin, cel mai probabil pina la Stina/Ferma din Valea Neagra aflata sub vf Grohotis. Inseamna citeva ore, max 4-5h. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNYpmi1ZMLw/X_2gIf7P5HI/AAAAAAAA4Ts/1syK_0tmEJktRj7gy3TD2O8WgtV7LVhjgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_081517.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNYpmi1ZMLw/X_2gIf7P5HI/AAAAAAAA4Ts/1syK_0tmEJktRj7gy3TD2O8WgtV7LVhjgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_081517.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">La Stina din Sloeru Marcusanu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Luna plina a trecut spre vest si parca sta acolo asteptind sa fie pozata. Merge sa savurez putin peisajul linga un pahar de ceai si o prajitura cu prune din Madeira. Eh, pachetelul a stat cuminte in sacosa cu mincare timp pe vreo 2 ani, asteptind un moment/loc deosebit. Cel mai probabil in zona este si un izvor insa din cauza zapezii nu il vad/aud. Si nici in octombrie nu l-am descoperit. Vizibilitatea si vremea sint bune, neavind motive sa fiu tensionat. Poate acela ca voi merge prin citeva paduri apartinind animalelor salbatice si deosebit de salbatice. Sper ca fluierul si creatorul Universului ma vor ajuta. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzbwmPln--Q/X_2hdlL2BcI/AAAAAAAA4T4/4k05zZC46WAAjPFVTRUxZM0t7clXK8sxACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_083950.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzbwmPln--Q/X_2hdlL2BcI/AAAAAAAA4T4/4k05zZC46WAAjPFVTRUxZM0t7clXK8sxACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_083950.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Asadar marchez stina ca fiind de 4 stele chiar daca nu am facut focul in vatra si nu am gasit apa. Pe poteca regasesc celebrele urme de urs. Ah, nu scap deloc dar la ce altceva sa ma astept? De la stina se coboara usor pe zapada relativ inghetata pina intr-o poienita. Sincer nu-mi aduc aminte directia insa traversint luminisul zaresc marcajul la intrarea in padure urcind usor spre stinga pe un drumeag de caruta. Oricum ar fi iarna cam trebuie urmate urmele de animale 😁 Curind ies intr-un gol alpin unde marcajele dispar iar potecile sint destul de acoperite de zapada. In zona este un mic izvoras. Ma las pierdut catre punctul cel mai inalt, probabil pe Muntele Cioara. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_6dCQNCZ_w/X_2o1Uwg_zI/AAAAAAAA4UE/sIAjvl82VE8wh-xnCFHmEZH3u1lQjnVyACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_091659.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_6dCQNCZ_w/X_2o1Uwg_zI/AAAAAAAA4UE/sIAjvl82VE8wh-xnCFHmEZH3u1lQjnVyACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_091659.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">9:15 pe Muntele Cioara<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ah, uite ca traseul este putin mai pe jos printre ienuperi. Mersul la rachete scoate zgomot care tine animalele la distanta. Regasesc marcajul care desi este rar, tot ma ajuta avind in vedere ca am mai mers pe aici. Vremea clara este esentiala, intrucit pe ceata doar cu gps-ul te poti orienta altfel cu busola si azimutul poti ajunge prin Babarunca. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mu1egbrWppQ/X_2pzqVBSyI/AAAAAAAA4UQ/jJLsOEg7BWQlQtI-dufN367u42h45iJrQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_092850.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mu1egbrWppQ/X_2pzqVBSyI/AAAAAAAA4UQ/jJLsOEg7BWQlQtI-dufN367u42h45iJrQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_092850.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">9:28 cu Grohotisul in ultimul plan<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Dupa o alta traversare sosesc in alta poienita. Continjarea este exact pe unde cade raza de soare. Din pacate marcajul este putin spre interior. Acum urmeaza o zona mai stincoasa, de fapt un virfulet stincos acoperit de padure. Traseul este evident, urmind urmele de urs si lup. Intr-o vilcea este un izvoras care probabil dispare pe timp de seceta. In citeva minute de traversare a padurii sosesc la un gol semialpin marcat cu o stinca calcaroasa cu santulete, un fel de lapiezuri.Are si marcaj aplicat cu banda rosie si un stilp de lemn. Peisajul si linistea sint maximale. Aici poate fi creat un sanatoriu, numai ca la cort. Pai nu va ginditi ca voi autoriza construirea de drumuri si cladiri. Alti vreo 2 stilpi de lemn sint cazuti asa ca incerc sa-i asez putin mai sus pe niste ienuperi. Macar sa nu putrezeasca si sa fie vizibili. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ9x3kXr-gs/X_2zVrzfwiI/AAAAAAAA4Uc/YxTnSc91xLoXjB3GBAUmyMWqypOg0totgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_094551.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ9x3kXr-gs/X_2zVrzfwiI/AAAAAAAA4Uc/YxTnSc91xLoXjB3GBAUmyMWqypOg0totgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_094551.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">9:45 trag de rachete<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Urmeaza o coborire prelunga . <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggIjq8uSBaM/X_20z-FFwfI/AAAAAAAA4Us/rCElatfzYWUXZLsq0RhPmoxSmFE9mi7vwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_094641.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggIjq8uSBaM/X_20z-FFwfI/AAAAAAAA4Us/rCElatfzYWUXZLsq0RhPmoxSmFE9mi7vwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_094641.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Aici este o poiana mare cu o stina mica care probabil nu a fost inca finisata si folosita. In toamna trecuta o vulpe grasuta s-a speriat si a fugit spre codru. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xkcZx6kPDZg/X_20pHb6Q6I/AAAAAAAA4Uo/d7pNKu6Bg_MI7PUrCeeq4r47jxZVd4-agCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_095113.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xkcZx6kPDZg/X_20pHb6Q6I/AAAAAAAA4Uo/d7pNKu6Bg_MI7PUrCeeq4r47jxZVd4-agCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_095113.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Acum planuiesc sa stau la soare, sa citesc harta intocmita de Danut Calin, cea din revista Muntii Carpati si sa admir peisajul. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uFFgI8qG7I4/X_21sL9M0_I/AAAAAAAA4U4/QmP-5OiYmbIRajOuZMRf-EXfwV-9AwYOQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_100145.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uFFgI8qG7I4/X_21sL9M0_I/AAAAAAAA4U4/QmP-5OiYmbIRajOuZMRf-EXfwV-9AwYOQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_100145.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stina pe Mt Cioara 1321m, ora 10<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Eh, iata ca am sosit si la adapost care ar putea fi folosit ca un observator. Aici poposesc vreo 45min. In departare se vede Muntele Zanoaga cu o fosta statie meteo. In iarna trecuta urcind pe Eforie am iesit pe Zanoaga Moritului. Aici de retinut este si un izvor care-si are originea in pasune. Gata, dupa aproape 1 ora de pauza ma apuc iar de mers pe rachete. Acum urmeaza portiunea cea mai lunga de padure. Peste tot urme de urs. Se coboara intr-o sa impadurita, si apoi incep a urca sever dar nu abrupt. Zona este bine marcata fapt ce ajuta mult pe turistii sositi prima data desi traseul este usor de dibuit. Padure de fagi, dreapta dar si uneori exemplare batrine. <p></p><p>Final coutdown....ultima zi din an! Cit de salbatic pe aici, acum cind sint singur cu animalele! Sosesc intr-o poiana mica in care marcajul stilp este ascuns in zapada. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QPkGnDLAOIU/X_246xcbdtI/AAAAAAAA4VE/95XgQLgQOrQOWkTQvJS86bNyVjHyrV4iwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_114049.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QPkGnDLAOIU/X_246xcbdtI/AAAAAAAA4VE/95XgQLgQOrQOWkTQvJS86bNyVjHyrV4iwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_114049.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">11:40</td></tr></tbody></table>Nu pot decit sa-l sprijin de ienupar si sa sper ca voi reveni in luna
mai cu 1 tirnacop. De aici culmea pe care sint coteste la dreapta prin
padure pe o alee draguta care permite sa se vada pina departe catre
Muntele Babes. Evident ca si ursul a trecut pe aici probabil catre
izvoarele care se regasesc la golul alpin.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jkwHWa3pFF8/X_3JZ2vuCCI/AAAAAAAA4VQ/j4m2ZXvY4lAYJTfuC8eDarrZykSsfBhBQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_115440.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jkwHWa3pFF8/X_3JZ2vuCCI/AAAAAAAA4VQ/j4m2ZXvY4lAYJTfuC8eDarrZykSsfBhBQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_115440.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">iesirea din padure<br /></td></tr></tbody></table> Sint oarecum putin incordat si imi fac scenarii cum ca ursul ar aparea de dupa o culme. Sint in garda! ma gindeam pe unde ar continua traseul acum pe timp de iarna dar din nou Ursul dovedeste ca este un veritabil ghid turistic trecind la timp spre stinga fara a urca pe culmea din fata. Ok, am inteles directia. In 5 minute de la iesirea din padure sosesc la izvoarele de pe versantul nordic al Muntelui Vaii Negre. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpd14sEbEF0/X_3LkBCFJYI/AAAAAAAA4Vc/KCVep65ceWk3cZxvM8RKBCpPpj6iL4HygCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_120338.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpd14sEbEF0/X_3LkBCFJYI/AAAAAAAA4Vc/KCVep65ceWk3cZxvM8RKBCpPpj6iL4HygCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_120338.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ora 12<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ma fortez sa beau ceaiul din bidon si apoi reumplu cu apa proaspata, prima data de la plecarea din Azuga. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQ4igFLCa78/X_3NAOpmMgI/AAAAAAAA4Vo/oVdMFdgcLBgd-buMF5SCFbrpFZoMlNrbgCPcBGAsYHg/s3424/20201231_122003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="3424" height="75" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQ4igFLCa78/X_3NAOpmMgI/AAAAAAAA4Vo/oVdMFdgcLBgd-buMF5SCFbrpFZoMlNrbgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h75/20201231_122003.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Este devreme si caut semnal telefonic pentru a comunica putin cu realitatea intrucit pe versantul sudic al Vaii Negre voi fi deconectat. Dupa o scurta pauza in locul unde si cerbii se racoresc, pornesc sa intersectez culmea Zanoaga. Vintul dinspre sud se inteteste si valuri de ceata acopera tot mai indraznet vf mare al Grohotisului. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1nMElnxe3o/X_3PjEBGEaI/AAAAAAAA4V0/TakPa3antssK8EFtHZobkmSo4Rag8CUnwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_123648.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1nMElnxe3o/X_3PjEBGEaI/AAAAAAAA4V0/TakPa3antssK8EFtHZobkmSo4Rag8CUnwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_123648.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">vedere spre Nord catre Tesla, Ciucas si Valea Tirlungului +stina pe picior<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Este 12:30 si timp ar fi sa-l trec insa stina Virfului Grohotis nu este prea aspectuoasa si izolata, plus ca nu am gasit apa in iarna trecuta. Reusesc sa gasesc semnal pe vodafone si sa gasesc un loc mai ferit de vint. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ysqqEmiF3-w/X_3QhkmWwiI/AAAAAAAA4WA/NlJYsBKyrAAGtepJ9WoWIZx7ZbrY2uu6wCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_123656.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ysqqEmiF3-w/X_3QhkmWwiI/AAAAAAAA4WA/NlJYsBKyrAAGtepJ9WoWIZx7ZbrY2uu6wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_123656.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ferma</td></tr></tbody></table><br />De aici de pe drumul de camion se zareste Ferma din Valea Neagra. Nu-mi ramine decit sa urmez drumul de caruta in vreo 2 serpentine si apoi sa trec peste un torent.piriu permanent, de fapt izvorul Vaii Negre de unde voi lua apa pentru Anul Nou. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R142BmmBVJA/X_3S1fd7QeI/AAAAAAAA4WM/f-Tz5iWYAEAzFJ77FUDDYXVpq-gr6g96gCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_131842.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R142BmmBVJA/X_3S1fd7QeI/AAAAAAAA4WM/f-Tz5iWYAEAzFJ77FUDDYXVpq-gr6g96gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_131842.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">13:20, Saua de unde am coborit<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Aici este adapost iar vintul este mai domol. O alegere buna. Las rucsacul si fac o plimbare in lungul drumului. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLSC2RHHbOw/X_3TkNtMXPI/AAAAAAAA4WU/KagnTN0a1kg0JQAXjsPWhkiK3ynkxj4yACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_132028.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLSC2RHHbOw/X_3TkNtMXPI/AAAAAAAA4WU/KagnTN0a1kg0JQAXjsPWhkiK3ynkxj4yACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_132028.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">canton 1330m<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />In vecinatate este construit recent si un canton dar bine inchis si dichisit. Este mult prea moale zapada si mocirls terenul pentru ca cineva cu jeep ori tractor sa urce aici pentru Revelion. Poate doar vreo senileta sa urce dar sper sa ramina liniste la noapte. Drumul coboara in padure si cel mai probabil ajunge la Cantonul Ciungi. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoH8sdnFCP0/X_3XhXkJtUI/AAAAAAAA4Wg/mgcD80WEXTUe8bivQ9yKQfwZWfi-pMz_QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_141747.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoH8sdnFCP0/X_3XhXkJtUI/AAAAAAAA4Wg/mgcD80WEXTUe8bivQ9yKQfwZWfi-pMz_QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201231_141747.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Treptat vintul aduce nori negri iar la ora 16 incepe ploaia in rafale. Ah, ce adapost bun am aici. Si citeva provizii de la ciobani: untura, cartofi degerati, fasole boabe, masline la bidon. Si daca miine nu voi putea continua trecerea peste munte? Nici nu as cobori intrucit pe 1 ianuarie nu ar putea circula autobuze din Valea Doftanei. Eventual sa mai astept o zi. Lasarea intunericului aduce astrul Lunii pe cer. Poate-i de bine!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n1S-GMWk9t0/X_3XvDIQaqI/AAAAAAAA4Wk/L7Eoq7bOFbErpzweQvVRGOf2S5j8-4xWwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201231_234242.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n1S-GMWk9t0/X_3XvDIQaqI/AAAAAAAA4Wk/L7Eoq7bOFbErpzweQvVRGOf2S5j8-4xWwCPcBGAsYHg/w225-h400/20201231_234242.jpg" width="225" /></a></div><br />Ma pregatesc cu apa si gindesc la meniul festiv. Din pacate nu voi putea pleca sa intimpin Anul Nou 2021 de sus din Saua de pe creasta. Este si mult noroi...Ascult la radio numaratoarea inversa. Apoi toti viseaza la NORMALITATE. Numai eu sint Gica Contra? Mda, mi-as dori, insa nu va fi nicio normalitate. <p></p><p>Vaccinat se anunta anul, nu sint doctor sa va dau sfaturi, faceti cum va taie capul, virusul mai zaboveste, ia mai minati flacai, hapciu-hapciu. </p><p>Nu, eu nu stranut decit atunci cind sint alergic.</p><p>La 11 seara ma pun pe bucatarit si condimentat bine ca sa simt gustul si mirosul. Hai, LA MULTI ANI CU GUST SI MIROS!</p><p>In niciun revelion gustul nu a fost mai important! Du-te dorule si urla, urla tare sa m-auda. 2021 imi intra sub piele si visez la buzele care sa-mi stinga setea si arsura piperului mincat. Sub Luna plina visez la fata care sa fie aici. Hai ca a mai trecut un an din noi, a fost si soare, au fost si ploi. Important este ca sint aici pe munte!</p><p>Ies afara, aud bubuituri si urlu si eu putin. Cred ca este limita inghetului. Foaie verde dor marunt, eu d-aicea nu ma duc! Frunza verde de artar, anul asta a fost calvar, mai DJ Vasile! Gata, pe la ora 1 dimineata merg la patul meu. Miine am de lucru fiindca este bine ca prima zi din an sa te gaseasca la munca!<br /></p><p><b>Ziua 4, 1 ianuarie 2021</b><br /></p><p>16km + 600m</p><p>La multi ani Vasile, poti sa bei o tuica in plus de la mine! Trezirea la realitate....vremea pare acceptabila, zapada a mai inghetat atit cit sa nu rup crusta cu rachetele. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R4Tpx-3o20Y/X_3a4IAyHvI/AAAAAAAA4Ww/efL8fbpiex4FFqWJ_6rfh1f65ja4kfVuwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_090901.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R4Tpx-3o20Y/X_3a4IAyHvI/AAAAAAAA4Ww/efL8fbpiex4FFqWJ_6rfh1f65ja4kfVuwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_090901.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ora 9<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Imi servesc budinca, fac ceaiul si o pornesc spre deal in ascensiunea Muntelui Vaii Negre. Pe la 8:30 dau din rachete insa in Saua muntelui vizibilitatea este scazuta. Sint pregatit cu cagula si ochelarii de schi. Cocoasa muntelui este punctata cu stilpi asezati rar, la oarece distanta. Ideea este sa ajung cit mai sus. Deodata vintul curata ceata. Ah ce frumos! Prind puteri si curaj.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbO2Sql3hN0/X_3cNPySSgI/AAAAAAAA4W8/tWnK6EkKN5Ufs1PApG2G70uBShvq6KajACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_091006.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbO2Sql3hN0/X_3cNPySSgI/AAAAAAAA4W8/tWnK6EkKN5Ufs1PApG2G70uBShvq6KajACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_091006.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">iata prima mea tinta, vf Grohotis 1768<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Insa bucuria nu tine mult timp. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JxdIVyyTBqA/X_3dg6d4oJI/AAAAAAAA4XI/s-0IVK_sid4zhhjaXV1mm6sW-ydZIIL8gCPcBGAsYHg/s2576/20210101_091026.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JxdIVyyTBqA/X_3dg6d4oJI/AAAAAAAA4XI/s-0IVK_sid4zhhjaXV1mm6sW-ydZIIL8gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/20210101_091026.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">La multi ani ! Nevoiti-va sa fiti diferiti si sa intrati pe poarta cea strimta!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Bagajul s-a mai usurat fiindca m-am cam umflat de mamaliga, sarmale si smintina. Las' sa creasca baiatul mare! Larga si lata este poarta care duce la pierzare si multi sint cei ce merg pe ea. Mda, ma tot enerveaza declaratiile "desteptilor" si dorintele pentru "binele umanitatii". Nimeni nu mai are coloana vertebrala si astfel am ajuns sclavi....Nu-mi ramine decit sa dau din rachete si sa musc in gheata care s-a format noaptea trecuta. Timp de o ora intru in ceata laptoasa si incepe lupta de supravietuire. Imi este clar ca fara gps nu am ce cauta. Acum sint indraznet si urmez cu atentie trackul. Uneori abia vad unde pun piciorul; este greu de distins pe ce calci. Platouri largi, infinite. Mina sta fara manusa si butoneaza telefonul si avantajul este ca nu este ger sau vint puternic. Sosesc la un stilp de unde gresesc putin directia. Ajung la un alt stilp dupa care mergind spre sud sosesc sub vf Grohotis. Reusesc sa vad unde sint insa acum nu este vreme pentru urcat pe virf. Ceata in valuri si mici rafale ma conving sa ocolesc vf Grohotis pe la vest pe drumul de caruta care este acoperit de zapada in totalitate insa acum nu este pericol de avalansa. Totusi urmele de urs ma fac mai atent pe unde merg. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wz4ODSC0S3Q/X_3iTW_ye9I/AAAAAAAA4XU/bt1jw2TXdno--hVQwh2AluloKsZeFEzJwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_102924.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wz4ODSC0S3Q/X_3iTW_ye9I/AAAAAAAA4XU/bt1jw2TXdno--hVQwh2AluloKsZeFEzJwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_102924.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">10:30 vremea s-a stabilizat. Catre Setu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Nu aveam in plan sa traversez pe versant iar mersul este destul de obositor pentru glezne. <p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lseZKeDBFE0/X_3i4GeswTI/AAAAAAAA4Xc/RhgGFXnnlf4VxGC534lir4YlIcNYDpRPQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_103450.jpg"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lseZKeDBFE0/X_3i4GeswTI/AAAAAAAA4Xc/RhgGFXnnlf4VxGC534lir4YlIcNYDpRPQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_103450.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Chiar si ursul a luat-o tot pe aici. De acum sint sigur ca vremea buna chiar a sosit doar ca nu-mi permit sa las rucsacul pe traseu. Ajuns Saua Sudica a vf Grohotis, intr-un adapost al crestei iau o pauza pentru o gustarica. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Si22KfCYMSM/X_3jmir2C_I/AAAAAAAA4Xk/qJsvjsiRuZkXJu3yMhxoWPlmkKb8HYrHgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_104831.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Si22KfCYMSM/X_3jmir2C_I/AAAAAAAA4Xk/qJsvjsiRuZkXJu3yMhxoWPlmkKb8HYrHgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_104831.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">10:45 pauza de castravete si ou<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Sus pe virf este inca vreme urita. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Z2KaMLy7bc/X_3lW2701wI/AAAAAAAA4Xw/0zxjqk-6PBQMD7EEeLg415OlHcHJqJ1dgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_110827.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Z2KaMLy7bc/X_3lW2701wI/AAAAAAAA4Xw/0zxjqk-6PBQMD7EEeLg415OlHcHJqJ1dgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_110827.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ous si castravete<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Urmeaza o lunga coborire intrerupta de usoare urcusuri mentinind directia generala sud.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WND_skTofA8/X_3l0Mh4-uI/AAAAAAAA4X4/UEUCd20JAoMuXRjfe8kEF7WtgV7uFx_pQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_113324.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WND_skTofA8/X_3l0Mh4-uI/AAAAAAAA4X4/UEUCd20JAoMuXRjfe8kEF7WtgV7uFx_pQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_113324.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vf Grohotis cu piciorul estic ce duce la Casa lui Sultan(ruine)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Peisajul este de vis; lacul Maneciu, releul de linga vf Nebunu, Baiului si Neamtu. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-breMUT-4KVQ/X_3mvtQIftI/AAAAAAAA4YE/o4c9_sQ3SfkuAseJD0hi2JrB_KVRxyTfACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_121715.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-breMUT-4KVQ/X_3mvtQIftI/AAAAAAAA4YE/o4c9_sQ3SfkuAseJD0hi2JrB_KVRxyTfACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_121715.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Imagine spre vest<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Tinta mea de cind am plecat de acasa era vf Grohotis pe Anul Nou, eventual noaptea cu bivuac la stina.<p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tw7ptxEfJ8M/X_3nMo0KM5I/AAAAAAAA4YM/WlCuTuYMnMwOM28sZNhXIlEWxH4A-CmxgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_123108.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tw7ptxEfJ8M/X_3nMo0KM5I/AAAAAAAA4YM/WlCuTuYMnMwOM28sZNhXIlEWxH4A-CmxgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_123108.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spre Nebunu Mare<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Mersul este placut, traversind cind pe o fata, cind pe cealalta. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYknR6XraI8/X_33c8GHfVI/AAAAAAAA4YY/C4E5S7XLf6wUALeK6-8jgCTXzlrvSiXiACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_133129.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYknR6XraI8/X_33c8GHfVI/AAAAAAAA4YY/C4E5S7XLf6wUALeK6-8jgCTXzlrvSiXiACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_133129.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stina din Cucioaia<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Vai adinci las in urma si ma apropii de Cucioaia si apoi usor de Vf Radila Mare, ultimul strajer al culmii lungi a Grohotisului. Aici pe Radila sigur trebuie sa fie semnal telefonic intrucit se vad localitati. Si da, nu ma insel. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGM45mxjl54/X_34KLrXJXI/AAAAAAAA4Yg/qS0Eq3Q1q7YxVmHi1vzccW2yMd9_qdrZQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_132432.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGM45mxjl54/X_34KLrXJXI/AAAAAAAA4Yg/qS0Eq3Q1q7YxVmHi1vzccW2yMd9_qdrZQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_132432.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">padurea tot mai aproape de culmea principala<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Primul apel telefonic din 2021 are loc de pe acest deal de 1400m. Vintul amiezii bate usor dinspre nord, majoritatea drumului a fost aliatul meu. Urmeaza o coborire pe un drum de caruta, destul de erodat. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YArtEP5ckB8/X_4K1jpSF0I/AAAAAAAA4Yw/loQ8W2O_Hq08Kz9B90qboK2saRN0FjHvwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_134810.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YArtEP5ckB8/X_4K1jpSF0I/AAAAAAAA4Yw/loQ8W2O_Hq08Kz9B90qboK2saRN0FjHvwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_134810.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">vf Mosa cu stina iar in fundal este Mt Trifoiul<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ma indrept spre Muntele Moasa/Mosa. Sint pe interfluviul Crasna/Clabucet. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-57IwMltpE48/X_4Ko7b25iI/AAAAAAAA4Ys/VYOl14gfuUUD45HKtaI29xbWYDATwrwRgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_143527.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-57IwMltpE48/X_4Ko7b25iI/AAAAAAAA4Ys/VYOl14gfuUUD45HKtaI29xbWYDATwrwRgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_143527.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />De mentionat ca marcajul banda albastra aplicat pe pietrele de sub zapada m-a intovarasit dinainte de vf Grohotis. Acum apare si pe unii pomi.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETHf29xvNYQ/X_4LtRZugSI/AAAAAAAA4Y8/YQc5S8Y9ltIf3cKju4t8cvWwLnIinCpWgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_143836.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETHf29xvNYQ/X_4LtRZugSI/AAAAAAAA4Y8/YQc5S8Y9ltIf3cKju4t8cvWwLnIinCpWgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_143836.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Incerc sa caut zapada cit mai buna pentru rachete intrucit nu-si are rostul sa ma dezechipez. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3DVq1iDDDAo/X_4MHVzuf2I/AAAAAAAA4ZE/soam-jQv_iQ61ELOtG1bP0l9TAbPi7zRgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_143140.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3DVq1iDDDAo/X_4MHVzuf2I/AAAAAAAA4ZE/soam-jQv_iQ61ELOtG1bP0l9TAbPi7zRgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_143140.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">seuta dintre Radila si Mosa. Nebunul Mare in plan secund<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Vara este usor de urmat o linie a potecii insa acum mergi pe unde te taie capul. Disting un drum care duce pe versantul alb catre sud iar din acesta se formeaza drumul pina la Stina Mosa. Rachetele iar imi sint folositoare intrucit zapada s-a mai inmuiat acum la amiaza pe imensul cimp alb. Stina este de nota 10, izvor la 50m, vatra de foc, chiar si citeva lemne, toaleta, masa, priciuri, saltele pentru cine doreste. Chiar si un cojoc pentru cei frigurosi. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Wzw-1PHCmborqmswk-EfnGv3t5KoUwB4ERzCMyaFheSMbxIF55idI9VsQQwT6mjgsUpKvoWjZXvR0LlbH2NyNjE3SXhyphenhyphenNnWkVaFvGPbS1APz7ye3c8CcSlHZWLS4wAB5lG1Kg1ubK7s/s2048/20210101_164319.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Wzw-1PHCmborqmswk-EfnGv3t5KoUwB4ERzCMyaFheSMbxIF55idI9VsQQwT6mjgsUpKvoWjZXvR0LlbH2NyNjE3SXhyphenhyphenNnWkVaFvGPbS1APz7ye3c8CcSlHZWLS4wAB5lG1Kg1ubK7s/w400-h225/20210101_164319.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">16:43 Apus de soare 1-01-2021<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Urmeaza un apus de soare deosebit, primul apus si -4 grade. Urmeaza o masa de seara si apelul telefonic. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--t8IhztW2Mg/X_4ONWMbH2I/AAAAAAAA4ZY/NCgxg413lgoPQLWzPUGxx13XGKvgj2upQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210101_202335.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--t8IhztW2Mg/X_4ONWMbH2I/AAAAAAAA4ZY/NCgxg413lgoPQLWzPUGxx13XGKvgj2upQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210101_202335.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cina in Stina din Mosa la -2,5*C, cartofi inabusiti, ceapa, masline, smintina<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Luminile localitatilor, Cimpina, Ploiesti, Stefesti-Bertea vegheaza intinsele cimpii Valahe si Subcarpatii. Nici urma de soricei care sa ma deranjeze. Am gasit chiar un prospect al unui medicament de epilepsie. Noapte buna!<p></p><p><b>Ziua 5, 2 ianuarie 2021</b><br /></p><p>21km+12km</p><p>Desi planuisem sa plec mai tirziu fiind ultima zi, o lunga coborire spre Valea teleajenului, respectiv satele Schiulesti-Homoriciu, seara am mai studiat odata traseul facut in ianuarie cind am inregistrat timpii. Concluzia luata a fost sa plec mai devreme, zapada fiind mai multa fata de ianuarie 2020(atunci era ca vara). Asadar pe la ora 6:30 sar din pat spre aragaz si toaleta. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UxtIJS-GM2w/X_7AldYu78I/AAAAAAAA4Zk/cLbL7a79S1UAt34-XDQA9klmmmJ2xfV8QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_085424.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UxtIJS-GM2w/X_7AldYu78I/AAAAAAAA4Zk/cLbL7a79S1UAt34-XDQA9klmmmJ2xfV8QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_085424.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">vedere spre vf Radila Mare-Mica la rasarit<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Afara este senin iar zapada foarte inghetata. Aici in adapost avem undeva la -2*C. Pe la ora 8:30 inainte de a sosi soarele la stina sau chiar pe culmea Moasa, reusesc sa-mi leg rachetele si sa plec catre vf Trifoiul. Intru pe traseul marcat pe sub zapada si ocolesc Vf Mosa pe curba de nivel. Odata ajuns la trecerea de peste Piciorul Mosa sosesc la soare.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xLSOadMOGDw/X_7CJTdjIHI/AAAAAAAA4Zw/g2C92WhUvB0880lGjC9DtWU5UhFMiHZ0QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_090719.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xLSOadMOGDw/X_7CJTdjIHI/AAAAAAAA4Zw/g2C92WhUvB0880lGjC9DtWU5UhFMiHZ0QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_090719.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Peisajul de vis pina la releul Costila si catre cimpie pina la Ploiesti. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oavs8nvxTMY/X_7ChPXgr9I/AAAAAAAA4Z4/z_13zkkDXpgZ2pav7myUXOlmq6mxIL98wCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_090652.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oavs8nvxTMY/X_7ChPXgr9I/AAAAAAAA4Z4/z_13zkkDXpgZ2pav7myUXOlmq6mxIL98wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_090652.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Se merge pe la marginea padurii si apoi marcajul intra in padure alaturi de numeroasele urme de ursi, caprioare si altele. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QZaB2Mcf_JU/X_7DZI8BCeI/AAAAAAAA4aE/RGl2ryFT_ykU82bj93f4w6DlQHeG4trHQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_093402.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QZaB2Mcf_JU/X_7DZI8BCeI/AAAAAAAA4aE/RGl2ryFT_ykU82bj93f4w6DlQHeG4trHQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_093402.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">urcare spre Trifoiul<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Zgomotul produs prin mersul cu rachete cu siguranta sperie animalele. Mersul este placut, asemenea si temperatura. Dimineata pina sa incalzesc motoarele am prins curaj si am dat un plover jos de pe mine, chiar daca scria Himalaya. Urmele devin tot mai numeroasa odata ce ma apropii de poienile vf Trifoiul. Nu stiu cum ma pacalesc pentru ca virful il atac pe stinga taind urmele ursilor. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FXe3kJSKkMM/X_7FeUl10xI/AAAAAAAA4aQ/Ga9nmwAJ5uAsv5qAqhKDpkT9qErdrARmQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_094547.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FXe3kJSKkMM/X_7FeUl10xI/AAAAAAAA4aQ/Ga9nmwAJ5uAsv5qAqhKDpkT9qErdrARmQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_094547.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Este o ascensiune pe zapada continua, inca inghetata si din fericire pt pielea mea, la umbra. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-itlE1ucifxg/X_7Fy2pXw6I/AAAAAAAA4aY/dFdJCstL_4gWz0nTbyzUri6raaal3AK5QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_095106.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-itlE1ucifxg/X_7Fy2pXw6I/AAAAAAAA4aY/dFdJCstL_4gWz0nTbyzUri6raaal3AK5QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_095106.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Mult mai tirziu realizez ca traseul este pe dreapta si ar fi condus pe la un izvor bun prin partea de sus a unei stine. Dar am iesit tocmai bine intr-un punct de belvedere. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwQRy0_qXiCqZf2ffnEauegjWGzrkqZY7_vwBitaHQJ6oBKCT-T8HtbxZscsGQoEcs4IkradP57HXv-vZUXhESld1nPhls0wFIOtL-Jo0xgV8pqC338Ggt9TE8sL7MCyk-v4VYw1PLcNU/s2048/20210102_100941.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwQRy0_qXiCqZf2ffnEauegjWGzrkqZY7_vwBitaHQJ6oBKCT-T8HtbxZscsGQoEcs4IkradP57HXv-vZUXhESld1nPhls0wFIOtL-Jo0xgV8pqC338Ggt9TE8sL7MCyk-v4VYw1PLcNU/w400-h225/20210102_100941.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ora 10 Vf Trifoiul<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ah, ce unghi deosebit. Chiar se merita o excursie de citeva ore pina aici. Urmeaa intrarea in padure pe un drum ingust, pietros cu urme de jeep. Timp de un ceas se urmeaza un drum de tractor pe versantul estic pe care marcajul este destul de rar insa suficient. Din lipsa zapezii imi dezleg rachetele si merg la bocancii de plastic.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zlQbyNVMznI/X_7YIIRaTYI/AAAAAAAA4a8/3hAg5imjh_Qwlkhy0130htlu9amow_nSwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_110733.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zlQbyNVMznI/X_7YIIRaTYI/AAAAAAAA4a8/3hAg5imjh_Qwlkhy0130htlu9amow_nSwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_110733.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ora 11 Defrisari pe V Bradet<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Curind ies la marginea unei zone defrisate aflate linga Saua La Cordun(ora 11). De aici de la indicator este un traseu cu banda albastra ce coboara pe V Bradetului si Stefesti. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3DRfBGzR0l0/X_7JfPSZdHI/AAAAAAAA4aw/Lqh6MuMDdv4DOEtICCHxewoMC_qgpVnnQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_110204.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3DRfBGzR0l0/X_7JfPSZdHI/AAAAAAAA4aw/Lqh6MuMDdv4DOEtICCHxewoMC_qgpVnnQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_110204.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Saua La Cordun<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Descopar alt indicator, pitit in spatele unor pomi grosi de unde ar pleca, teoretic, marcaj punct albastru spre V Crasnei. Eu continui spre sud in urcus usor. Dupa niste doborituri reapar urme de jeep sau taff dar si celebrele urme de urs. Traseul duce intr-o poiana lunga in care este o pepiniera ingradita. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_a1WKzwi6c/X_7ZEjQqXuI/AAAAAAAA4bI/BS8FB70pMFoSzc383ZpEbW2w-dqYixXaACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_113625.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_a1WKzwi6c/X_7ZEjQqXuI/AAAAAAAA4bI/BS8FB70pMFoSzc383ZpEbW2w-dqYixXaACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_113625.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Catre finalul traversarii aud niste fosnete la intrarea in padure, exact intr-o zona cu jungla cu pomi desi si ienuperi inalti. Brr, dau un fluier scurt si apoi bat un bidon de plastic gasit linga gard. Ah, ce jungla urmeaza, sint intre ciocan si nicovala insa nu trebuie sa pierd timp. Hai Hikere in jungla. Urmeaza o traversare prin padure ce se termina intr-o alta poiana in care miroase a primavara. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uHjZ0rGHmUw/X_7ZwOnNHeI/AAAAAAAA4bQ/zDI39apzb6kQu7aOHsrN-OD3a-X_MIZ-QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_115157.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uHjZ0rGHmUw/X_7ZwOnNHeI/AAAAAAAA4bQ/zDI39apzb6kQu7aOHsrN-OD3a-X_MIZ-QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_115157.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">11:50</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Citeva floricele mici asteapta sa fie pozate. Acest virf ar putea fi urcat pina in virf asa cum am facut in ianuarie 2020 sau probabil ocoli pe stinga pe un drum ce duce la o stina. Acum prind un drumeag la dreapta care duce la niste urme vechi de tractor, niste santuri cu balti inghetate dar si urme de urs inghetate. Si deodata in departare 2 tapi ma vad si fug in padure. Apuc sa le fac o poza cu zoom. Wow, ce minunatie. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5f7aRCmlxrA/X_7b5aBhS-I/AAAAAAAA4bc/mPKcENHjhuAhOJsqDYq99A2EN1zp6gBoACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_121219.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5f7aRCmlxrA/X_7b5aBhS-I/AAAAAAAA4bc/mPKcENHjhuAhOJsqDYq99A2EN1zp6gBoACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_121219.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cervide</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Reintru in traseul facut ultima data exact linga un molid cu podoabe insa doborit de vint. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DtAojV1PSw4/X_7cMydd3_I/AAAAAAAA4bk/85N6mbEYOYEAzCAJXou4o4N2ut1Ho0xQQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_122516.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DtAojV1PSw4/X_7cMydd3_I/AAAAAAAA4bk/85N6mbEYOYEAzCAJXou4o4N2ut1Ho0xQQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_122516.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">12:25 molidul impodobit si rasturnat<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Sa fi falnic si sa te mindresti cu inaltimea si frumusetea ta. Ce pacat. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gngEjT9_oW0/X_7ddt2rCRI/AAAAAAAA4bw/FUxjF2NHOOwPn21WRJA8Gm8k9Ak975K9QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_123800.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gngEjT9_oW0/X_7ddt2rCRI/AAAAAAAA4bw/FUxjF2NHOOwPn21WRJA8Gm8k9Ak975K9QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_123800.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">12:35. Pauza. Energizare<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />De aici se merge pe un drum destul de lat si in scurt timp ajung pe vf Mare Bechet unde pe vremea Austro ungariei a fost un pichet pentru supravegherea zonei. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EZAcsR-dFgk/X_7fGXktTlI/AAAAAAAA4cI/6bw-rkvtu3g02MKWzDtwY3-J5bhRvGsEQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_134458.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EZAcsR-dFgk/X_7fGXktTlI/AAAAAAAA4cI/6bw-rkvtu3g02MKWzDtwY3-J5bhRvGsEQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_134458.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />De aici cobor pe Plaiul lui Serban, adica pe niste drumuri de culme, noroioase si cu urme de atv. De fapt 2 atvuri urca din greu. Probabil oamenii sint mirati sa vada un turist cu rachete.In zona este si un izvor insa prefer sa nu mai opresc la el.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IbNAHIfDSJ0/X_7enSbWOoI/AAAAAAAA4b8/L3JB3Mv6i4ofmSqtbNEe68p-hZmHzMNTQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_130341.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IbNAHIfDSJ0/X_7enSbWOoI/AAAAAAAA4b8/L3JB3Mv6i4ofmSqtbNEe68p-hZmHzMNTQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_130341.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Este o coborire lunga(45min conform indicator) si la un moment dat in valea Crasna(stinga) apare splendida manastire Crasna. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yluRxYYrU7Y/X_7e215N-iI/AAAAAAAA4cA/R1djFk1rliccbSSoIjZHnVm2YwHhlS-XQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_133347.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yluRxYYrU7Y/X_7e215N-iI/AAAAAAAA4cA/R1djFk1rliccbSSoIjZHnVm2YwHhlS-XQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_133347.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Eu aleg niste poteci care sa ma ocoleasca de satul Schiulesti. Aproape de Sat mai cercetez odata harta si consider ca traseul pina la halta Izvoarele ar fi mai scurt fata de halta Homoriciu. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLp2K07C-WE/X_7gEx5A1RI/AAAAAAAA4cY/caSDVOkH0u8iJSqz1qMHLpg1sowTZ-ffACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_135708.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLp2K07C-WE/X_7gEx5A1RI/AAAAAAAA4cY/caSDVOkH0u8iJSqz1qMHLpg1sowTZ-ffACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_135708.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dintr-o data schimb directia, intru in Schiulesti, salut oamenii cu La Multi Ani si cobor catre albia riului Crasna. Exista o poteca abrupta ce duce la o punte insa un localnic ma indruma pe un drum de masina, mai lung, dar care duce tot acolo. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LXSYtc9564Q/X_7h1WDgwdI/AAAAAAAA4co/hWtPbjXpMpQ_q8sVJ8FGwPsl2azzT0AugCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_145255.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LXSYtc9564Q/X_7h1WDgwdI/AAAAAAAA4co/hWtPbjXpMpQ_q8sVJ8FGwPsl2azzT0AugCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_145255.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Valea Crasna<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Reusesc sa spal de noroi bocancii si sa trec puntea peste vijeliosul riu Crasna apoi urmeaza o urcare catre niste livezi de nuc si mur. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l16_bR6v9Hc/X_7hng6_AgI/AAAAAAAA4ck/nzxGv3Rvv9sAmxsXTXBHVWvz7hA52MH4gCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_152219.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l16_bR6v9Hc/X_7hng6_AgI/AAAAAAAA4ck/nzxGv3Rvv9sAmxsXTXBHVWvz7hA52MH4gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_152219.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Sosesc pe drumul bolovanos Izvoarele-Crasna. De aici pina la gara mai sint aproape 3km. Oameni pe la porti, pe drum sau chiar unii muncind la un gater. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pLQqEB6muqA/X_7iaBK3rFI/AAAAAAAA4c0/hjfu2VuCpfUfSFrpxGdIzjIDYCtWQ7K3QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_153720.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pLQqEB6muqA/X_7iaBK3rFI/AAAAAAAA4c0/hjfu2VuCpfUfSFrpxGdIzjIDYCtWQ7K3QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_153720.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">casa futurista<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Cineva ma intreaba care-i situatia ursilor. Avem, avem! Si iata ca la ora 16, cu vreo 30min inainte de sosirea trenului privat, poposesc la halta Izvoarele. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zafX_oZVLP8/X_7jXPa2ypI/AAAAAAAA4dA/NSXFj7_p9vU_eqQbxh2d23ObLeWINPBNwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20210102_155852.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zafX_oZVLP8/X_7jXPa2ypI/AAAAAAAA4dA/NSXFj7_p9vU_eqQbxh2d23ObLeWINPBNwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20210102_155852.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />O zi calduta, perfecta de colindat dealurile din zona. Inse de miine vor incepe ploile.<p></p><p>A fost o calatorie de 88km, cu peisaje deosebite. Regret ca nu am gasit pe cineva interesat sa realizeze cu mine marele U. O calatorie cu echipament mai vintaje, bocancii de plastic, rucsacul, jacheta, sacul de vara, cu orez, malai si sarmale. Cu 7 lei sosesc acasa la Ploiesti unde orasul este luminat ca pentru sarbatori. Voi reveni in zona cu bicicleta sau odata cu brindusele. <br /></p><p>Album foto <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/dHjLj46oxCYHZFwEA" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/dHjLj46oxCYHZFwEA</a></p><p>Filmul aici <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTxFl6t5B6w" target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTxFl6t5B6w</a> <br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-24764347391189669882020-12-07T11:39:00.582+02:002020-12-25T11:14:33.114+02:00Pe Crestele Carpatilor- Partea 6(Ref Bratila-Dejani-Fagaras)<p><b>Simbata 5 decembrie 2020, Ziua 7</b></p><p>A fost o noapte galagioasa si cu emotii si bine am facut ca am legat usa intrucit vintul o salta aproape de o palma distanta fata de peretii refugiului. Cagula mi-a cazut pe ochi si am dormit mai mult crezind ca este inca intuneric. De asta data alarma a fost anulata pentru ca oricum nu ma asteptam la nimic bun. Azi am program de voie, dar ce as putea face pe astfel de vreme furtunoasa? Sa maninc si sa intru iar in sacul de dormit. Apa din ibric a facut pojghita de gheata, fiind cam -3*C. Afara? mda, este ceata, vint, deci nu este o zi de continuat. Doar sa-mi gasesc un loc ferit pentru pipi, caci treburile mari imi sint interzise...Aiurea de tot, sint blocat intr-un fel de carcera dar cel putin am semnal de telefon si pot oricind sa trimit un SMS sau chiar un apel. Pe la ora 11 indraznesc sa ma ridic din caldura sacului de dormit si sa aprind arzatorul meu pe benzina pentru a minca niste orez cald. Peste zi imi tot inchipui ca aud voci in jurul refugiului, voci ale unor turisti indrazneti.... In zilele noastre, orice e posibil, astfel ca nu e greu sa vezi oameni in "plimbare" pe o vreme nefavorabila. Asta ar fi culmea. Vizibilitatea este redusa, cred ca abia 20m dar uneori stilpul indicator nu se vede. Brrr. Incerc sa ma amuz, sa zimbesc singur atunci cind vintul sufla mai tare. Am avut senzatia ca va viscoli si in adapost, motivul fiind zapada deja existenta.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WybVkuVAz4E/X-HbtABD-VI/AAAAAAAA3_8/FoyoVJXJ2_wDgX88q5dtooIPiaiXJkoSACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201204_164351.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WybVkuVAz4E/X-HbtABD-VI/AAAAAAAA3_8/FoyoVJXJ2_wDgX88q5dtooIPiaiXJkoSACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201204_164351.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Primesc mesaj despre evolutia vremii. Nimic bun, se pare ca vremea urita se mentina pina pe marti-miercuri. Infiorator. Am mincare suficienta insa nu acesta este planul, de a ma autoizola.</p><p>Odata cu lasarea intunericului repornesc aragazul. Ufff, oare cit va mai dura? Ma visez plecat din acest iglu iar varianta coboririi spre Plaiul Foii este una rezonabila, chiar fericita. Am incercat sa nu dorm deloc peste zi fiindca in noaptea lunga de decembrie nu as vrea sa ma uit in tavan cu picura condensul.<br /></p><p><b>Duminica 6 decembrie 2020, Ziua 8</b>-</p><p>Ma trezesc fara graba si fara nicio speranta. Se aude vintul cum hirjie adapostul. Parca eu si refugiul sintem vinovati si in calea vintului. Nu a venit nimeni peste noaptea. Aseara nu am reusit sa trimit la timp un sms si am crezut ca Salvamontul a fost deja alertat si parca ma steptam sa fiu strigat: "Dan, Dane, esti teafar?". Eh aiurea, nici nu-mi doresc sa afla ca eu sint aici. In Turcia in Muntii Kackar prin decembrie 2013 o masina a salvamontului a urcat dupa mine fiindca au vazut urmele mele si se anuntau zapezi insemnate. Mi-au recomandat sa cobor.</p><p>Buuu, azi, printre paminteni sint alegerile parlamentare. La mine aici sus nu cred ca va veni cineva cu urna mobila Si deodata imi aduc aminte ca am niste casti pentru telefon. Oleee, voi asculta stirile despre procesul electoral ! Pe linga campaniile pentru protectia anti covid, masca, distantare(<b>Ex: Poarta masca ca niste eroi, votam in siguranta, democratia tine de noi, pastreaza distanta</b>) in ultimele luni, niste personaje au tot aparut spunind ca scot ei Romania din CRIZA. Ha, ha, da Doamne o prezenta redusa, poate vede careva ca electorii nu mai sint interesati.Brusc in castile telefonului comutat pe radio imi apar nenumarate colinde. "Astia nu-s normali", imi zic. Apoi m-am gindit ce data este in calendar...ptiu, lumea umbla cu colindul "Steaua sus rasare, ca o taina mare".<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tz3nju97WW0/X-HssYYPbfI/AAAAAAAA4AI/8ZkOEkpSDOQ-Xf0zkpZ4wNSYjsbCVZm4wCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201205_103740.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tz3nju97WW0/X-HssYYPbfI/AAAAAAAA4AI/8ZkOEkpSDOQ-Xf0zkpZ4wNSYjsbCVZm4wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201205_103740.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><br />Aveam de ceva timp(vreo 2 ani) la pietul jachetei un baton Fagaras. Si seara n-am mai rezistat si l-am devorat. Poate nu era timpul de asa ceva si ar fi putut avea urmari grave asupra sistemului meu digestiv. Si cum sint alergic la unele dulciuri, imediat ma manifest printr-un stranut. Doar atit! Un singur stranut in aceasta excursie. Mai tirziu la radio ascult "Unda vesela" plina de umor vechi, uneori sec dar de calitate. Intre timp aflu lucruri noi de care nu stiam despre Barajul Vidraru: 2km lungime conductele in linie dreapta pina la turbina care se afla la cca 150m in adincime linga Cetatea Poenari. Sau ca prin anii 1970 din cauza unor surpari ale unui munte de linga baraj, s-a golit apa lacului in 8 luni. Deci cam atit dureaza golirea iar umplerea in functie de precipitatii. Nu tot barajul este plin cu beton.</p><p>Din ora in ora aflu de la radio stiri despre alegeri. Ziua trece iar atunci cind se apropie de final, la 20:45 incep analizele. Numai prostii, la ce sa te astepti? Pe de alta parte aflu ca in statiuni este aglomeratie dar si vreme cu soare. Ah, parca numai la mine este furtuna, eu un pacatos dar iertat. Mi-as fi dorit citeva ore de calm pe afara si sa ma pot misca pina la Refugiul Comisu sau macar in jurul refugiului Bratila fiindca ma doare spatele de la atita stat pe orizontala. Vintul se mai domoleste catre seara iar eu deja am un plan pentru luni dimineata. Gata, sint hotarit sa misc tabara! Voi minca ceva repede dimineata si voi porni indiferent de vreme.</p><p></p><p>Gata, hai la somn, miine va fi o zi grea si lunga. <br /></p><p><b>Luni 7 decembrie 2020, Ziua 9</b><br /></p><p>Lungime 33km, Start 2100m, finish 417m</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HZpwXKG_ECk/X-H0sTtnIaI/AAAAAAAA4AU/Bz2zT5dYsLwq_GZpIMGhXIBoTU8TcPqsgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201206_113538.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HZpwXKG_ECk/X-H0sTtnIaI/AAAAAAAA4AU/Bz2zT5dYsLwq_GZpIMGhXIBoTU8TcPqsgCPcBGAsYHg/s320/20201206_113538.jpg" /></a></div><br />Dimineata, dupa o masa rapida, string repede echipamentul, cu bucurie dar si emotie ca voi merge pe un traseu necunoscut mie.<p></p><p> Cum, cum ? Unde plec? La vale spre nord, pe Valea Dejanilor. Harta offline a gpsului imi arata o poteca ce ar cobori catre Satul Dejani si Recea insa doar pe primii centimetri, restul hartii nu se incarca. </p><p>Hai ca am avut explorari si mai grele. Bagajul s-a mai usurat, iar azi am servit al 2-lea ou fiert care a rezistat super bine in caserola. </p><p>Multumesc in gind celor care au facut acest adapost(minunat pe astfel de vreme), imi pun ochelarii de schi, cagula, gluga si ma lupt sa ies afara cu rucsacul in plin vint si ceata. </p><p>Parasesc cu regret ca nu pot inchide bine usa hublou a refugiului dar trebuie sa cobor fiindca de marti se anunta vint mai puternic si ceva zapada. </p><p>Ah, ce vreme urita, abia se vede la 20-30m. N a nins, dar s-a mai albit si daca s-ar lumina, ar fi niste conditii ideale de plimbare. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLZ-_xNpmrA/X-H3JA5SgsI/AAAAAAAA4Ag/5qrQLcsOv3sSrufpNOsUuTJDNuAB4xuNQCPcBGAsYHg/s2576/20201207_084337.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLZ-_xNpmrA/X-H3JA5SgsI/AAAAAAAA4Ag/5qrQLcsOv3sSrufpNOsUuTJDNuAB4xuNQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/20201207_084337.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Coborind pe Valea Dejanilor<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ora 8:30 plecarea 😁 Merg spre Nord, dau de citeva locuri de cort, amenajate cu ziduri din bolovani si apoi gasesc un scoc inzapezit pe care incep sa cobor. Acum ma felicit ca nimeni nu m-a auzit strigind cind vindeam coltarii. Imi sint indispensabili pe zapada tasata, inghetata si pe o panta mare. Iata filmul <a href="https://youtu.be/F6SwUd3hR9s" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/F6SwUd3hR9s</a> <p></p><p>Pe alocuri s-au format placi de vint insa nu pun pericol, multe stinci fiind inca neacoperite. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxF8Kfpd6uY/X-H4UF3fHgI/AAAAAAAA4As/kBi94NlyQTMpEZ_WPrsJOCbJ2ll8qYXxgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_091531.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxF8Kfpd6uY/X-H4UF3fHgI/AAAAAAAA4As/kBi94NlyQTMpEZ_WPrsJOCbJ2ll8qYXxgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_091531.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Wow, ramin cu gura cascata cind constat ca poteca de pe gps este marcata in teren cu marcajul triunghi rosu care vine tocmai din Iezer. Asa ca acum nu-mi amine decit sa urmez semnele de pe bolovani iar mai jos cei citiva stilpi. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30AnLnvV2OU/X-H4jd5amqI/AAAAAAAA4Aw/v0-rbM3bOK4iFPnWQsV91sWDou93c6vAACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_085922.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30AnLnvV2OU/X-H4jd5amqI/AAAAAAAA4Aw/v0-rbM3bOK4iFPnWQsV91sWDou93c6vAACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_085922.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">coborind pe Valea Dejanilor<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Dupa 10min de la plecare, nu mai simt vintul si poposesc intr-o caldare superioara alaturi de urme de urs. Deja la altitudinea asta nu mai este ceata iar zapada tot mai putina, insa e prezenta gheata. In acest interval de vreme urita nu a cazut zapada mai deloc. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h5gZyqEMVF4/X-Ian_3qq1I/AAAAAAAA4BA/I4QTXHo8ACElSu-fRFDpglsjKjiF_BK3wCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_092010.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h5gZyqEMVF4/X-Ian_3qq1I/AAAAAAAA4BA/I4QTXHo8ACElSu-fRFDpglsjKjiF_BK3wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_092010.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">gheata sticla<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Creste de peste 1800m nu au zapada si acum se vede cerul senin. Pentru citeva momente se zareste chiar Tara Fagarasului unde este senin insa la mine sint scuturati citiva fulgi. Parte din piriul Dejanilor este inghetat ceea ce ma invita sa calc pe treptele cu gheata. Coltarii Austria Alpin isi fac treaba, de altfel i-am folost in februarie la o mca cascada de gheata in zona Posada. Au virfurile inca bine ascutite iar dupa fiecare folosire ii las citeva zile pe calorifer. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7Uz63WRR8A/X-IbdyD-pLI/AAAAAAAA4BM/BwuRftFSAYQRRaZ_HCGbSHTFawhUEzV1ACPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2938.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7Uz63WRR8A/X-IbdyD-pLI/AAAAAAAA4BM/BwuRftFSAYQRRaZ_HCGbSHTFawhUEzV1ACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2938.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />In fundul vaii este un canton silvic nou insa pe aici nu se vede nicio stina. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXXh3-tN2Vg/X-IcGHb162I/AAAAAAAA4BU/fQyGKr47KbA5ss0bM5_Hq0pdWmS-adD0gCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_085929.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXXh3-tN2Vg/X-IcGHb162I/AAAAAAAA4BU/fQyGKr47KbA5ss0bM5_Hq0pdWmS-adD0gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_085929.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Traseul este usor de urmat insa fara coltari chiar ar fi imposibil, poate doar trecerea in ciorapi peste portiunile de gheata. Inca fulguieste si se mai resimt uneori adierile vintului aici pe versantul protejat. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq0mNorLQ0Y/X-IcyYad2YI/AAAAAAAA4Bc/6PdEd25fQgkb3DJLZ0UbRJ9YEQy0LOxbQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_095024.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq0mNorLQ0Y/X-IcyYad2YI/AAAAAAAA4Bc/6PdEd25fQgkb3DJLZ0UbRJ9YEQy0LOxbQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_095024.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cantonul Dejanilor 1387m, ora 10<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Mersul pe poteca bolovanoasa si partial cu gheata este enervant atunci cind ai coltarii insa fara ei chiar as avea sanse sa zbor. Uite putin mai jos o poienita, un drum de tractor si un observator amplasat linga un loc de hranit caprioarele. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-86BkkkYjLbQ/X-IdgBY6NbI/AAAAAAAA4Bk/Fv2BLesjsP44CWq5knEdg99uB0zS87_LACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_094331.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-86BkkkYjLbQ/X-IdgBY6NbI/AAAAAAAA4Bk/Fv2BLesjsP44CWq5knEdg99uB0zS87_LACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_094331.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1431m, poiana cu observator, 9:40<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Din poiana se traverseaza piriul spre dreapta si urmind drumul poposesc imediat la foisorul construit pentru cei care vor sa faca un gratar dupa o partida de vinatoare. Aici imi dezleg coltarii si sper sa nu gasesc gheata pe drum pe care sa nu o pot ocoli mai omeneste. Indicatorul de aici arata vreo 4 ore de mers pina in Satul Dejani. Auuu, asa mult? Apoi pina la tren cit ar mai fi? Uimitor. Drumul auto este in conditii bune si cu bariere deschise. Intilnesc gheata insa cu atentie pe marginea drumului am traversat lejer. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YLuilMquEPI/X-IfwQjXEpI/AAAAAAAA4Bw/hoztrQYA3gghxlfWDMQ2646nC8eD99CdwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_094638.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YLuilMquEPI/X-IfwQjXEpI/AAAAAAAA4Bw/hoztrQYA3gghxlfWDMQ2646nC8eD99CdwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_094638.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ah, de ce am coborit?<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Mai jos este o alta poiana. O intrebare ma macina atunci cind revad zona inalta: de ce s-a inseninat acum cind eu am coborit? Nu, este doar o fereastra a vremii, iar muntele m-a salutat. Ma despart de el cu bucurie si cu promisiunea ca voi reveni. Stiu ca se va inrautati iar vremea. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S46-QiZ90Wc/X-Ig5_pJQ5I/AAAAAAAA4B8/plxkMtG5QisDtAFf4Mut8Fj1KKX0Sf-GACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_105330.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S46-QiZ90Wc/X-Ig5_pJQ5I/AAAAAAAA4B8/plxkMtG5QisDtAFf4Mut8Fj1KKX0Sf-GACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_105330.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">baraj 1048m, ora 10:50, lucrari ilegale de MHC in 2012<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Pe marginea drumului sint stilpi de beton care au servit transportului de energie electrica care cindva alimenta cantonul. Profit de o portiune a drumului cu soare si ma opresc sa servesc un sandvis si sa ma spal putin la riul Dejani. Ah, ce frumos si placut este la soare....In continuare pe drum, dau din bascheti, mestecind cite o bomboana cu eucalipt. Pe stinga este un drum de jeep care imi face impresia ca trece peste Piciorul Hermeneasa spre Valea Pojorta, dar poate ma insel. Mai jos sint citeva zone plane si inverzite, accesibile usor pentru picnic. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNt3Hq9bu_E/X-Iq8F24yaI/AAAAAAAA4CM/5aZRM-B_CIoL9ypKnT6pjbAYPuvOn0jSwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_114421.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNt3Hq9bu_E/X-Iq8F24yaI/AAAAAAAA4CM/5aZRM-B_CIoL9ypKnT6pjbAYPuvOn0jSwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_114421.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Mici cascade vin de pe versanti iar gheata si zapada de pe drum imi reamintesc ca este inceputul iernii. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-98F8kxFHjs8/X-IrK7LMNBI/AAAAAAAA4CU/RZs78R_IPWcwCdCRvxkn4Bk_JVXfoqD1gCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_121319.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-98F8kxFHjs8/X-IrK7LMNBI/AAAAAAAA4CU/RZs78R_IPWcwCdCRvxkn4Bk_JVXfoqD1gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_121319.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">prea tirziu aflu ca drumul meu a trecut prin zona ursilor<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ajung in apropierea unor cladiri si casa padurarului pe un drum plin de noroi insa dupa scurt timp, La 713m, ora 12:30 sosesc la un indicator catre Manastirea Dejani si inca 4km pe asfalt pina in Satul Dejani. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihFk5mzmpzo/X-IrVkeJMnI/AAAAAAAA4CY/OsUfBjdbCTIJ1zeHcxHXyTPwfSTEihU6QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_122523.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihFk5mzmpzo/X-IrVkeJMnI/AAAAAAAA4CY/OsUfBjdbCTIJ1zeHcxHXyTPwfSTEihU6QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_122523.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Au aparut vilute si case de vacanta. De fapt zona se numeste "Satul de vacanta". Citeva macese prinse in timp ce merg imi ofera energie sa continui. Sincer nu ma asteptam ca drumul sa fie asa de lung. Ma gindeam ca voi intra mai repede in sat. Uite pe dreapta este Pastravaria Dejani.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7mvMa6LZv8/X-IrrFRjxyI/AAAAAAAA4Cg/SxvuwYkluW8BceN32IURKxMQ-X7sCwUAACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_130452.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7mvMa6LZv8/X-IrrFRjxyI/AAAAAAAA4Cg/SxvuwYkluW8BceN32IURKxMQ-X7sCwUAACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_130452.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><br />Visez la un microbuz, o masina care sa ma ia de pe drumul asta, acum cind rucsacul imi pare tot mai greu. Hai spre centrul satului Dane...Citeva masini ma depasesc insa nu doresc sa ajute un turist. Nu ma astept la ceva bun. Iata ca pe la ora 13 sosesc in centrul satului Dejani unde o femeie cu copii care locuiesc intr-o casa amarita imi spune ca ar fi un microbuz pe la 14:30 si sa ramin in fata magazinului. Socotesc ca este timp pierdut si ar fi doar o minune ca acest sat sa fie conectat cu restul lumii prin curse regulate. Continui inca 5km pina in Comuna Recea unde o masina de la pompierii-smurd transmite mesajul despre protejarea anticovid si purtarea corecta a mastii. Consum inutil....abia cind masina trece spre cimp, soferul opreste megafonul, probabil durindu-l capul. Un batrinel din sat imi spune ca de cind a fost impuscat Ceausescu nu mai sint curse regulate, asa ca pina in Orasul Fagaras mai sint inca 15km, tranzitind satele Sasciori si Hu(a)rez....si deodata in plin cimp o masina a politiei urla la mine....Baaai, am probleme cu inima. Am 3 motive sa cred ca m-au semnalizat acustic:1- pt ca eram pe sensul lor de mers(dar asa se merge!), 2- ca nu purtam fata acoperita, 3- au vrut sa ma salute</p><p>In mijlocul cimpului un tractor isi face treaba arind terenul. Dinspre orasul Fagaras vine un autobuz cu directia satului Lisa, deci totusi exista mijloc de transport. Inca este perfect de a lucra ogorul. Hai, ca mai am o ora de lumina. Fagarasii ramin departe, destul de inseninati. Pentru protejarea bocancilor incerc sa merg cit mai pe macadam. Trenul de ora 16:50 catre Brasov il voi pierde. Imi ramine pe la ora 18:30 un tren ce vine de la Timisoara-Sibiu. Odata cu lasarea intunericului ajung la periferia orasului Fagaras. Hai, inca putin de dat din bascheti. Se lasa racoarea si eu mai am citeva minute de tras din greu. Si pe ultimele sute de metri ma intovarasesc cu o femeie care mergea la gara si avea vreo 3 bagaje, asa ca o ajut cum pot.</p><p>La ora 17:30 dupa 33km din Curmatura Bratila, arunc rucsacul pe o banca a Garii Fagaras. Gata, iau un bilet pina in Brasov care ma costa 22 Lei, destul de scump dar este alternativa de a ajunge acasa in Ploiesti in aceasta seara. Bine ca mai am citiva lei la mine, altfel dormeam intre liniile de tren in sacul de dormit pina la primul tren regio din afara orelor in care circula Virusul Sars covid 19(orele 23-5). reusesc sa ma schimb de bluza, de ciorapi si sa maninc ceva stiind ca pe acest tren nu este loc sa te aranjezi. </p><p>Oleee, trenul nu are deloc intirziere deci pot sa prind ultimul tren regio pina la Ploiesti, un tren in care pot pastra #distantasociala , minca linistit si respira mai normal fara a tine continuu fularul la nas.</p><p>Pe tren ma imprietenesc cu un tinar alergator, pasionat mult de munte, Alexandro Stroia. Ulterior aflu ca pe 1 Dec a alergat 102km in jurul Cetatii Fagaras. Ridic palaria in fata lui! In vara trecuta a reusit lejer sa alerge intre Turnu Rosu si Simbata intr-o zi lumina. Ah, vreau si eu!</p><p>Iata intregul album foto <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/1Ut5htdkCfb544Xz8" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/1Ut5htdkCfb544Xz8</a></p><p>Povestea va continua, cindva cu o noua incercare...va salut si sa fim in forma! </p><p><b>PS: odata cu trecerea Carpatilor cu trenul peste Pasul Predeal, vremea se schimba! Ninge! Dimineata urmatoare, acasa la Ploiesti, totul a fost alb iar pe MUNTII cei mari(spionati de pe webcamuri) au urmat aproape 5 zile de vreme urita. Wow, am coborit la fix, desi mai aveam mincare pentru citeva zile, poate chiar 5 cu portii mai reduse.</b><br /></p><p></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com4Dejani, Romania45.6898965 24.923594417.379662663821158 -10.232655600000001 74.000130336178842 60.0798444tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-50534026463655418622020-12-04T22:46:00.016+02:002020-12-20T11:37:20.001+02:00Pe Crestele Carpatilor-Partea 5(Ref Iezer-Ref Bratila)<p><b> Vineri 4 decembrie 2020, ziua 6</b><br /></p><p>Lungime 18,5km(din total 143km), diferenta de nivel pozitiva 1011m</p><p>O noapte la caldurica, adica la circa 4 grade iar afara -3. Dar m-am trezit destul de buimac, lovit de un vis ciudat. Se facea ca trebuia sa intru undeva, magazin sau gara(nu mai stiu) iar oamenii vroiau sa-mi masoare temperatura insa eu fugeam si tineam mina la spate. M-am revoltat vociferind pe acolo. Ptiu, ce prostie...eu care fug de astfel de locuri, am ajuns sa visez termoscanare. Pe de alta parte sint curios cum a evoluat vremea insa aici in caldarea Iezerului este mai protejata, si cu siguranta va fi ceva diferenta fata de crestele golase. As sta pe aici o zi daca vremea ar fi nefavorabila insa frontul atmosferic va lovi zona timp de citeva zile. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yrGICxrhPK8/X93_KFgcw-I/AAAAAAAA37g/7_pxfMEc5xwbxXpVX8la3UlzVVGIQEjIACPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2909.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yrGICxrhPK8/X93_KFgcw-I/AAAAAAAA37g/7_pxfMEc5xwbxXpVX8la3UlzVVGIQEjIACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2909.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">rasarit la Crucea Ateneului, 4-12-2020<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Hai nu mai pierde timpul, prepara repede ceaiul pentru drum si budinca. Daca va fi nevoie pe drumul lung voi mai servi sandvisuri. De cum ies afara, o pala de vint rece ma bate peste fata. Brrr, cum va fi mai sus? N-am ce pierde, hai la drum(7:15). Pina la urma optez sa urc dupa marcaj pina aproape de Crucea Ateneului Voinesti si spre surprinderea mea chiar multumesc pentru alegere, nefiind greu de urcat. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYHlxVVMM_Y/X94A8MI6vII/AAAAAAAA37s/bxSCG1BOpL8PprIipnUMOf-aZdIRJDzNgCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2912.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYHlxVVMM_Y/X94A8MI6vII/AAAAAAAA37s/bxSCG1BOpL8PprIipnUMOf-aZdIRJDzNgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2912.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spre Papau<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Zapada si urme inghetate, citeva serpentine, destul de bine marcat si fara probleme. Ochelarii de schi stau pe frunte pregatiti sa infrunte vijelia. Sus prind un rasarit de soare tare dragut. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FnnRuSGFIWg/X94BTwGovnI/AAAAAAAA370/rRkV-OXlQJwGxqgBJ7Xpvel5XQnld9GswCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2911.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FnnRuSGFIWg/X94BTwGovnI/AAAAAAAA370/rRkV-OXlQJwGxqgBJ7Xpvel5XQnld9GswCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2911.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">spre vf Iezer<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Vreo 10km mai spre Nord, se zaresc bine Muntii Fagaras, tinta mea de azi. Visez sa ajung pina in Refugiul Zirna stiind ca nu voi intimpina zapada serioasa. Urmez citeva zeci de metri un drum de jeepuri apoi marcajul catre vf Iezer. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AnjmF4YsATo/X94B76I6vgI/AAAAAAAA38E/zmWYDOrJ1VUtJb02HEmZwy2J4gX060RYQCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2913.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AnjmF4YsATo/X94B76I6vgI/AAAAAAAA38E/zmWYDOrJ1VUtJb02HEmZwy2J4gX060RYQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2913.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Vintul incepe sa imi transmita ca sint pe teritoriul lui. Inca merg bine fara sa fiu dezechilibrat. Ma opresc sa recuperez bidonul mic de benzina care poate imi va fi de folos. Inainte si putin mai sus se afla Virful Iezer, cred ca cea mai cunoscuta tinta a drumetilor, insa nu est epe lista mea de azi. Continui in coborire usoara si apoi urcare pe Virful Rosu, 2469m, acoperisul acestor munti.(cca 1h30 de la refugiu)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NmWk0TYs4aU/X94EdH5H2mI/AAAAAAAA38Q/L2xNSLOxA6cf_EqG8Rt763rquPzxEpRsACPcBGAsYHg/s4112/20201204_101449.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="4112" height="61" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NmWk0TYs4aU/X94EdH5H2mI/AAAAAAAA38Q/L2xNSLOxA6cf_EqG8Rt763rquPzxEpRsACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h61/20201204_101449.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Panorama de pe vf Rosu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Gata, merg impleticit datorita vintului. Salut virful Moldoveanu si creasta Fagarasilor. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YV-V-amhwMQ/X94BqLgynxI/AAAAAAAA378/34i6RW8o-XUEE__JeVNGUIy-Tt11SyfzQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201204_094139.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YV-V-amhwMQ/X94BqLgynxI/AAAAAAAA378/34i6RW8o-XUEE__JeVNGUIy-Tt11SyfzQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201204_094139.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Zona sudica a Subcarpatilor este acoperita de neguri iar vintul predominant vine din S-SV. Nu am timp sa mai admir si incep coborirea pe un teren dificil, lespezi mari in echilibru precar printre care zapada afinata prezinta multe capcane.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKJJTkVPZM4/X94E1jANwxI/AAAAAAAA38Y/WN_u4scVo1IzjlwEmNPWtDKi_cJkXBh5ACPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2914.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKJJTkVPZM4/X94E1jANwxI/AAAAAAAA38Y/WN_u4scVo1IzjlwEmNPWtDKi_cJkXBh5ACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2914.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">defrisari in Groapele<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Ma afund din greu si neavind parazapezi, zapada imi cam intra in bocanci. Ah, ce greseala am facut...iar acum nu este loc de stat. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0Ixl2FLGrQ/X948rPRTB3I/AAAAAAAA38k/WaPsZhKBxgM7QUwP-8lZupbuFrnnKfkBQCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2920.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0Ixl2FLGrQ/X948rPRTB3I/AAAAAAAA38k/WaPsZhKBxgM7QUwP-8lZupbuFrnnKfkBQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2920.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cad pe lespezi sub puterea vintului de sub vf Rosu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Vintul biciuie si dezechilibreaza. Prima parte a traseului nu are poteca, ci doar niste marcaje, capcane si o coborire abrupta. Caldarea Groapele din stinga este destul de adinca iar pe partea opusa tot muntele este curat de paduri. In partea dreapta este marea caldare a Boarcasului, o posibila retragere.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VTVK7qVeurw/X95BHhTvDhI/AAAAAAAA38w/rCbCKvHy5KUwszP7cswKAheJYUH8N0_9wCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201204_100003.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VTVK7qVeurw/X95BHhTvDhI/AAAAAAAA38w/rCbCKvHy5KUwszP7cswKAheJYUH8N0_9wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201204_100003.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Efectul Gloria<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Deodata, ceata vine peste mine iar in citeva minute pierd marcajul. Ma trezesc usor distantat de traseu, spre Groapele, dar noroc cu semnalul satelitului.Putin mai jos nu as fi putut sa corectez prea usor greseala. Fac o traversare dreapta si regasesc marcajul. Incerc sa fiu mai atent si sa nu cad printre aceste lespezi in echilibru. Wow, deodata efectul Gloria / Spectrul Broken este in fata mea. Visez ca voi merge tot traseul cu haloul meu. Timp de citeva minute merg spre nord cu proiectia mea intr-un curcubeu. rafalele incetinesc pe masura ce pierd din inaltime si ma distantez de vf Rosu. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1uuhSO3pyg/X95BzOTUGuI/AAAAAAAA384/fZ8_46s-pCk2_1Cekeb94bLIHu5BwQuiQCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2921.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1uuhSO3pyg/X95BzOTUGuI/AAAAAAAA384/fZ8_46s-pCk2_1Cekeb94bLIHu5BwQuiQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2921.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Coltii Cremenei<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Marcajele si poteca devin tot mai vizibile, stilpii noi de marcaj sint mai desi decit in 2009. Incep a merge pe zapada printre tufe de ienupar, merisor si afin. Nebunia norilor si a vintului a ramas sus pe creasta Rosu-Batrina-Papusa. Muntele fierbe... Acu rasuflu usurat incepind sa-mi placa mult traseul. Iata undeva o stina prin jnepenii Boarcasului. Uite si Coltii Cremenii care salta pina in fundul Vailor Zirna si Riul Doamnei. Cite trasee de explorat pe aici ! Pfai, nu m-am nascut cioban sa stau toata vara pe aici....asa ca trebuie sa profit azi si sa dau din baschetii mei grei. Creasta se arcuieste la stinga, spre vest, pina la o padure de jnepeni inalti, uneori cu ramuri taiate in dreptul potecii. De retinut ca la inceputul verii 2020 AMC Asociatia Montana CARPATI au remarcat acest traseu. Felicitari. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aSqv5CBclqQ/X95Dj-EbV9I/AAAAAAAA39E/8ObSYL3vZJwia2lm8F-XWA6TgLctbeNBgCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2925.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aSqv5CBclqQ/X95Dj-EbV9I/AAAAAAAA39E/8ObSYL3vZJwia2lm8F-XWA6TgLctbeNBgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2925.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Culmea Oticu-mezea<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />De ceva timp urmez o poteca de animale si apreciez intelepciunea patrupedelor de a urma un traseu marcat. Pe vremuri credeam ca daca voi urma urmele de animale, voi ajunge la vizuina lor. Inspre vest, peste imensa vale ce se deschide se zareste un drum pe
versant, initial crezind ca ar fi drumul peste
Malita-Preotesele-Scarisoara insa cercetind ulterior harta, am dedus ca
este doar un drum pe Muntele Capatina de pe interfluviul Zirna-Riul
Doamnei(Valea Rea).<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KWPDbaEitYE/X95D7ErsClI/AAAAAAAA39M/HU9zCKNvEuUAwQAecetajbyblfXGYszjwCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2926.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KWPDbaEitYE/X95D7ErsClI/AAAAAAAA39M/HU9zCKNvEuUAwQAecetajbyblfXGYszjwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2926.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Drumul peste Mt Capatina<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ei iata ca acum ele pot fi un ghid de urmat. Am coborit suficient si in scurt timp sosesc la Izvorul Oticului sau al Dimbovitei(ora 10:40). <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oSak3YAiylU/X95EkqnudeI/AAAAAAAA39Y/tsvQ33iDC4cEAN_eTFR6RMDpMBqBenwqQCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2923.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oSak3YAiylU/X95EkqnudeI/AAAAAAAA39Y/tsvQ33iDC4cEAN_eTFR6RMDpMBqBenwqQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2923.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Socotesc ca am facut un timp bun, dat fiind ca indicatorul de pe vf Rosu arata 1h30 pina aici. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PRz228pCjRE/X95FBSvjsJI/AAAAAAAA39g/NCpqexwGnGQ2kikWI3VjLTV8-cUX6M0egCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201204_104338.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PRz228pCjRE/X95FBSvjsJI/AAAAAAAA39g/NCpqexwGnGQ2kikWI3VjLTV8-cUX6M0egCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201204_104338.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Izvorul Oticu/Dimbovitei<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Imi beau ceaiul racit si servesc un sandvisch. Totodata este un prilej de a opri citeva secunde apa Dimbovitei si sper ca bucurestenii sa ma ierte pentru actiunea mea mai nesabuita, dar profit ca Ceausescu nu a facut Canalul Dunare-Bucuresti. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Je6GZDFTu-8/X95FfCHJW4I/AAAAAAAA39s/f0wV21Sbruk6N6j3uqgpP5s4sPH7pmDXACPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2928.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Je6GZDFTu-8/X95FfCHJW4I/AAAAAAAA39s/f0wV21Sbruk6N6j3uqgpP5s4sPH7pmDXACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2928.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">inapoi catre Rosu-Batrina razboiul norilor<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Iarna pe zapada mare pe aici ar fi pericol de avalansa insa doritorii pot merge pe culmea matematica. <br /><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1AQZSX1Xlos/X95GYClVb_I/AAAAAAAA394/kYKQNghrczABrvPGUfoVViRkw7Bhig81ACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201204_104500.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1AQZSX1Xlos/X95GYClVb_I/AAAAAAAA394/kYKQNghrczABrvPGUfoVViRkw7Bhig81ACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201204_104500.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dupa 15min de pauza si remontare, repornesc pe traseu. Multe portiuni sint in conditii de vara insa prin altele parti zapada s-a adapostit chiar in poteca. Urmeaza o ascensiune domoala, pe o usoara curba de nivel dupa cum se vede in poza. Merisoare si afine uitate de animale, devin tentatia mea. Urc usor spre zona virfului Mezea pe fata estica iar dintr-o sa incepe un bot mai serios si mai slab marcat. Traseul este totusi in serpentine si un ochi ager gaseste patul potecii. In apropierea virfului de peste 2100m incepe iar o coborire pina in Saua Mezea de pe la 1870m localizata cam la limita padurii. De fapt sint scurte portiuni care se parcurg in padure pe versantul vestic. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xHDA9dsD0c/X95HYHoFiAI/AAAAAAAA3-I/a5-8lRDHyMAYBc3XWVAiiz9uPZyN5d2mACPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2930.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xHDA9dsD0c/X95HYHoFiAI/AAAAAAAA3-I/a5-8lRDHyMAYBc3XWVAiiz9uPZyN5d2mACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2930.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Mersul pe transeul potecii, canalul si pernele de iarba, este obositor pentru glezne. Incerc sa trag de mine, de picioare in general stiind ca furtuna este cam aproape de nasul meu. O stina cu acoperis verde se afla pe un picior de munte bine inierbat ce conduce in Valea Bratila. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFWIBoGpV0Q/X95G7JDrrrI/AAAAAAAA3-A/PTwS_IIQd6YbGvURFgy12Kr95cIafgJOwCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2934.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFWIBoGpV0Q/X95G7JDrrrI/AAAAAAAA3-A/PTwS_IIQd6YbGvURFgy12Kr95cIafgJOwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2934.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stina de pe piciorul Mezea<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Alta stina se afla pe piciorul estic al Virfului Mezea, la limita padurii, punct din care teoretic exista un drum de caruta spre Valea Dimbovitei. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W70_-v_UeIE/X95H4C1N1NI/AAAAAAAA3-U/hqvl3-VH_gAUC3beQwE6OZWjTTIIedukQCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2931.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W70_-v_UeIE/X95H4C1N1NI/AAAAAAAA3-U/hqvl3-VH_gAUC3beQwE6OZWjTTIIedukQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2931.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ultima poza cu vf Rosu-Batrina in soare<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Treptat, odata cu inaltimea cistigata, culmea se lateste. Poteca este neclara insa ochiul meu alege liniile de zapada paralele cu culmea, S spre N mentinindu-ma pe linga marcajul rar aplicat prin pasune. Deseori ceata ma invaluie tot mai des, semna ca ma apropii de Muntii Fagaras. Traversez zone cu jnepeni mari, iar crengile care ma incurca le rup spre a ajuta si pe ceilalti turisti. Citeva urme de urs ma tin treaz, in stand-by aici departe de semnalul telefonic si de orice ajutor. Mi se intimpla sa fredonez : "Este soare azi in viata mea" sau "Plutim prin furtuna ce va veni" sau fluier usor. Pina mai devreme am vazut creasta principala a muntilor Iezer acoperita in neguri. Azi este vint, si ceata deloc recomandabil pentru zona aceea. Spre uimirea mea defrisarile au urcat chiar pe versantul nordic Batrina-Fracea-Papusa. Un om normal ar spune ca este inaborbabil realizarea unui drum pe o asemenea panta dar pentru materialul lemnos nu este limita.<br /><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSLUBobdQ9E/X95IPdceRtI/AAAAAAAA3-c/o28TnLQVwHw6wPGWJBcpcJ1c0eFmQtDigCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2935.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSLUBobdQ9E/X95IPdceRtI/AAAAAAAA3-c/o28TnLQVwHw6wPGWJBcpcJ1c0eFmQtDigCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2935.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Undeva in zona cu jnepeni ma opresc sa gust ceva dulce, profitind ca acest loc este protejat de vint. Calculatorul meu (capul) inca mai proceseaza traseul spre Berevoiescu-Comisu si incheierea buclei prin Zarnesti dupa inca 1 zi. In calcul, varianta Zirna-Vistea aparuse cu "-" minus, stiind ca vintul ar bate din fata(dinspre vest) si ca furtuna se anunta pentru citeva zile. Asa ca m-as considera fericit cu planul ce include Plaiul Foii. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YWQBCZDbFe4/X95I8_BPalI/AAAAAAAA3-o/jCYk7A_vJco5-1FYSXyJw9vCfASIkNMOwCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2936.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YWQBCZDbFe4/X95I8_BPalI/AAAAAAAA3-o/jCYk7A_vJco5-1FYSXyJw9vCfASIkNMOwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2936.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Avansaind spre nord, cu vint din spate(sud) sau usor lateral stinga, zapada este tot mai continua pe Muntele Catunu. Stilpi metalici rari ajuta totusi la pastrarea directiei. Este un mers greoi pe platourile inierbate ale lungii culmi sudice Bratila. Sint acoperit de ceata fapt ceea ce induce gindul la un film horror. Vintul tot mai constant depune o chiciura pe hainele mele. Atunci cind nu vad marcajul folosesc busola pentru a mentine directia generala nord si mereu in ascensiune. In 2009 am gasit un bordei undeva pe stinga insa acum nu-mi amintesc locul intrucit si atunci a fost ceata. Of, ce culme lunga... Traversez un vilcel mai abrupt, inzapezit, crezind ca am sosit deja la versantii mai prapastiosi al vf Bratila. Nu, inca nu am ajuns acolo. Continui sa merg urmind patul potecii ascuns in zapada. Descriu un usor arc de cerc spre stinga si deseori ma intreb ce caut pe aici. Insa, mai am probabil 2-3 ore de lumina(inca nu am cercetat ceasul de la ora 11 din Otic) dar si energie. Odata ce ies din directia Sud-Nord si merg usor spre vest, simt cum vintul sufla turbat parca sa ma darime. Of, unde-i refugiul Bratila? Nu am auzit nicio veste ca n-ar mai fi existind.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JUVfSgHE2xw/X95JW6ANY9I/AAAAAAAA3-w/GWa8p_pF6uQDxrVze7b4Lk_k_up9lwBWwCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2937.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JUVfSgHE2xw/X95JW6ANY9I/AAAAAAAA3-w/GWa8p_pF6uQDxrVze7b4Lk_k_up9lwBWwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2937.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Curmatura si refugiul Bratila<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Deodata intru intr-o caldarusa si simt ca aici ar fi Curmatura Bratilei. DAAAA ! Uite indicatorul si mai la stinga este igloo al refugiului Bratila. Este ora 15. Yeee, am reusit. Indicatorul din Vf Rosu arata vreo 7 ore pina aici insa eu cred ca am facut vreo 5 inclusiv pauzele. Scot telefonul si filmez apropierea si mareata realizare. Aici este filmul <b><a href="https://youtu.be/7ooRHIRDpOM" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/7ooRHIRDpOM</a></b>De ce am numit-o asa? Intrucit dintr-o data vintul a turbat iar eu nu mai reusesc sa urlu la el. Pe nicio limba, iar ultima salvare este sa ma tirasc in adapost pe o usa gen hublou care trebuie tinuta de cineva. Dau jos rucsacul si incerc cu o mina sa ridic usa. Vintul ziltiie usa, lovindu-ma usor in cap. Dar problema mea este sa nu fie rupta si smulsa de vint. Hai ca am intrat in adapost si nu mai am niciun chef de gindit, filozofii, expeditii. Bine ca nu este frig. Zapada de topit? Nu mai vreau sa ies afara in plina urgie. Dar iata ca Cineva s-a ingrijit si mi-a suflat zapada suficienta pentru topit. Mintea se mai limpezeste chiar daca vintul suiera, eu fiind invitatul lui. Usa tremurind imi ridica emotii pina reusesc sa o leg cu o chinga. Despachetez bagajul pe panourile triunghi asezate pe jos si pe la ora 17 ma vad in fata apei fierbinti pregatita pentru supa. Ce bine....<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aU9VVnC-yHo/X95KWfiC-yI/AAAAAAAA3_A/eB8i66ijeR0k3mEYQFpb3rkB85ruC0cMgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201207_084352.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aU9VVnC-yHo/X95KWfiC-yI/AAAAAAAA3_A/eB8i66ijeR0k3mEYQFpb3rkB85ruC0cMgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201207_084352.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">white out<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Mi-ar fi fost imposibil sa montez un cort pe asemenea vint. Se intuneca insa moralul meu este pozitiv mai ales cind deschid telefonul si pot reusi sa vorbesc cu familia fara sa ies afara. Din pacate vremea se anunta furtunoasa pentru urmatoarele 2-3 zile cel putin. Dar mintea mea de "mare" montaniard tinar parca tot viseaza o avansare spre vest catre Zirna si Vistea. Doar vintul care parca vrea sa-mi fure adapostul ma trezeste din acest vis. Sa ma multumesc chiar cu varianta prin plaiul Foii, imi zic. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XlCvQBe00bU/X95KLoJNMBI/AAAAAAAA3-8/cL8GLWvsszwpJnv2U9SYc7SrX6LeLOrmQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201204_164351.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XlCvQBe00bU/X95KLoJNMBI/AAAAAAAA3-8/cL8GLWvsszwpJnv2U9SYc7SrX6LeLOrmQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201204_164351.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Desi zic ca voi servi felul 2 mai pe la ora 10 seara, odata ce am facut caldura in sacul de dormit, renunt la acest gind. Ma multumesc cu un sandvish pe care il am de 6 zile. Ideal ar fi sa reduc din ratia de mincare dar nu pentru ca nu as avea sucienta, ci pentru ca toaleta pune probleme serioase. Ma baiatule, in ce te-ai bagat? Intr-un refugiu minunat, imi raspund singur, un adapost care ma va proteja citeva zile daca nu va fi luat pe sus. Si daca s-ar intimpla ca noaptea sa ma trezesc buimac fara acoperis, in suflul acestei turbine, cu lucrurile luate pe sus? oare as avea timp sa recuperez ceva? <p></p><p>Parca vad scena dintr-un avion cu probleme in aer. Dar, hai, au trecut 10 ani, 10 ierni cu viscole si mai aprige, si totusi refugiul Bratila este inca neafectat. Dar daca garantia lui a trecut? Sint chiar cel mai ghinionist? Gata, somn, hibernare Hikere!</p><p></p><p>Album foto <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/1Ut5htdkCfb544Xz8" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/1Ut5htdkCfb544Xz8</a></p>Va urma - partea 6Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com1Dejani, Romania45.6898965 24.923594421.672128255611234 -10.232655600000001 69.707664744388779 60.0798444tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-90501793101692619782020-12-03T23:08:00.002+02:002020-12-17T16:41:56.539+02:00Pe Crestele Carpatilor-Partea 4(Ref Gainatu-vf Iezer-ref Iezer)<p><b> Joi 3 decembrie 2020, Ziua 5</b><br /></p><p>Lungime 20km(total 143km), Diferenta pozitiva 1200m</p><p>Ei, a fost o noapte linistita in Refugiul Gainatu, am mincat binisor si m-am simtit confortabil. Totusi un gind ma apasa...daca dimineata va fi vremea nefavorabila? Am inca bagajul greu si nu ar fi prea usor de trecut peste Vf Papusa spre Cascoe/Dracsin in speranta de a ajunge spre Plaiul Foii. Varianta cu coborirea spre Cabana Voina si Leresti-Cimpulung Muscel trebuie sa iasa din gindul meu fiindca e mult joc de bascheti. Hai ca parca este senin afara. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFveMa2tdKo/X9tYiRn4fiI/AAAAAAAA34M/aVoMt0PmDXczi5L3h_G4RxWJ4_nUqflVACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFveMa2tdKo/X9tYiRn4fiI/AAAAAAAA34M/aVoMt0PmDXczi5L3h_G4RxWJ4_nUqflVACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2865.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1810m, refugiul Gainatu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Mda, ochii mei vad cam toate zarile! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zNup2fyg0Y/X9tYwp9JsEI/AAAAAAAA34Q/tA4a7c20qF8JGppYl0uNhlVRYhK4tsYvgCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zNup2fyg0Y/X9tYwp9JsEI/AAAAAAAA34Q/tA4a7c20qF8JGppYl0uNhlVRYhK4tsYvgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2869.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Uraaa, azi voi calari Papusa si Iezerul insa ideea de a face bivuac prin Curmatura Oticului nu prea imi suride acum cind vremea se va inrautati. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hFI3McEDxTc/X9tZGovv8ZI/AAAAAAAA34Y/5zUQi8sIdhoFDlXS9gniGeUzv7SzPitHQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hFI3McEDxTc/X9tZGovv8ZI/AAAAAAAA34Y/5zUQi8sIdhoFDlXS9gniGeUzv7SzPitHQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2870.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Azi vintul va fi domol, ca un prieten 25-30kmh. Imi aduc aminte ca in oct 2009 impreuna cu Darky am mers mult de tot pina la circa 1 ora de refugiul Bratila si am dormit intr-un bordei ciobanesc. Acum ziua este mai scurta fapt ce nu ma va ajuta. Si ca sa nu uit, semnalul de telefon la si in refugiu este bun, asta pentru ca se si vad in apropiere satele.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ycx0hBzVhx4/X9tZkjJoiGI/AAAAAAAA34g/Kx_MbfM9Ad0lksPLtWk5xHEt9_7QETthACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2875.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ycx0hBzVhx4/X9tZkjJoiGI/AAAAAAAA34g/Kx_MbfM9Ad0lksPLtWk5xHEt9_7QETthACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2875.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Bun, ca sa nu mai stau pe ginduri, dupa masa mea cu budinca si crema de ciocolata si cu 0,5L apa, la ora 7:30 salt ghiozdanul pe umeri si plec catre Saua Gradisteanu. (inca de pe la 6-6:30 puteam sa plec insa gindul la procurarea apei a fost primordial). </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8bUb28zL8Gw/X9tZ5oiVRGI/AAAAAAAA34s/nCDaj0TSQPUqc67cNiXc6j71z1kHOKHuwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8bUb28zL8Gw/X9tZ5oiVRGI/AAAAAAAA34s/nCDaj0TSQPUqc67cNiXc6j71z1kHOKHuwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2873.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cale de aproape 1 ora, cu o usoara urcare de la 1810m la 1944m pe acelasi drum ca aseara dar acum parindu-mi mai multicica zapada. Ia uite baiete, nu aveai zapada linga refugiu pentru topit dar pe aici puteai aduna citiva saci de zapada. Argeselul este destul de adinc si acoperit cu arbusti de merisor si afini.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mWWdGsXKgwk/X9taOIzB2VI/AAAAAAAA340/6Jv83qOv48Ye1lXJ9zNN2daJxH4PFLmxgCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mWWdGsXKgwk/X9taOIzB2VI/AAAAAAAA340/6Jv83qOv48Ye1lXJ9zNN2daJxH4PFLmxgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2876.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Din Saua Gradisteanu undeva spre nord porneste traseul catre Cabana Cuca folosit frecvent iarna de catre doritorii de Papusa! Mai sus prefer sa merg ceva mai domol pe un drum de jeep incapatinat rau de tot. Iata ca oamenii isi doresc sa urce pe virf chiar cu 4 roti. Nu este fair-play nici pentru natura si nici pentru sanatatea turistului venit de la oras sa cucereasca un virfulet fotogenic. Trag din greu asemenea unui armasar pus sa mute un bustean greu de fag. Wow, si inca nu este zapada. Hai Dane...hai Hikere ca de sus mersul pe dealurile Iezerului nu mai este asa de obositor. Traseul meu de offroad se infunda si sint obligat sa continui direct urmarind marcajul, fara alte siretlicuri. Cum fac, ca tot acolo sus trebuie sa ajung. Si ma gindesc ce anume ingreuneaza rucsacul si nu-mi trebuie! Gata, am gasit, coltarii si pioletul pe care nu i-am folosit deloc in aceasta excursie. Si strig, poate ma aude vreun doritor: vind coltari, la oferta, vind piolet! Off, nu gasesc niciun cumarator asa ca trag la jug. Dar iata ca dupa 1h50 sosesc la pieptul Papusii.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WtwcN7CNfLA/X9tbYUp_bmI/AAAAAAAA35A/iIDthG_ztBIPROrkzLbbqG95-pAxeU2PwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WtwcN7CNfLA/X9tbYUp_bmI/AAAAAAAA35A/iIDthG_ztBIPROrkzLbbqG95-pAxeU2PwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2881.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">vedere de la Papusa spre vf Rosu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Nu ar mai fi decit vreo 5min, si sus se vede indicatorul de pe virf insa eu voi incepe coborirea catre Spintecatura Papusii. Oare de unde ii vine numele? <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LjzaK734r_Q/X9tb0060oAI/AAAAAAAA35I/hoGoTHrKPeEpYU8V55bfjmwNT0KPKg79wCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LjzaK734r_Q/X9tb0060oAI/AAAAAAAA35I/hoGoTHrKPeEpYU8V55bfjmwNT0KPKg79wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2878.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">V Argeselul si Mt Gainatu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Incep sa imi reamintesc coborirea si ocolisul spre nord care in epoca marilor zapezi nu ar fi abordabil. Doar pe diretissima. Si eu care vroiam sa fac intreg traseul cu rachete fara coltari si fara piolet. Mmmm, iata ca memoria mea a fost cam stearsa, zau ca nu as aborda
segmentul fara gheare! Aici pe versantul vestic si NV zapada persista,
este inghetata si in strat gros. Sint urme suficiente iar bocancii mei
au aderenta buna. Din Spintecatura Papusii marcajul urca inapoi spre
creasta in Muntele Tambura pe versantul sudic cu zapada pe poteca insa
numeroase urme. Oare imi va fi bine pe aici sau trebuie sa merg
matematic pe creasta? Hai ca trebuie sa ma descurc pe marcaj. Dupa vreo
10minute sosesc pe lungile platouri ale culmii principale
Papusa-Batrina-Varful Rosu(Iezer). Constat ca traseul este marcat si cu
sipci de lemn de 40-50cm batute in pamint si marcate cu rosu iar uneori
cu stilpi de metal. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jGSp0zi6cGw/X9tcVDr2lnI/AAAAAAAA35U/ZTkET-rZDvA4SxoFc20TDNde_ibpFXIpQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jGSp0zi6cGw/X9tcVDr2lnI/AAAAAAAA35U/ZTkET-rZDvA4SxoFc20TDNde_ibpFXIpQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2884.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aproape de vf Batrina, gel expirat in 2016, sper sa prind aripi<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Peisajul este de vis: Trapezul Moldoveanu-Vistea a aparut in ochii mei inca de sub vf Papusa. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AdqAlGl7DoY/X9tc5aCVNaI/AAAAAAAA35c/JMc5k3w8JislOdQRuprhZsG5l5cJZ0VXwCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AdqAlGl7DoY/X9tc5aCVNaI/AAAAAAAA35c/JMc5k3w8JislOdQRuprhZsG5l5cJZ0VXwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2885.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Ar fi o cale de 2 zile pina in Portita Vistei, dar in conditiile date, fara vreo vijelie care sa-mi impiedice mersul. Inspre sud se zaresc unele cosuri de fum ale fabricii Holcim. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l1x7NhQv4O4/X9tdMM2WZtI/AAAAAAAA35k/QpipIYE6Cb00JDwnXTaL-7c36eJNcKTAACPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l1x7NhQv4O4/X9tdMM2WZtI/AAAAAAAA35k/QpipIYE6Cb00JDwnXTaL-7c36eJNcKTAACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2888.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Spre Nord, din cind in cind vad caldarea intinecata sub forma de jungla a Boracasului, parte a bazinului hidrografic Dambovita. In urma cu vreo 20 de ani citeam cu mare curiozitate articole despre Boarcas postate in revista Muntii Carpati. Citeva poteci taie versantul nordic. Mai departe directia generala este vest dar cu vint tot mai insistent din S-SV. Hai ca tot e bine, macar nu bate direct in fata mea. Acum am doar ochelarii de soare insa ochelarii de schi asteapta cuminti in buzunar. Urmeaza un urcus pe Muntele Batrina, care vara ar putea fi ocolit pe versant, probabil pe la Izvoarele din Plai. Acum pe acolo se vede zapada si chiar stralucind gheata. Tot de aici pleaca usor spre vale un marcaj pe Plaiul lui Patru pina la Cabana Voina. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AuvXhCMRLDk/X9tdm2suXDI/AAAAAAAA35s/3mD3Zmc7P0w9fYO9adnxpX4OAdOZSkXSwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201203_141800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AuvXhCMRLDk/X9tdm2suXDI/AAAAAAAA35s/3mD3Zmc7P0w9fYO9adnxpX4OAdOZSkXSwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201203_141800.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Culmea Oticu-Mezea-Fagaras<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Pe platourile culmii se gasesc si citeva locuri de cort, acum cu zapada adapostita si mici cornise. Soarele este aliatul meu insa vintul imi devine un dusman tot mai rau. Merg mai greu cu gindul la bivuacul de peste noapte in posibil vint, undeva in Curmatura Oticului la Izvorul Dimbovitei. Dintr-o data imi aduc aminte ca am niste geluri in rucsac. Hai ca prinde bine acum dar si citeva guri de apa. Eh, 4 ani dupa ce a expirat plicul in rucsac nu e chiar asa mult. Si ma astept ca baiatul sa prinda aripi. Varful Rosu este tot mai aproape insa mai trebuie trecut peste Muntele Piscanu. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mabgganLfwE/X9teCP4KG7I/AAAAAAAA350/_-m-xzNE8DgjL8pRwnWImcurCvYPXnFzACPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mabgganLfwE/X9teCP4KG7I/AAAAAAAA350/_-m-xzNE8DgjL8pRwnWImcurCvYPXnFzACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2891.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Un indicator imi spune niste timpi insa nu e chiar asa de usor mai ales cind vad o poteca in zapada inghetata ce ar duce pe versant catre culmea de legatura cu Fagarasul. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9s8TLlRahM/X9teSLCbnxI/AAAAAAAA358/lMNTpK53ohkQqWb259dhDu3nZ5ndTke_ACPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9s8TLlRahM/X9teSLCbnxI/AAAAAAAA358/lMNTpK53ohkQqWb259dhDu3nZ5ndTke_ACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2900.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Noo, nici vorba, fiindca legatura se face doar din Varful Rosu, de la peste 2400m inaltime. Ptiu, timpul trece, picioarele mele trag, mai pe iarba, mai prin zapada. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rg9JiZPSb0E/X9tejeFw-EI/AAAAAAAA36E/OkHJ91Anu6kj0UXVhDce4Z2mbSDjEBlZQCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rg9JiZPSb0E/X9tejeFw-EI/AAAAAAAA36E/OkHJ91Anu6kj0UXVhDce4Z2mbSDjEBlZQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2901.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">defrisari existente inca din 2009<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Cum am mers eu de la inceputul zilei? Cam in felul urmator: pina la ora 12 un mers mai linistit dar fara a ma lua somnul, pina la ora 14 mai constient de sosire a noptii iar dupa ora 14 speriat si tragind tot mai tare, incercind sa trisez orice difenta de nivel sau stinca care nu trebuia urcata. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OoWRpUWDnOQ/X9tpnMttAlI/AAAAAAAA36Q/bxQMtPufYs4XUkT6BCS88PwYAxU84VrXQCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OoWRpUWDnOQ/X9tpnMttAlI/AAAAAAAA36Q/bxQMtPufYs4XUkT6BCS88PwYAxU84VrXQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2902.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Caldarea Groapele si Coltii Cremenii. Ultimul plan-spre Moldoveanu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Acoperisul Rosu-Iezer pare tehnic, pigmentat cu zapada si cu o spintecatura pe la jumate. Pe acolo nu am fost niciodata. Ma intreb daca trebuie legati coltarii si folosit pioletul, unelte pe care nu am reusit sa le vind pe traseu. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nEDCeHsC3LA/X9tqhE-J0qI/AAAAAAAA36c/tmejEtlzkLUBOQPUY-DppTD41puvQp0nwCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nEDCeHsC3LA/X9tqhE-J0qI/AAAAAAAA36c/tmejEtlzkLUBOQPUY-DppTD41puvQp0nwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2906.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">creasta vf Iezer-Crucea Ateneului Voinesti<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Nu, gindul meu zboara in Saua Oticului dar rafalele imi tot zgiltiie neuronii. Oare nu-i mai bine in refugiul Iezer pe care nu l-ai vizitat niciodata?<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdgQzJN5LSU/X9tqyxCSGaI/AAAAAAAA36k/1VUbX3AcYwQkCFwp7b2F_PMU6jkrgbj3QCPcBGAsYHg/s2576/20201203_150738.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdgQzJN5LSU/X9tqyxCSGaI/AAAAAAAA36k/1VUbX3AcYwQkCFwp7b2F_PMU6jkrgbj3QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/20201203_150738.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vf Rosu 2469<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p>Dupa alte citeva pasaje cu zapada, la ora 15 poposesc in plin vint pe Varful Rosu. Rucsacul l-am lasat citiva metri mai jos in directia Muntilor Fagaras. Scot telefonul, fac un filmulet <a href="https://youtu.be/HIZy6HhWJF8" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/HIZy6HhWJF8</a>, incerc sa sun insa reteaua Oranga/vodafone nu este suficienta. Indicatorul de pe virf spune 1,5h pina la Izvorul Dambovitei si vreo 7 ore pina la refugiul Bratila. Oh, my God!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ITmX66nVV30/X9trFTHatFI/AAAAAAAA36s/BsvyAO3bhQ8TeWrF36_846IfnPfmrcLFwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201204_101457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ITmX66nVV30/X9trFTHatFI/AAAAAAAA36s/BsvyAO3bhQ8TeWrF36_846IfnPfmrcLFwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201204_101457.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Poteca Oticu-Mezea-Bratila<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Ultima data eram la ora 14 cu darky insa se intuneca pe la 18:30 in octombrie 2009, asa ca am tras tare. Nu mai stau pe ginduri, salt ranita si merg hotarit dar si obosit spre Refugiul Iezer. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAi9VleRPp0/X9trxcTofOI/AAAAAAAA360/C4DwpWTPkTc7GV6luc3C1KYsAoqy4g22wCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAi9VleRPp0/X9trxcTofOI/AAAAAAAA360/C4DwpWTPkTc7GV6luc3C1KYsAoqy4g22wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2903.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vf Iezer<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Marcajul nu este aplicat prea clar asa ca merg matematic spre sud peste bolovani si lespezi. Undeva mai pe dreapta regasesc marcajul pe care il urmez pe o poteca ingusta si acoperita cu zapada. Wow, daca mai ninge chiar nu s-ar putea traversa pe aici. Sosesc curind intr-o sa de unde se urca iar pe versant pina aproape de Vf Iezer. Pe partea asta sint adapostit de vint insa pe partea SE rafalele mi-ar strica frizura chiar prin cagula. Dispare iar marcajul din ochii mei si prefer sa ies in creasta. Undeva inapoi la circa 100-150 m este virful Iezer. Sint obosit si caut vizual refugiul Iezer. Undeva dupa Piciorul Estic al Iezerului, undeva in fundul caldarii printre bolovani, cu alb si rosu apare adapostul meu. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_Wk4ozcmms/X9tsf0Y2IvI/AAAAAAAA37A/lJsMRdNFoJ4TTEZFuSaTQnqGdkysh17KwCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_Wk4ozcmms/X9tsf0Y2IvI/AAAAAAAA37A/lJsMRdNFoJ4TTEZFuSaTQnqGdkysh17KwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2908.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Caldarea Iezerului<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />E cale lunga, de coborit de la 2450m la 2130m. Aici las un bidon de benzina de 0,5L care ma ajuta mai mult psihic. Unde-i marcajul? Asa de greu este sa aplici putin mai des vopseaua? Sint si zone in care nu este poteca ci doar o ingramadire de lespezi. Regasesc marcajul si constat ca ar trebui sa continui pina la Crucea Ateneului care-i destul de departe. Dintr-o data imi aduc aminte de lecturile mele de prin 1995 cind intr-un almanah turistic era o poza cu turisti in Curmatura Papau si tare as fi dorit sa merg si eu pe acolo. Nu mai am rabdare si ma las la vale prin bolovanis si pernite de iarba pe directia lacului Iezer, acum inghetat. Gasesc un izvoras insa gindul ca in citeva minute voi debarca la refugiul Iezer unde voi avea apa suficienta, ma fce sa continui. Seara e aproape... </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zk8CrdSPPjU/X9ts9_6OBOI/AAAAAAAA37I/rZkX4-sHqZsgnc4O_iqbQVs-r5KCeREPACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201203_165750.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zk8CrdSPPjU/X9ts9_6OBOI/AAAAAAAA37I/rZkX4-sHqZsgnc4O_iqbQVs-r5KCeREPACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201203_165750.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><br />Vad ca nu am fost chiar singurul turist care a trisat poteca marcata...Pe cealalta parte a masivului Iezer-Papusa se zareste Muntele Gainatu de unde am plecat de dimineata. </p><p>Gata la 16:45 intru la minunatul adapost numit Refugiul Iezer sau Petre
Cazian (alpinist decedat intr-o avalansa in Bucegi in anii 1930). Ma
dezgusta ca prin anii 1930 un avocat a donat terenul de la 2100m pentru
constructia acestui adapost. De unde a avut avocatul terenul asta
bolovanos? Cine l-a improprietarit? Bun, ideea este ca sint la adapost,
am semnal telefonic si lumina in refugiu, plus un charger usb dar care
nu ma ajuta deloc la telefon. Afara vintul nu conteneste a sufla
nabadaios. Urmeaza o masa bogata cu 2 feluri, supa si mamaliga cu
brinza si smintina. Termometrul cu senzori imi arata limita de inghet
afara dar in bataia vintului pielea mea resimte spre -5*C. <br /></p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yR1TzU-Wkmg/X9ttYQAJHHI/AAAAAAAA37U/v6pIZ5dQAFM_iOZUu6GRdQLsX-EIaux3QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201203_180311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yR1TzU-Wkmg/X9ttYQAJHHI/AAAAAAAA37U/v6pIZ5dQAFM_iOZUu6GRdQLsX-EIaux3QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201203_180311.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Cladirea este divizata in 2 dormitoare cu priciuri cu etaj din care unul este utilat cu saltele si un hol unde se serveste masa. Cladirea este dotata cu 3 sobe, geamuri si usi de termopan. Apa curenta si toaleta nu se afla inauntru, asa ca sa nu ma intrebati. </p><p>Deci prognoza incepe sa mi se adevereasca. In urma cu o saptamina cind urmaream vremea din carpati, incepind cu ziua de vineri(miine) se anuntau zapezi de 50cm dar si vint. Acum primesc prin SMS citeva noutati, precum ca spre Moldoveanu de miine incepe vintul napraznic de peste 50kmh, ori de la 40kmh incepe cu adevarat mersul greoi. Tare nu as vrea sa cobor catre Cabana Voina din lipsa mijloacelor de transport. Deci dimineata daca astrele se vor alinia, voi incerca sa trec peste vf Iezer si vf Rosu catre Fagaras. Eventual voi cobori prin Valea Dimbovitei pe la Pecineagu. </p><p>Gata cu planurile tinere, hai la somn! Jos in vale in padure se zareste o luminita, socotind a fi Cabana Voina, acu, iertati-ma daca gresesc fiindca nu am vizitat-o niciodata. <br /></p><p></p><p>Album foto <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/1Ut5htdkCfb544Xz8" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/1Ut5htdkCfb544Xz8</a></p><p>Va urma - partea 5<br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-77553418180084206182020-12-02T22:26:00.003+02:002020-12-15T22:38:55.847+02:00Pe crestele Carpatilor-Partea 3(Rucar-Ref Gainatu)<p><b>Miercuri 2 decembrie 2020, Ziua 4</b><br /></p><p>Lungime 24km(total 143km), Diferenta pozitiva 1560m</p><p>Asadar, pe la 6:30 dimineata ma trezesc si incep sa aranjez bagajul. Urmeaza un mic dejun bogat impreuna cu noii prieteni Claudiu, Diana si copii lor. Iata se anunta o zi deosebita, insorita a lunii decembrie. Cit va mai tine vremea asa ? Pot dor sa sper ca prognoza cu furtuna nu se va adeveri in totalitate. Ah, ca sa nu uit, azi merg catre Muntii Iezer respectiv Piciorul Gradisteanu si Vf Papusa.<br /></p><p>Ora 8 :15 Parasesc civilizatia, confortul, distantarea sociala, restrictiile si masca...si plec pe druml care duce la padure, pe Str Valea lui Andreias. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--a-tl5QEAuQ/X9kXFwCZfMI/AAAAAAAA31w/2DOliQ0MtMcSL3ZMLzE4M1XS-pQ5UXt7ACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--a-tl5QEAuQ/X9kXFwCZfMI/AAAAAAAA31w/2DOliQ0MtMcSL3ZMLzE4M1XS-pQ5UXt7ACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2836.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Podul peste Andreias<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Majoritatea strazilor au nume si sint proaspat asfaltate. Bravo! Undeva la o casa, un purcel si-a gasit sfirsitul, servind in curind la hrana de peste iarna a unei familii. Mai Gicule sau Ghita, ai mincat bine 1 an ca sa aive rucarenii sunculita. Nu prea e corect, eu ti-as da drumul, dar nici in gura ursului nu te-as da. Astea sint gindurile unui vegetarian convins. Buun, dupa citeva minute timp in care ma salut cu rucarenii, sosesc la marginea satului si asfaltului unde o teava pehd azvirle apa cu debit neregulat. Cred ca aici, sub pod, am dormit cu Darky in oct 2008. Ce as fi gasit pe Str lui Maldar daca optam aseara sa ies din sat pe drumul bustenilor? Nu stiu. Ideea este ca acum mai beau apa si alimentez bidonasul de 1L. Iata ca gheata isi face aparitia. Putin mai sus se gaseste ultima casa si apoi numai eu si codrul. Pardon, mai este un tractor de exploatare cu 2 muncitori.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDZGVk7rHec/X9kXyJZjtTI/AAAAAAAA318/pa4HwFLrrDcJ_nfQwXYu6cWE4lXWBSTPACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2842.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDZGVk7rHec/X9kXyJZjtTI/AAAAAAAA318/pa4HwFLrrDcJ_nfQwXYu6cWE4lXWBSTPACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2842.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Urmez un drum larg pe marginile caruia sint pregatiti bustenii, grosi si lungi. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HdS64lRWQqY/X9kXi1Qg42I/AAAAAAAA314/76t5SGa3WP0-P1WF6xMbtdIF7gnmaPInwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HdS64lRWQqY/X9kXi1Qg42I/AAAAAAAA314/76t5SGa3WP0-P1WF6xMbtdIF7gnmaPInwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2840.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Incep a urca puternic printr-o serpentina la dreapta apoi alta la stinga pe un drum abrupt, cu pamint inghetat. Cistig repede inaltime insa obosesc repede. Aseara impreuna cu Claudiu am cintarit rucsacul! aproape 26kg! Deci am provizii suficiente care apasa hotarite pe umerii si soldurile mele insa eu nu am un loc unde pune rucsacul. Nu-l las pe pamint insa putin mai sus panta se domoleste si apar alti busteni doboriti si chiar fire de iarba. Vreme senina si adiere usoara de vint. Iar undeva spre sud catre Pleasa Capitanului este un norisor. Cit va tine vremea asa curata? Mai sus drumul coteste spre SV cred, in orice caz se distanteaza fata de nord. Gpsul imi confirma ca nu m-am ratacit si dupa o traversare a unei paduri de conifer cu ace cazute incep a iesi intr-un mare luminis. Uneori dau de bidoane/recipiente in care a fost ulei pentru tractoare dar si mici vetre de foc. Maaai, nu aveti educatie deloc. Sosesc curind pe la ora 10 si ceva la un fel de stina cam abandonata. Din pacate camera foto nu mai salveaza data si ora si reusesc cu greu sa trag cite o poza dar la o rezolutie de 4mp, bunicica. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6BG_a_aueY/X9kYHOGmY9I/AAAAAAAA32I/ZH3mFJlDE7IO1qa02gGvrwJHg8XBRo3aQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6BG_a_aueY/X9kYHOGmY9I/AAAAAAAA32I/ZH3mFJlDE7IO1qa02gGvrwJHg8XBRo3aQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2844.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Aici simt prima data vintul mai intens si pentru a continua ma opresc :-) pentru a gusta niste sandvisch cu zagusca si apoi crema de ciocolata. <p></p><p>Gata, hai la drum! Circa 200m mai sus este un canton care pare a fi bine inchis cu gratele iar imediat interceptez drumul auto ce urca de pe la Namaiesti. Pina sub vf Papusa voi merge numai pe el cu exceptia a 2 bucle pe care le voi taia. Socotesc ca undeva mai sus voi da de izvorul din Tefeleica sau Preajba asa ca mai beau putina apa. drumul prezinta uneori gheata sau zapada intarita cu urme de jeep sau tractor. Se aud chiar zgomote de drujba semn ca nu sint singur pe aceste meleaguri. Drumul meu urca usor in lungul Vaii Riusor care trece prin Rucar. In departare, chiar foarte departe apar ultimele culmi golase, inierbate ale Papusii. Stiu ca pina acolo este de mers o zi de vara. In principiu drumul este bunicel pentru 4x4 insa unele santuri pot crea probleme. O stina ce apare pe dreapta imi da speranta ca voi gasi apa. Din pacate nu-mi aduc aminte exact locul unde am gasit sursa de apa atunci in oct 2008. Stina nu pare a fi folosita. Piatra Craiului zona sudica isi face aparitia, iar unele drumuri de taf duc la vale inapoi spre rucar. Eu? Dau din bascheti si spre surprinderea mea nu am facut rosaturi in ghetutele garmont. Putin mai sus apare privelistea catre partea vestica, respectiv zona Vacarea-Iezer-Rosu. Vintul este prezent iar calculatorul meu incepe sa proceseze datele prognozei....de miine(vineri) furtuna se va adeveri in aventura mea. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxVI7NlwZ2M/X9kYtTVPOjI/AAAAAAAA32U/n-gk49yjHJcmN-rAzUnEl-YZYFXefbdhQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxVI7NlwZ2M/X9kYtTVPOjI/AAAAAAAA32U/n-gk49yjHJcmN-rAzUnEl-YZYFXefbdhQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2846.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Preajba si Piatra Craiului<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Mai sus, pe o cocoasa a muntelui, in partea dreapta este un vechi canton, denumit cred Preajba. Oare sa fie aici izvorasul? Ar fi trebuit sa fie aproape de poteca... mmm, nu am timp sa caut dar mai sper la izvorul Argeselului de unde am luat si in 2008. Traseul este marcat cu banda albastra aplicat foarte rar, cred ca vreo 20 marcaje pe tot traseul. Padurea dispare iar pe pamintul inghetat gasesc niste urme de ursulet. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ybBY1dINQM0/X9kZJ_7TgnI/AAAAAAAA32c/kIfU4KNjXKM-PzBsVS9wTp4W4vZNuiNTwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ybBY1dINQM0/X9kZJ_7TgnI/AAAAAAAA32c/kIfU4KNjXKM-PzBsVS9wTp4W4vZNuiNTwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2849.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Undeva ca o cutie alba este refugiul gainatu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Pai undeva in dreapta spre Valea Dimbovitei sint inca paduri dese unde au fost relocati citiva ursi, risi , zimbri si numai cind privesc intr-acolo mi se furnica pielea. Nu as vrea sa cobor prea curind pe acolo prin zona Mira Mica/Mare. Inca din departare pe muntele opus, respectiv dincolo de Argesel, se vede cutia refugiului Gainatu. Iar spre uimirea mea, vechiul releu nu mai exista. Ar fi fost un bun punct de reper! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zU-bma8b3bE/X9kZkT5AMtI/AAAAAAAA32o/8RksfSAYpWMI7kQO4PnkzTV_93gJhaO6ACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zU-bma8b3bE/X9kZkT5AMtI/AAAAAAAA32o/8RksfSAYpWMI7kQO4PnkzTV_93gJhaO6ACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2848.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Creasta principala a Iezerului este tot mai acoperita de ceata iar vintul se intensifica odata cu apropierea serii. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVqN8tATzog/X9kZyWL_DmI/AAAAAAAA32s/OonzPBUs3KIjqdEPrjsPfzOrv-liaCjQQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVqN8tATzog/X9kZyWL_DmI/AAAAAAAA32s/OonzPBUs3KIjqdEPrjsPfzOrv-liaCjQQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2850.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dupa Saua Tefeleica mai iau o gustare avind in vedere ca pot intra in viscol sau ceata in cautarea unui adapost. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j51c42DRd9E/X9kasS0pOUI/AAAAAAAA324/a4vii42cUzMEqyNgmlmn10YNHdXe1wicwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2851.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j51c42DRd9E/X9kasS0pOUI/AAAAAAAA324/a4vii42cUzMEqyNgmlmn10YNHdXe1wicwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2851.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Aproape de Saua Gradisteanu regasesc un adapost pentru ciobani insa nu
as dormi bine in el.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kb4KE6YcsPo/X9kbFES2pzI/AAAAAAAA33A/yGPTknGSj1IxjyPfNw0pPzdgrNJ46fqlACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kb4KE6YcsPo/X9kbFES2pzI/AAAAAAAA33A/yGPTknGSj1IxjyPfNw0pPzdgrNJ46fqlACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2855.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">tefeleica vazuta din Nord<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Ufff, cu Darky am dormit posibil aici insa era in
conditii mai civilizate. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lrE7jzYwZyA/X9kbmxsP2sI/AAAAAAAA33M/2J7vVSHyMa8DUyTWv04xTGLEMeOtb5OjwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lrE7jzYwZyA/X9kbmxsP2sI/AAAAAAAA33M/2J7vVSHyMa8DUyTWv04xTGLEMeOtb5OjwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2853.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tai serpentine pe Piscul Ars<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Nu-mi ramine decit sa merg inca vreo ora pina la refugiul Gainatu, recent recladit de Salvamont Cimpulung. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQ5NS5Ae0PM/X9kcWapzjjI/AAAAAAAA33U/yOLA6vdUu3gSIAg8NRT2R2fW3YPIzaDpwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQ5NS5Ae0PM/X9kcWapzjjI/AAAAAAAA33U/yOLA6vdUu3gSIAg8NRT2R2fW3YPIzaDpwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2854.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">iata si para lasata in ref Strungade catre o turista draguta cam inghetata<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Urmeaza ocolul sub forma de U, pe la izvoarele Argeselului si continui spre Sud inca vreo 3km de asta data pe zapada dar care nu necesita parazapezi. Se face tot mai intuneric iar umerii ma cam dor. Valuri de ceata fac sa dispara reperele din departare. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-itJv5XEd1UU/X9keOn8sr5I/AAAAAAAA33o/rNBANq5Y0jEFe5OfDg6eDB7ZRlS5CueLQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-itJv5XEd1UU/X9keOn8sr5I/AAAAAAAA33o/rNBANq5Y0jEFe5OfDg6eDB7ZRlS5CueLQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2857.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Apus peste Piatra Craiului<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Bine ca am traseul pe offline fiindca de aici nu am reusit o conexiune prea buna cu civilizatia. Marcajul continua pe culmea de desupra mea insa eu prefer drumul de jeep care ar trebui sa ma duca in fata refugiului. Apropierea de adapost ma face sa ma gindesc la o sursa de apa fiindca mai devreme nu s-a vazut a fi zapada in acea zona. Pfff, poate voi gasi vreun bidon pe acolo. Ajuns intr-o sa urmez acum un drum de culme marcat cu stilpi grosi de beton dar si cu urme de bocanci in zapada. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DeBnu9Vkymo/X9kdzI074vI/AAAAAAAA33g/3hV9ouwdstsmu9HrWN59m1poRPR32XwRgCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DeBnu9Vkymo/X9kdzI074vI/AAAAAAAA33g/3hV9ouwdstsmu9HrWN59m1poRPR32XwRgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2859.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">refugiul Gainatu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><p>Aprx 17:15 Refugiul Gainatu, 1850m Oleee, am reusit. Sint valuri de ceata. Lumina de la panoul fotovoltaic nu functioneaza insa este un charger usb de la care reusesc sa incarc un telefon vechi, cu butoane. Semnalul pe orange este f bun, iar mai tirziu se lumineaza si vad Luna dar si asezarile omenesti. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RTYx9YWr0bE/X9keBZXvz7I/AAAAAAAA33k/-QE_sYktS4MlyiF_x7qwB9G8X_gqGVZaACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RTYx9YWr0bE/X9keBZXvz7I/AAAAAAAA33k/-QE_sYktS4MlyiF_x7qwB9G8X_gqGVZaACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2862.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Reusesc sa adun ceva zapada dintr firele de iarba si sa maninc omeneste. Vintul nu bate constant fapt ce ma duce sa presupun ca dimineata voi putea continua. Peste noapte in refugiu se mentine o temperatura de 2-3 grade iar afara cam la limita inghetului. Descopar mai tirziu ca este si un izvor ceva mai jos cam la 3 stimpi de marcaj. In incapere este o harta mare a Iezerului dar incompleta, nefiind trasata partea cu Gradisteanu(fiind loc de desenat!), citeva provizii lasate de alte grupuri dar si vreo 2 litri de apa. In final nu am luat decit vreo juma de litru pentru drumul de a 2a zi. A urmat o noapte odihnitoare, la priciurile de sus. <br /><p></p><p></p><p>Album foto <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/1Ut5htdkCfb544Xz8" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/1Ut5htdkCfb544Xz8</a></p><p>va urma partea 4 <br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com3Păpușa, Romania45.3703041 22.907761817.060070263821153 -12.2484882 73.680537936178837 58.0640118tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-15326801575206258202020-12-01T22:55:00.008+02:002020-12-14T17:22:14.520+02:00Pe crestele Carpatilor-Partea 2(Strunga-Rucar)<p><b>Marti 1 decembrie 2020 , Ziua 3</b><br /></p><p>Lungime 28km(total 143km), Diferenta pozitiva 605m, Diferenta negativa de la 2000 la 600m(faceti voi calcul dar este mai mult de 1400 intrucit am mai urcat niste virfulete de prin Bucsa)</p><p>Revenim la poveste dupa ce am dormit bine in prima parte a noptii la vreo 25 grade in sac, insa catre dimineata somnul nu a mai facut parte din meniu. Mda, ma stiu, de obicei ma odihnesc repede primele 4-5 ore din noapte si apoi astept lumina dar cu ochii inchisi.Totusi ieri am incercat sa nu dorm deloc pe timpul zilei, si oricum nu as fi putut dormi cind am avut atitia musafiri si vizite ☺👅. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HkJYffe98N0/X9deXLvYajI/AAAAAAAA3yY/hBlJ_zFR7nc51gwSewJb1XiUmK2boJ09wCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HkJYffe98N0/X9deXLvYajI/AAAAAAAA3yY/hBlJ_zFR7nc51gwSewJb1XiUmK2boJ09wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2793.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dimineata pe racoare la -15*C<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Pe la ora 6 indraznesc sa scot nasul din sac si sa arunc un ochi spre florile de gheata aparute pe geamul refugiului. Ce se intimpla? O stea? yeeee! Azi este ziua mea! gata, bag repede picioarele in bocanci si ies afara pentru a ma convinge. Maaai, nu-mi vine sa cred! Azi voi merge pe vreme senina peste Muntii Leaotei! Dupa 11 ani voi traversa pitoreasca culme .</p><p>Ma pregatesc cu budinca de ore, miere si ciocolata. Apa o aveam obtinuta din zapada din seara anterioara iar acu ramine doar sa topesc crusta de gheata facuta in camera frigorifica la -4*C. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XoNhArjzELs/X9den1nWf_I/AAAAAAAA3yc/Xp41iIigivcKu_cTIbB934X81Ta5piYCgCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XoNhArjzELs/X9den1nWf_I/AAAAAAAA3yc/Xp41iIigivcKu_cTIbB934X81Ta5piYCgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2794.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1 Dec 2020 La multi ani Romania! La multi ani dacilor!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Hai ca aici in dormitorul/bucatarie nu simt frigul. Afara? -15 *C am pe termometrul multifunctional cu fluier si busola. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qcu4sD8IdGM/X9dk7SJiSxI/AAAAAAAA30g/TgL0HeafH-YryB0k9tQ7H6XYNCTJB7_oQCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qcu4sD8IdGM/X9dk7SJiSxI/AAAAAAAA30g/TgL0HeafH-YryB0k9tQ7H6XYNCTJB7_oQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2797.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Azi voi atasa parazapezile nestiind cum a viscolit pe traseu. Salut primul rasarit de soare al lunii decembrie si incep sa topai in dorinta de a impacheta tot echipamentul.<br /><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wz06BjlAOOQ/X9de7xyXm8I/AAAAAAAA3yg/JR_j1kuaCEE-W_gRyoKXaC1Tnv3L7Mz4ACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wz06BjlAOOQ/X9de7xyXm8I/AAAAAAAA3yg/JR_j1kuaCEE-W_gRyoKXaC1Tnv3L7Mz4ACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2800.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />8:15 inchid usa refugiului si pornesc infofolit si mascat pe traseul marcat cu banda rosie si punctat de mai multi stilpi, ceea ce este nou pentru mine. Hai inca o poza cu refugiul si muntele. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-pCqK_cdcQ/X9dfF-QujWI/AAAAAAAA3yk/QlZACfR2siktzIqxGjo6IhZgRjB0Rv7gQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-pCqK_cdcQ/X9dfF-QujWI/AAAAAAAA3yk/QlZACfR2siktzIqxGjo6IhZgRjB0Rv7gQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2801.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">cu riscul de a-miingheta degetele, mai scot odata camera foto<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ma baiete, ce mai zi este azi 1 decembrie! Gata, dau din bascheti si in 10min ma incalzesc desi nu am troiene sau pante de urcat. Ma felicit ca am avut rabdare sa stau in refugiu. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zK4OECQRTfw/X9dfW6VIU8I/AAAAAAAA3yo/Vpcb5mW25qgZpcUhbB1gDf5qIa8zJnprQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2802.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zK4OECQRTfw/X9dfW6VIU8I/AAAAAAAA3yo/Vpcb5mW25qgZpcUhbB1gDf5qIa8zJnprQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2802.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">pe aici se patrunde in Leaota, Saua Strungulita 1890<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Patrund pe sub Muntele Strungile Mici pina in Saua Strungulita la 1890m de unde se desprinde un marcaj mai rar spre Tataru si Deleanu. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UGEFw96dGQ/X9dfzSLmuyI/AAAAAAAA3y0/nWlCmxtv0pEB01ExXci-g8b1gTmytrOLQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UGEFw96dGQ/X9dfzSLmuyI/AAAAAAAA3y0/nWlCmxtv0pEB01ExXci-g8b1gTmytrOLQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2806.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Leaota</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Privesc versantii cu ochi de iarna si curind ma opresc in Saua Bucsa. Tot timpul as face fotografii insa acumulatorii aparatului au dat semne ca se descarca. Am si unii de rezerva insa vreau sa-i storc toti cationii si electronii. Momentan nu doresc sa deschid telefonul pentru poze. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c5sPnOCOCx4/X9dgA-GYC-I/AAAAAAAA3y4/4_VCdbZM6gQ9j1Qf6FcPcucO0I9XC49MQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c5sPnOCOCx4/X9dgA-GYC-I/AAAAAAAA3y4/4_VCdbZM6gQ9j1Qf6FcPcucO0I9XC49MQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2807.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">spre Bucsa<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ocolesc pe partea sudica vf Bucsa pe un drum de caruta si in scurt timp sosesc intr-o sa de unde coboara spre nord un marcaj in adincurile vailor Barbuletul si Bingaleasa spre Moieciu. Aici imi dau jos vesta Atta cu puf. Gata, tinere, ce tot confort vrei? Anii trecuti nu carai puful si te miscai mai bine, iar acu prea comod ai devenit. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n3vPyBs_LKs/X9dgOXu980I/AAAAAAAA3y8/IEv-ZrsqqN0m5JJWq-cBQewpMXvwWJ7OACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n3vPyBs_LKs/X9dgOXu980I/AAAAAAAA3y8/IEv-ZrsqqN0m5JJWq-cBQewpMXvwWJ7OACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2808.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bucsa</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Jos in vale te asteapta apa de ivor. Hai cu pas intins spre Fundatica. Si uite asa incep sa urc pe vf Dudele, citeva serpentine si tufe de ienupar, merisor si afin cu jnepeni. Oare ce va fi prin nameti? <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DRghhLGvT4Y/X9dgcyBLQFI/AAAAAAAA3zA/I5_XZGl1KsohJBynfKMk0vqQGVYsR4JpwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DRghhLGvT4Y/X9dgcyBLQFI/AAAAAAAA3zA/I5_XZGl1KsohJBynfKMk0vqQGVYsR4JpwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2809.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Abruptul vestic al Bucegilor<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Citeva izvoare au format destula gheata exact pe traseul meu fapt ce presupune un mers mai atent. Profit ca nu este zapada mare si urc pe marcaj pe un virf mai abrupt denumit Piscul Lacului. Imi pare ciudat fiindca eu il ocoleam pe versantul sudic pe la niste izvoare iar acum am de urcat destul de abrupt. <p></p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eC_SvjlZ9dQ/X9dgwuta9MI/AAAAAAAA3zE/UDIpZ9p04fkkkX4CRPtnD6VhN51ypvIAQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eC_SvjlZ9dQ/X9dgwuta9MI/AAAAAAAA3zE/UDIpZ9p04fkkkX4CRPtnD6VhN51ypvIAQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2810.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">vedere spre Crai iar in stinga catre Muntii Iezer<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Stinele sint de obicei mai departate fata de marcaj insa acum este una destul de aproape. La prima mea parcurgere(august 2002, solo) am fost muscat prin aceasta zona. Anul urmator, tot solitar, am reusit sa stapinesc dulaii, iar in iulie 2007 eram impreuna cu coechipierul si am putut trece mai usor. Oricum, dau nota 10 pentru curatenie si chiar aplicarea marcajului care acum dupa 11 ani prezinta siguranta in parcurgerea traseului de creasta. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RV_PMdTm90Y/X9dg7XGNyMI/AAAAAAAA3zI/WrlM3_5OSfgcLIcYWj9L2sIk3rcWdLFpQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RV_PMdTm90Y/X9dg7XGNyMI/AAAAAAAA3zI/WrlM3_5OSfgcLIcYWj9L2sIk3rcWdLFpQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2811.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmez o coama usor valurita care se pregateste sa urce pe vf Sintilia acum marcat cu indicator de metal, iar in trecut doar cu un par de lemn lasind turistul neexperimentat ori necunoscator sa ghiceasca unde este jonctiunea cu traseul ce coboara pe Plaiul Mindrului si satul Fundatica. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ws436ITvaEQ/X9dhHf6wyqI/AAAAAAAA3zM/f5Lci7goP3UBJhVGFtBdD7mN0z9x544oACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ws436ITvaEQ/X9dhHf6wyqI/AAAAAAAA3zM/f5Lci7goP3UBJhVGFtBdD7mN0z9x544oACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2812.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Hai ca pe vreme senina, urcarea directa chiar merita. Intr-un final ajung pe Vf Sintilia unde se zareste si poteca care-l ocoleste pe partea vestica. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XrUVWJmfqZo/X9dhTas8guI/AAAAAAAA3zQ/Yo7Do_Uzppgy5YTJn3KsjdKxGG3B816gQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XrUVWJmfqZo/X9dhTas8guI/AAAAAAAA3zQ/Yo7Do_Uzppgy5YTJn3KsjdKxGG3B816gQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2814.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Demult imi faceam probleme despre cum as traversa pe zapada acest munte al lui Ilie. Raspunsul? Urmind numai culmile. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UEYP0ptacH8/X9dhf39_sCI/AAAAAAAA3zU/WN_IeRs5P1gOFa1RB4eCaGtcpDS9N7sxACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UEYP0ptacH8/X9dhf39_sCI/AAAAAAAA3zU/WN_IeRs5P1gOFa1RB4eCaGtcpDS9N7sxACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2816.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">coborire de pe Sintilia spre Nord<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />De linga micuta borna a virfului se coboara spre nord pe o panta accentuata. Oooh, si eu visam toamna trecuta sa merg cu bicicleta pe acest traseu...dar ar trebui sa uit aceasta idee. Buun, deci am inteles ca marcajele au fost refacute insa de citeva zile ma framinta un traseu nou pentru mine, acela prin CHEILE CROVULUI, marcat cu banda albastra care m-ar duce pe la jumatatea drumului de 10km dintre Fundatica si Podul Dimbovitei pe care nu mai fusesem de prin noiembrie 2014, cu jeepul, cind era mult noroi si putina zapada. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNM7AKelKVc/X9dh7_b3L_I/AAAAAAAA3zg/2WsXb9qnPSk-Dcu5v_85a9-ushxzcOtQQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNM7AKelKVc/X9dh7_b3L_I/AAAAAAAA3zg/2WsXb9qnPSk-Dcu5v_85a9-ushxzcOtQQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2815.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">spre Vf Leaota<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Sosesc la limita impadurita si ma hotarasc ca in bataia soarelui sa degust cite ceva calorii din rucsac, energie necesara pentru o noua explorare. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GEnLjxkgMzY/X9dkf06gKfI/AAAAAAAA30U/KxmqXuilcq0WXE8ZfSz21QMrrNPzt9NygCPcBGAsYHg/s2288/DSCN2819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="2288" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GEnLjxkgMzY/X9dkf06gKfI/AAAAAAAA30U/KxmqXuilcq0WXE8ZfSz21QMrrNPzt9NygCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/DSCN2819.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pe vf Sintilia, vedere spre Sud<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ah ce placut sa lenevesti putin printre pomii impodobiti! Acum voi urma un drum de tractor ce conduce pe stinga culmii principale ce cade din Sintilia. Cele 2 marcaje se despart, iar banda albastra urca pe acel drum de tractor impadurit. Apoi incepe sa coboare in serpentine, care pot fi taiate. Se vede ca aici au fost ceva defrisari dar nu intens. Despre Cheile Crovului am citit putin de pe harta muntilor Leaota a lui Nicolae Popescu si Danut Calin. Formularea "Interzise iarna" ma duce cu gindul ca ori sint avalanse ori pot fi pasaje de catarat/descatarat. Plus un scurt reportaj MDITV al lui Marius Popescu care adauga ceva de prezenta ursilor. Mai baiete, te risti, asa singur? Hai ca mai sint citeva ore de lumina...Da-i la vale cu tupeu...si hop, intr-un luminis incep sa caut urmatorul marcaj. Mda, pe urmatorul pom la ceva distanta, usor pe stinga. Dar mai departe panta se accentueza iar ramasitele crengilor acopera solul demoralizind turistul sosit prima data pe aici. Dintr-un scoc fac o traversare spre dreapta unde mi se pare ca ar fi poteca. Nicio urma de marcaj. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--F5OetJARX8/X9dkQglni5I/AAAAAAAA30Q/CU2eryqGGIcfb26VaxEnhLFYqc9UW_O1ACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--F5OetJARX8/X9dkQglni5I/AAAAAAAA30Q/CU2eryqGGIcfb26VaxEnhLFYqc9UW_O1ACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2825.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Trackul gps mi-ar arata cu siguranta linia insa nu vreau sa deschid smartul, asa ca explorez, tot la vale pe malul drept cum se coboara. Destul de mult de coborit pina aud apa iar acolo fac stinga pina in firul Crovului. Gata apare marcajul aplicat ciudat fara o directie precisa. Ce a fost in capul celui cu pensula? Eu habar n-am! Insa acum apare o alta confuzie: daca marcajul vine din stinga? Atunci trebuie sa merg in directia de unde am venit? Ori e invers, asa cum am venit eu? Si pina la urma o dau la vale si in citiva metri banda albastra imi confirma traseul bun. Mai, dar citiva busteni doboriti de furtuna blocheaza calea....daca va fi asa pina la final? Si pe acolo vad prima miscare, un turist care-mi spune ca traseul nu prezinta obstacole. Plec cintind de veselie" Este soare azi in viata mea" si muult mai jos intilnesc un grup numeros, apoi o familie cu un pici care-si doresc sa ajunga in Curmatura Fiarelor...Mmmm, aveti teluri serioase, abia sinteti la jumatea drumului prin Chei si este ora 13....<br />Spor sa aveti. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xuP3EEKLZwg/X9dj-E-s4sI/AAAAAAAA30I/Sne__3BQOK8kc0OQvaESEF1pqZPmn-HiQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xuP3EEKLZwg/X9dj-E-s4sI/AAAAAAAA30I/Sne__3BQOK8kc0OQvaESEF1pqZPmn-HiQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2828.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Muchia Zacotelor<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Poteca traverseaza citeva vilcele pline cu grohotis cazut din Muchia Zacotelor apoi pe sub citiva pereti calcarosi si niste pesteri. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uBpaUrC_91I/X9dj1IId8ZI/AAAAAAAA30E/0qf2oEbyTjcblswpCxf_oRiG6DaLeskpACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uBpaUrC_91I/X9dj1IId8ZI/AAAAAAAA30E/0qf2oEbyTjcblswpCxf_oRiG6DaLeskpACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2826.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">in Cheile Crovului<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Pe final apar si trasee spituite, cu numele "Fete" si "Baieti" (rasisti fata de cei care se considera "neutrii") si dupa citeva minute pe urmele din zapada cazuta cu o zi un urma, ies la drumul forestier din Cheile formate de piriul Rudarita ce vin din Fundatica. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-zQWab63W8/X9djqUiWUpI/AAAAAAAA30A/toZHQV_Hx5gPcUNYUqkMWzhRxMaiX2dEgCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-zQWab63W8/X9djqUiWUpI/AAAAAAAA30A/toZHQV_Hx5gPcUNYUqkMWzhRxMaiX2dEgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2827.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Este 13:45 si inca mai am cale lunga pina la Rucar. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQmaxmhc6nM/X9diiiZRqiI/AAAAAAAA3zw/wPe-ZjUWoJIpLqZVoqXSsbDP97wlpIPmwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQmaxmhc6nM/X9diiiZRqiI/AAAAAAAA3zw/wPe-ZjUWoJIpLqZVoqXSsbDP97wlpIPmwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2830.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Apar case, pensiuni, grajduri, cabane, masini, civilizatie, gater, alte chei, frigulet, rontait de macese si pe la ora 15 ajung la asfaltul Cimpulung-Brasov, punctul denumit Podu Dimbovitei. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HMlcJUgXCeM/X9dityXZ1GI/AAAAAAAA3z0/n8EcrIcLZS48cAW6yWTiv0VPAjBl_NI5gCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HMlcJUgXCeM/X9dityXZ1GI/AAAAAAAA3z0/n8EcrIcLZS48cAW6yWTiv0VPAjBl_NI5gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2831.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />De aici as putea sa intru la poalele Pietrei Craiului din Cheile Dimbovicioarei, insa s-ar duce definitiv planul mult visat. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OXU25Nm1tGc/X9d_lD0o4TI/AAAAAAAA30s/ILpqAl2gIrAwXZl4gHW8v34f_SVCuodagCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OXU25Nm1tGc/X9d_lD0o4TI/AAAAAAAA30s/ILpqAl2gIrAwXZl4gHW8v34f_SVCuodagCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2832.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Piei de aici gindule! Ai si obosit? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i1S0v-y_tww/X9d_4Jtw55I/AAAAAAAA300/5g7HV7dRKEosr95j255Qt71x3j3CFBwfwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i1S0v-y_tww/X9d_4Jtw55I/AAAAAAAA300/5g7HV7dRKEosr95j255Qt71x3j3CFBwfwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2833.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Hai inca 5km, urcare si coborire la Rucar si apoi te poti odihni. In definitiv pina acum, azi am mers in coborire vreo 22km. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3Gnb8J0boo/X9eAOV_ZtaI/AAAAAAAA308/z8kve1JJOEwSPpMj5DnOWIeP4qj5z4Q5gCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3Gnb8J0boo/X9eAOV_ZtaI/AAAAAAAA308/z8kve1JJOEwSPpMj5DnOWIeP4qj5z4Q5gCPcBGAsYHg/w300-h400/DSCN2834.JPG" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Biserica ortodoxa Podu Dimbovitei<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Trafic ca pentru Ziua Nationala a Romaniei, lumea in masini, la caldurica, iar eu cocosat de rucsac...Si inca mai vreau sa cumpar ceva merinde in Rucar. Mai am spatiu? Voi vedea de ce este in stare rucsacul de 75+20Litri. Hai in civilizatie, acolo unde lumea poarta masca si te privesc ciudat daca nu esti ca ei....Bun venit in societate. Alo, doamna, mai este covid?<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ziak86XaCII/X9eA_P4JMJI/AAAAAAAA31E/eTrK5j0TRAcqVWpvCa5rGqMbjdJkXhWjgCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ziak86XaCII/X9eA_P4JMJI/AAAAAAAA31E/eTrK5j0TRAcqVWpvCa5rGqMbjdJkXhWjgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2835.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">vedere catre Podu Dimbovitei urcind spre Rucar<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><p></p><p>Ora 16 sosesc in Rucar si prima oprire este la un magazin. Hotarasc sa nu mai cumpar benzina fiindca am plecat cu 1,5Litri iar pina acum nu am avut consum mare. Eh, pe la 16:30-16:45 cind incepea noaptea racoroasa pornesc in lungul Riului Riusor cu gindul de a urca pe Valea Lui Maldar. De la o casa umplu cu apa recipientul de 1L si continui usor cu gindul la un loc de bivuac. (in oct 2009 impreuna cu Darky am dormit sub podul de pe Str Andreias la iesirea din sat). Dintr-o data din sens invers, o masina se opreste linga mine. Facem cunostinta: este Claudiu si isi doreste sa afle povestea mea si sa ma cazeze...oh, nu te deranja...pina la urma in citeva minute ne imprietenim si sosim la casuta lui. Dintr-o data devin OM...caldura, apa calda, mincarica gustoasa, curent electric. Aflu multe povesti cu ursi si alte animale salbatice din zona. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gBYCV0LsrOg/X9eC47pgEgI/AAAAAAAA31U/ckqQ-rL8aMwEYk0j9SE-PxopgkR8XSD9gCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201201_190051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gBYCV0LsrOg/X9eC47pgEgI/AAAAAAAA31U/ckqQ-rL8aMwEYk0j9SE-PxopgkR8XSD9gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201201_190051.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">La cina impreuna cu Claudiu si Diana<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Urmeaza o noapte odihnitoare! Claudiu si Diana se dovedesc ca inima lor este schimbata de Dumnezeu, putini oameni ar lua de pe strada un aventurier. Dumnezeu sa va binecuvinteze.</p><p>Urmeaza o noapte rece, cu luna destul de plina si bruma groasa !</p><p>Albumul intregii ture <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/1Ut5htdkCfb544Xz8" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/1Ut5htdkCfb544Xz8</a></p><p>Va urma partea 3 <br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com2Rucăr 117630, Romania45.3892722 25.176103817.079038363821155 -9.9801462 73.699506036178846 60.3323538tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-22908961662936769992020-12-01T14:43:00.001+02:002020-12-14T14:43:46.051+02:00Pe crestele Carpatilor-Partea 1(Sinaia-Strunga)<p><b>Duminica 29 Noiembrie 2020, Ziua 1-2</b><br /></p><p> Lungime 19km(total 143km), Diferenta de nivel pozitiva 1560m</p><p>Lucrarea intitulata "Pe Crestele Carpatilor" este un vis vechi de pe la 17 ani cind citeam carti cu tematica montana care relatau diverse ture/premiere ale oamenilor sau super-oamenilor si care m-au inspirat in a urma un drum tot mai lung al crestei principale a Carpatilor Meridionali.</p><p>Desigur ca pe timp de iarna, situatia, conditiile impuse vor amplifica problemele. Dupa ce am fost respins de munte de 2 ori in Saua Strungii din Bucegi, aventuri in dec 2019 si feb 2020, pornesc hotarit la un drum de zeci de kilometri ori poate chiar sute. Asa cum un melc isi poarta casa in spinare, si eu voi fi nevoit sa iau in ghiozdan provizii si echipament care-mi vor fi de folos de-a lungul multor zile.</p><p>Si dimineata pe la ora 7 pe cind inca nu se luminase bine, pornesc pe jos spre Gara de Vest din Ploiesti, pe un drum de vreo 2,5km. Oarecum grabit fiindca timpul e tirziu si e posibil sa pierd trenul. Dar ranita apasind pe umerii mei nepregatiti spune gindului meu sa renunt daca voi pierde trenul. Dimineata de azi este putin sub Zero grade fata de ziua de simbata cind un -7 a inghetat totul in jur. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzn3_kuRuno/X9UPt37rRNI/AAAAAAAA3xA/sKMsacJn2oYcPPEPjpFWx5iCnxY3CATfQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2777.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzn3_kuRuno/X9UPt37rRNI/AAAAAAAA3xA/sKMsacJn2oYcPPEPjpFWx5iCnxY3CATfQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2777.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sinaia de sarbatoare<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Reusesc a-mi lua un bilet cu 10,20Lei pina la Sinaia si sa sui in trenul regio unde ma regasesc cu citiva prieteni si frati de munte. Timpul trece repede si pe la 8:50 debarc in Sinaia, orasul regal pregatit de 1 Decembrie dar si de sarbatori. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vx-V4C_tjtg/X9UP93NpREI/AAAAAAAA3xE/_PiDg4erZD0LTVB0BIfqAKNSm_qFrSWbgCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2778.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vx-V4C_tjtg/X9UP93NpREI/AAAAAAAA3xE/_PiDg4erZD0LTVB0BIfqAKNSm_qFrSWbgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2778.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />O vreme calduta si uscata imi spune bun venit. Undeva pe scarile ce suie spre centru zaresc autobuzul care m-ar fi putut duce pentru 2 Lei pina mai sus de Peles. Eh, sint tinar asa ca dau din bascheti....adica din bocancii de 4 sezoane Garmont Epic, neavind la mine altceva. Este liniste si putina lume pe strazi iar oamenii intilniti ma privesc cam ciudat. Urmez citeva scurtaturi pentru a iesi linga Castelul Peles, apoi mai sus spre Valea pelesului si poteca pavata cu granit, banda albastra spre Stina Regala sau Poiana Stinii. Aproape de iesire in poiana este un izvor care stropeste bine insa reusesc sa umplu un bidon de 1L. Un sandvis imi mai da putere sa continui si deodata din padure apar 2 turisti in tricou in timp ce eu am cam toate hainele pe mine si chiar manusile. Mai departe ajuns pe drumul auto pietruit dau si de primul prospai de zapada inghetata. Urmeaza reintrarea in padure pe linga gardul de sirma ghimpata cu poteca usor deviata pentru ca angajatii PN Bucegi nu stiu sa intretina/curete un traseu. Citeva boscorodiri din partea mea atunci cind trebuie sa ma tirasc pe sub brazii cazuti in urma furtunilor. Undeva mai sus o pereche tinara ramine cam uimita de bagajul meu si ambitia mea crezind ca sint antrenat. Wow, nuuuuu, am doar rabdare pentru a urca. Pe unele zone zapada persista sub forma de gheata. Ies la soare dar si la vint, linga bancuta cu belvedere unde citiva turisti se ospateaza si relaxeaza la inaltime. Trag de mine stiind ca traseul de azi este destul de lung cu diferenta de nivel iar ziua scurta.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ga3FP6df4s/X9UQLUK-UWI/AAAAAAAA3xM/9XALVCu-HFIj6DGr6iEC7aDJBlclAFkUwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2780.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ga3FP6df4s/X9UQLUK-UWI/AAAAAAAA3xM/9XALVCu-HFIj6DGr6iEC7aDJBlclAFkUwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2780.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Rememorez tura in oct 2009 cind urcam pe aici cu Darky. Iarna este cam interzisa iesirea in platoul muntilor pe aceasta parte. Acum este ca si vara. Odata patruns pe zonele plate de la 2000m intilnesc zapada insa nu este nevoie de parazapezi. Rafale de vint prevestesc parca o furtuna. Intind pasul iar mintea deja imi fuge la experientele trecute, abandonul dupa 2-3 zile de stat in refugiul Strunga. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1umpidBZXq0/X9UQWpVmg_I/AAAAAAAA3xQ/k7pZ8NDlkFUnu0WJ7QXk25fNUPV5Hrq_QCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2781.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1umpidBZXq0/X9UQWpVmg_I/AAAAAAAA3xQ/k7pZ8NDlkFUnu0WJ7QXk25fNUPV5Hrq_QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2781.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Zona Pietrei Arse este super aglomerata, masini si turisti din multe locuri ale tarii iar eu sint singurul care nu prea are ce cauta pe acolo, un om cocosat de un rucsac imens care da din miini si picioare. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0FLSiSqBkeA/X9UQiZbRmZI/AAAAAAAA3xU/HO3dvlzDOhgld0qqPJYnM11dkmt8JqOwgCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2783.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0FLSiSqBkeA/X9UQiZbRmZI/AAAAAAAA3xU/HO3dvlzDOhgld0qqPJYnM11dkmt8JqOwgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2783.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Acolo unde incepe soseaua este chiar un tir servind la adapostul unei mici terase cu generator electric. Este frig, oamenii zgribuliti danseaza sau tipa fiindca vintul este stapinul zonei. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azfmylvcx4M/X9UQ6Op8GkI/AAAAAAAA3xc/GkOnWmEILq457xL-wwJak2ar0Si2aKAjQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2784.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azfmylvcx4M/X9UQ6Op8GkI/AAAAAAAA3xc/GkOnWmEILq457xL-wwJak2ar0Si2aKAjQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2784.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Multi turisti fac celebra excursie la Babele, Sfinx si poate Monumentul de pe Caraiman. Trafic mare acum duminica. De aici as putea sa contui spre Pestera pe banda albastra insa imi pare prea monoton sa trec peste cele citeva vilcele ale lui Mos Butmaloi. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FIbkqLi7x5g/X9UROuRENKI/AAAAAAAA3xk/u_voBrxkQR4saAzn0QNPxtc3GrA1nzmagCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2785.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FIbkqLi7x5g/X9UROuRENKI/AAAAAAAA3xk/u_voBrxkQR4saAzn0QNPxtc3GrA1nzmagCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2785.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">cale lunga spre Strunga<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Asa ca ma las inca aproape 2km pina spre Saua Laptici de unde continui pe banda rosie spre Padina. Uff, e aiurea sa mergi pe asfaltul cu mult praf insa odata cu intrarea pe noul segment de al potecii imi mai reinvie pofta de traseu. Mai ales ca servesc repede un sandvisch. Sint uimit ca izvoarele sint inghetate insa sper sa am ceva apa in zona Padina. Traversez o padure cu probleme de sanatate si dupa vreo 1h si ceva pasesc iar pe soseaua Padina-Pestera apoi cobor la terasele si aglomeratia din Padina. Este ora 15, trecute si destul de inorat iar eu obosit. Incerc sa rezist tentatiei de a dormi la stinele din Valea Colti si sa duc traseul pina l refugiu. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tQrLVCn1nYA/X9UdzoI_HvI/AAAAAAAA3xw/jfqSYwVEMVANO2V7yI4g8nE32vow2VZBACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2786.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tQrLVCn1nYA/X9UdzoI_HvI/AAAAAAAA3xw/jfqSYwVEMVANO2V7yI4g8nE32vow2VZBACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2786.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Ultime grupuri de turisti sint curioase de directia mea...apoi merg pina se intuneca. Care-i mirarea? Chiar nu socotiti ca mai am 30min pina la adapost? Cum ar fi sa continui si sa dorm aiurea pe traseu?<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhCgX_6Stss/X9Ud_kE63OI/AAAAAAAA3x0/n5LIref0uWY-5BB1lJ1k0RzSzVSkdMIwQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2787.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhCgX_6Stss/X9Ud_kE63OI/AAAAAAAA3x0/n5LIref0uWY-5BB1lJ1k0RzSzVSkdMIwQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2787.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Gindul meu se duce la o sursa de apa, la topit zapada insa cineva imi confirma ca ar fi zapada suficienta in Strunga. Hai, Hikere, inca un stilp indicator si inca unul, ca poti sa ajungi pe lumina. Uraaaa, pe la 16:45 imi descarc bagajul la refugiu! Urmeaza sa umplu cu zapada o punga si sa intru in contact cu familia. Este ceata si un inceput de viscol circa 50m mai sus in Strunga. Destul de periculos, pericol de ratacire.<p></p><p>Urmeaza hidratare cu supa si aranjarea patului. In adapost este dezinfectant si ceva provizii. Alarma pentru dimineata ar trebui sa sune pe la 5:45 insa viscolul de acum nu prevesteste nimic bun. Hai la somn....</p><p><b>Luni, 30 noiembrie 2020</b></p><p>Dimineata pe intuneric ies afara. Nimic bun, ceata, vint, -8*C si cam totul alb dar in strat subtire. Se pare ca voi fi blocat aici in refugiu. Nu sint prea trist fiindca am oarece conditii si provizii, iar arzatorul lucreaza normal. Intru iar la somn in camera unde apa din ibric a facut putina gheata, iar termometrul indica spre -3*C crescind usor atunci cind incep a gati micul dejun.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iv61gfGWUt4/X9UeSjZ72CI/AAAAAAAA3x8/Q9rnizMwypcpUJBPHJYQI5QGQxySlaoRACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2789.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iv61gfGWUt4/X9UeSjZ72CI/AAAAAAAA3x8/Q9rnizMwypcpUJBPHJYQI5QGQxySlaoRACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2789.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">refugiul Strunga<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Spre miezul zilei aud primele voci. Sint 4 turisti sositi din Moieciu peste vf Bucsa...nu imi vine sa cred ca cineva merge pe o astfel de vreme. Wow..dupa o pauza la caldurica, inainte de plecarea lor, soseste un grup numeros, un fel de alergatori in adidasi si colanti, oameni cam inghetati. Primesc indicatii si pornesc catre Refugiul Batrina. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wfhfv4TQSf8/X9UedHWPGMI/AAAAAAAA3yA/TEjJH-rRvVApqM2u5KwTIGaUlGBpQeTLwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2790.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wfhfv4TQSf8/X9UedHWPGMI/AAAAAAAA3yA/TEjJH-rRvVApqM2u5KwTIGaUlGBpQeTLwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2790.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Brrr, nu as face asa ceva pe vremea asta. Nu prea tirziu, vin alte grupuri si din intimplare si greseala cineva trage zavorul usii, inchizind deci usa, blocindu-ma. Eu stau linistt in sac, stiind ca am oblonul geamului deschis. Urmatorul grup care vine din Canionul Horoabei imi spune cum a gasit usa. Ha, ha...as fi ramas captiv! Oamenii tineri invelesesc si incalzesc locul....Un alt grupulet de 4 pers imi lasa o para imensa. Hai ca ziua trece destul de repede! Poate ca dimineata voi continua, iar cineva imi spune ca vremea insorita dar geroasa este pe drum, planuita pentru ziua urmatoare. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcyX-_IR8T8/X9UevwBLruI/AAAAAAAA3yI/nr0dD6Z5kXIGVUDUbco1TVgSqMSM6XLyACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2791.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcyX-_IR8T8/X9UevwBLruI/AAAAAAAA3yI/nr0dD6Z5kXIGVUDUbco1TVgSqMSM6XLyACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2791.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><p><br />Iata si masa de seara, niste paste fainoase spiralate cu brinza si sos de rosii! Vremea continua cu vinticel si ceata iar din Strunga transmit acelasi mesaj: n-am plecat mai departe. Sint usor crispat, enervat ca vremea ma blocheaza aici. Urmeaza o noapte geroasa afara cu +28*C in sacul de dormit. Lumina din refugiu si incarcatorul ridica moralul, chiar daca doar vechiul telefon Sony Ericson reuseste sa se reincarce. Noapte buna! Si... vom vedea ce imi va aduce ziua urmatoare de 1 decembrie!</p><p>Albumul intregii ture <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/1Ut5htdkCfb544Xz8" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/1Ut5htdkCfb544Xz8</a> <br /></p><p>va urma Partea 2<br /></p><p></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-84710137571877540992020-11-04T18:42:00.005+02:002020-12-11T20:31:41.150+02:00MTB Din valea Buzaului in Valea Teleajenului<p> Inca o tura pe 2 roti facuta de Dan Biker. </p><p>In dimineata zilei de miercuri 4 noiembrie 2020 fiind cu bicicleta linga comuna Pirscov din Jud Buzau, am hotarit sa travesez dealurile catre V Teleajenului. Un traseu nou pentru mine m-a facut demult curios. S-a intimplat ca vremea sa fie stabila, uscata iar eu in conditii optime. <br /></p><p>Plecarea am dat-o dimineata putin dupa ora 8 cind roua inca nu se uscase. Este o toamna cu culori placute. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c6yZ5jFPzQ4/X9OvaoTaRZI/AAAAAAAA3mY/FpIOgC_6prIJuXYH_IZ37pneu-4u_d7GgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_084938.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c6yZ5jFPzQ4/X9OvaoTaRZI/AAAAAAAA3mY/FpIOgC_6prIJuXYH_IZ37pneu-4u_d7GgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_084938.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Pentru inceput evit DN10 si ma indrept spre o zona deluroasa in care s-au adapostit citeva sate. Mentionez Casa Memoriala Vasile Voiculescu, case vechi, panouri electorale si oameni pe fata carora se vede saracia de ani de zile. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3lS5mLUqVNc/X9OvltEF0FI/AAAAAAAA3mc/BU_HgEFEMvsXSeErxGmE7L9cIozTr38jwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_085151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3lS5mLUqVNc/X9OvltEF0FI/AAAAAAAA3mc/BU_HgEFEMvsXSeErxGmE7L9cIozTr38jwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_085151.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Ce nu le-a mers bine? <p></p><p>Drumul urca serios spre surprinderea mea. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-blvXtS3vGUI/X9OvyNUza8I/AAAAAAAA3mg/jMtljb2uv-E_vCSc6mM3Wd40Fx1D_nYCACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_085815.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-blvXtS3vGUI/X9OvyNUza8I/AAAAAAAA3mg/jMtljb2uv-E_vCSc6mM3Wd40Fx1D_nYCACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_085815.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Victoria este undeva la finalul pantei urmind o mica biruinta. Fiecare kilometru trage energie din mine. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7wY9WiYXhA4/X9OwDpbAvHI/AAAAAAAA3mo/r-JLsH4kH6ktrFiZVqiLgMANIWWlRKIiQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_085908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7wY9WiYXhA4/X9OwDpbAvHI/AAAAAAAA3mo/r-JLsH4kH6ktrFiZVqiLgMANIWWlRKIiQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_085908.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Oare de ce nu am mers pe drumul national pina la Cislau? Temperatura scazuta este in beneficiul meu si astfel pot sari peste multe pauze. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cz4kTy4wSoA/X9OwPcKdGvI/AAAAAAAA3ms/63Wjwd4BhYkE055oDiirLbW8JJaRevbdACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_091722.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cz4kTy4wSoA/X9OwPcKdGvI/AAAAAAAA3ms/63Wjwd4BhYkE055oDiirLbW8JJaRevbdACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_091722.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Sint atent sa gasesc locul monumentului natural numit calcarele de la Badila insa nu este deloc semnalizat. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7tBuP0kfrPs/X9OwaLkj_pI/AAAAAAAA3mw/5aSV1yVqdnMAgLcw0nWbAYr3pTgBbsgfwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_092922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7tBuP0kfrPs/X9OwaLkj_pI/AAAAAAAA3mw/5aSV1yVqdnMAgLcw0nWbAYr3pTgBbsgfwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_092922.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Las in urma mici sate ca Palici si Ursoaia. La un moment dat se traverseaza riul Buzau pe un pod facut din tuburi de beton si o balastiera. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWbv1CmCcZ0/X9OwkuP3GuI/AAAAAAAA3m0/rP8J6H_Ib4w2CdJe52_Twvr5cVmMnPNUwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_093246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWbv1CmCcZ0/X9OwkuP3GuI/AAAAAAAA3m0/rP8J6H_Ib4w2CdJe52_Twvr5cVmMnPNUwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_093246.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmeaza un drum pe linga case de tigani din Viperesti si iesirea in arealul comunei Cislau insa departe de centrul localitatii. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71_Xi7Gj5hM/X9Ow0c1WK_I/AAAAAAAA3m4/X-Dk6cHH2u8HZSz38YkulkBndt7cqR6YQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_094833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71_Xi7Gj5hM/X9Ow0c1WK_I/AAAAAAAA3m4/X-Dk6cHH2u8HZSz38YkulkBndt7cqR6YQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_094833.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Undeva pe stinga este herghelia din Cislau si o multime de cai. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBPRt5djrbs/X9OxmUDSv3I/AAAAAAAA3nI/UYAjpT9cob0C80Zqj77xoCoExxzlLbfIwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_101023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBPRt5djrbs/X9OxmUDSv3I/AAAAAAAA3nI/UYAjpT9cob0C80Zqj77xoCoExxzlLbfIwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_101023.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />In fata unui restaurant ma opresc si spre bucuria mea gasesc o retea de wifi. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ezH4Ns1PNTQ/X9Oxxrih-HI/AAAAAAAA3nM/01MyDNEyivc14nloPat3wa0Yxv1VPfb7gCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_102229.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ezH4Ns1PNTQ/X9Oxxrih-HI/AAAAAAAA3nM/01MyDNEyivc14nloPat3wa0Yxv1VPfb7gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_102229.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmeaza sa tranzitez prin Cislau, statie de carburant, magazine si banci... <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oWWDuUmtSsw/X9Oz4ECqdHI/AAAAAAAA3nY/qat4Fe4G2rohyoX2cT7tiWRCgWFeznUQgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_104243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oWWDuUmtSsw/X9Oz4ECqdHI/AAAAAAAA3nY/qat4Fe4G2rohyoX2cT7tiWRCgWFeznUQgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_104243.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Apoi mai sus se face spre stinga drumul catre Valenii de munte urmind riul Bisca Chiojdului. De aici traficul de masini se reduce si pot pedala fara teama. Undeva la intrarea pe un drum ce duce la o biserica este un cap proaspat de tap. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pYecdwraax4/X9O0S188SrI/AAAAAAAA3ng/tr4gPEGLrVECkNGFXuBNs7O8FyXJrvZwwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_110737.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pYecdwraax4/X9O0S188SrI/AAAAAAAA3ng/tr4gPEGLrVECkNGFXuBNs7O8FyXJrvZwwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_110737.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Case tiganesti sub forma de palate se regasesc pe ambele parti ale drumului insa nu-mi permit sa le fac poze. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f6kYgtQJe4k/X9O1BVbeGXI/AAAAAAAA3ns/i3cHAjtab_oaknRBDpbod7j51UTPDph9QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_124955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f6kYgtQJe4k/X9O1BVbeGXI/AAAAAAAA3ns/i3cHAjtab_oaknRBDpbod7j51UTPDph9QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_124955.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Sate precum Bisceni, Calvini si Zeletin la limita judetelor si Tirlesti ramin in urma dupa care ajuns la o intersectie unde se gaseste un bar, fac stinga pe un drum in panta mare si serpentine conducind spre Gogeasca. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvB_vYlJsiE/X9O1NDiJKBI/AAAAAAAA3nw/tl3SYLpEXZIovLjie8lpcDuVEYDG6XcIwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_130526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvB_vYlJsiE/X9O1NDiJKBI/AAAAAAAA3nw/tl3SYLpEXZIovLjie8lpcDuVEYDG6XcIwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_130526.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Un localnic cu berea in mina imi striga sa dau tare la deal. Hm...incerc sa nu il dezamagesc si sper sa nu ma vada cind voi opri la jumatatea pantei. Si uite asa, pe cumpana apelor intilnesc niste catei infometati carora le dau aproape o franzela. Unii maninca dintr-un animal, posibil vreun alt ciine mort. Of, ce inseamna sa fi infometat ! Case superbe asezate intr-un peisaj de vis. Citeva imobile sint puse in vinzare. De aici inainte drumul nu mai pune probleme de urcare. Vremea insorita se incadreaza in pisaj si daca as fi avut sac de dormit cu mine, as mai fi ramas pe aici. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KC8b13x9zuo/X9O1aVcX1lI/AAAAAAAA3n0/r-eEIGZ9bAsOu0qA-u27l5Gdfo5RcNfpwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_130923.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KC8b13x9zuo/X9O1aVcX1lI/AAAAAAAA3n0/r-eEIGZ9bAsOu0qA-u27l5Gdfo5RcNfpwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_130923.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dar amiaza ma indeamna sa dau continuu din pedale prin Carbunesti, Surani si Soimari unde o cruce imensa pe virful unui deal inalt atrage atentia oricarui ochi. Oh, ce meleaguri deosebite despre care nu stiam ca exista in judetul Prahova. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EzeSjNlH-sg/X9O1n9yfYkI/AAAAAAAA3n4/NvoMO3rt3GgKWRwj8xcmBnsAdPrbdRkGQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_134551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EzeSjNlH-sg/X9O1n9yfYkI/AAAAAAAA3n4/NvoMO3rt3GgKWRwj8xcmBnsAdPrbdRkGQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_134551.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />De kilometri buni cobor in lungul riului Lopatnita, putin sarat , care se duce prin numeroase meandre tocmai in Cricovul Sarat spre Urlati. Alte 2 sate in drumul meu, Magura si Matita pina n zona de semicimpie a comunei Podenii Noi. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZ1VVAb9-EE/X9O1z9EGISI/AAAAAAAA3n8/MJ0uEM1j1n4YpoIVpLgyjLaMJWGnftmsQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_134602.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZ1VVAb9-EE/X9O1z9EGISI/AAAAAAAA3n8/MJ0uEM1j1n4YpoIVpLgyjLaMJWGnftmsQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_134602.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Un carutas transporta 2 butoaie cu apa sarata, luata de la un izvor din zona, servind la pregatirea conservelor de iarna si chiar a suncii.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyR3SwzjYLc/X9O1-zLRz5I/AAAAAAAA3oA/kvfCDzOWMk0xzHifYNLT6yLzVBc_Aj2jgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201103_201503.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyR3SwzjYLc/X9O1-zLRz5I/AAAAAAAA3oA/kvfCDzOWMk0xzHifYNLT6yLzVBc_Aj2jgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201103_201503.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Masa de seara si de prinz: napi prajiti, salata si mamaliga<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><p>Dupa o pauza pe un cimp in Podenii Noi, optez sa continui traseul pe niste drumuri de tractor si asfalt dar mai necirculate, spre Podeni Vechi apoi Satul Nou cu iesire in Lipanesti de unde am vreo 3km de trotuar. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31ESfupkxfA/X9O2TY_ZHRI/AAAAAAAA3oI/75z3uLNr6y4zgLGnOxowtnGWWf--g9ejQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201104_154724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31ESfupkxfA/X9O2TY_ZHRI/AAAAAAAA3oI/75z3uLNr6y4zgLGnOxowtnGWWf--g9ejQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201104_154724.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Tranzitez oraelul Boldesti si Scaieni unde un profesor a finantat construirea unei statui a Libertatii dar in miniatura. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gG9mi6oO8xc/X9O6B2OybKI/AAAAAAAA3ok/-bGE27dg-Iw0oF9wxkjjBRFL1anHyO_vQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200820_155600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gG9mi6oO8xc/X9O6B2OybKI/AAAAAAAA3ok/-bGE27dg-Iw0oF9wxkjjBRFL1anHyO_vQCPcBGAsYHg/s320/20200820_155600.jpg" /></a></div><br />Incepe a se intuneca insa sosesc in timp util la Blejoi, o comuna din vecinatatea nordica a municipiului Ploiesti. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E3q9zQylb8M/X9O2jELZU6I/AAAAAAAA3oQ/xOoW1Tqwx4YEb4uu0abitR0q61t1YwPigCPcBGAsYHg/s966/capture-endomondo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="721" data-original-width="966" height="299" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E3q9zQylb8M/X9O2jELZU6I/AAAAAAAA3oQ/xOoW1Tqwx4YEb4uu0abitR0q61t1YwPigCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h299/capture-endomondo.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Dupa 95km si un rucsac de 15kg sosesc acasa aproape sfirsit insa perele si gutuile gasite pe drum cred ca au meritat antrenamentul.<p></p><p>Iata albumul foto integral <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/9gKidKeHkudV6c8J7" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/9gKidKeHkudV6c8J7</a><br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-48200634500270121572020-10-22T22:33:00.595+03:002020-12-10T15:19:12.685+02:00MTB 21-22 OCTOMBRIE 2020 Grohotis Sud-Nord<p> O tura mult visata.... doream sa repet pe 2 roti trecerea peste Muntii Grohotis si asteptam ca turmele de oi sa paraseasca meleagurile si pasunile de acolo. Pindesc vremea, si iar astept. Oare ce-i mai important pentru mine? Sa merg in Siriu sau in Grohotis sau in Iezer? Optez pentru o dificultate medie si pentru un traseu partial cunoscut. </p><p>Asa ca ma decid pentru Muntii Grohotis..dar cum? Traseul imi e conditionat de programul unui magazin de seminte localizat in Sacele. Oare cum sa-l cuprind in program? sa vin din Valea Azugii? Parca suna mai interesant si greu sa plec in viteza la deal de la Ploiesti spre Varbilau si Stefesti. Va fi un drum matinal pe asfalt destul de linistit ca si trafic. Buuun, avem un plan, hai la drum Bikere!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z4P1oRQSTLI/X7WEn7DQrnI/AAAAAAAA3cY/m2xx54LatlYmCjDFc1YO3YdGJgOJDgs0wCPcBGAsYHg/s973/capture-endomondo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="719" data-original-width="973" height="295" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z4P1oRQSTLI/X7WEn7DQrnI/AAAAAAAA3cY/m2xx54LatlYmCjDFc1YO3YdGJgOJDgs0wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h295/capture-endomondo.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><b>Miercuri, 21 OCTOMBRIE 2020</b></p><p>Dimineata racoroasa cu geamurile masinilor inghetate dar si cu cimpurile acoperite cu bruma. Brrr, ce mai dimineata. Asadar cu manusile pe degete si fesul pe cap, incep a pedala cu un rucsac greoi cu sac de dormit, arzator, apa si merinde pentru 2-3 zile. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oeErtH4HNY4/X7WE6rJq58I/AAAAAAAA3cg/eDm0J4WerY88QgEWlEo_4gPTBQ5jKT7xACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_094806.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oeErtH4HNY4/X7WE6rJq58I/AAAAAAAA3cg/eDm0J4WerY88QgEWlEo_4gPTBQ5jKT7xACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_094806.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Drumul coifului de Aur</td></tr></tbody></table>Incerc a mai ocoli drumurile cu trafic si din Gageni fug prin padurea oraselului Plopeni apoi spre Cotofenesti unde descopar directia spre un traseu interesant, Drumul Coifului de Aur. Hm, de cercetat! Pe la 1900 niste copii au gasit un coif vechi de 700g AUR, acum aflindu-se la muzeu. Localnicii isi cumpara varza pentru murat si cereale pentru animale. Reusesc sa ma incalzesc binisor abia pe la Varbilau. Pe acest drum nu am mai fost cu bicicleta din mai 2015. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0udzBu-S34E/X7WFHL7OqfI/AAAAAAAA3ck/qK7HWwyZHXEA8wwdObT8tqEgPj_Plh85gCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_105122.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0udzBu-S34E/X7WFHL7OqfI/AAAAAAAA3ck/qK7HWwyZHXEA8wwdObT8tqEgPj_Plh85gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_105122.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Hai la deal imi zic si nimeresc pe o panta accentuata ce duce in Bertea(km 34). Citeva carute si masini vechi imi reamintesc ca sint intr-un sat de munte aproape de padure. Minune mare, gasesc un afis electoral lipit in toamna lui 2012, parte a PPDD Dan Diaconescu. Este un sat cochet cu multe flori la portile caselor, pomi fructiferi si animale domestice pascind ultimele fire de iarba. Citeva mere cazute peste un gard isi iau drumul ranitei mele. Curind drumul se transforma intr-unul de piatra, de fapt un utilaj taseaza pietrisul iar eu pedalez mai greu. Iata ca in drum spre Lutul Rosu prind un tractor care trage o remorca burdusita cu merinde pentru vreo ferma. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VfXerLTea14/X7bF19_uQ9I/AAAAAAAA3cw/mdvFJmC8cL860vfPoFwoxBrolXVpKraVgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_123343.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VfXerLTea14/X7bF19_uQ9I/AAAAAAAA3cw/mdvFJmC8cL860vfPoFwoxBrolXVpKraVgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_123343.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />De ce ii spune Lutul Rosu? Poate ar fi trebuit sa se numeasca si Lutul Verde intrucit versantii de lut au culoare rosiatica sau chiar vernil. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2EouaiDdAqI/X7bGCrGlv5I/AAAAAAAA3c0/3pO164zu1Osqappfxfb6jw9saCOHSLKBgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_123352.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2EouaiDdAqI/X7bGCrGlv5I/AAAAAAAA3c0/3pO164zu1Osqappfxfb6jw9saCOHSLKBgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_123352.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Este tare frumos aici pe dealurile salbatice , citeva livezi batrine, 3 case, pasuni si din pacate 2 tractoare remorcind la vale 2 remorci cu lemn. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-Onk1Y4uC8/X7bGSoACJcI/AAAAAAAA3c8/cUnxwI-9cKkIAWRK8EaIn_38xS9Ega8zACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_125824.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-Onk1Y4uC8/X7bGSoACJcI/AAAAAAAA3c8/cUnxwI-9cKkIAWRK8EaIn_38xS9Ega8zACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_125824.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Catunul Lutu Rosu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Poposesc pentru un prinz rapid constient ca urmeaza intrarea in padure, cu noroi din pricina tractoarelor si a lipsei unei poteci clare. Pina seara trebuie sa ajung la stinele din Radila/Clabucet.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7UvZhTip6o/X7bGmIpSPNI/AAAAAAAA3dE/e6SqEqauob88M73-RAQ8wLw1tx8ADye7wCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_134757.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7UvZhTip6o/X7bGmIpSPNI/AAAAAAAA3dE/e6SqEqauob88M73-RAQ8wLw1tx8ADye7wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_134757.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Noroi<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p> Curind sosesc intr-o poiana cu un fost adapost al tapinarilor. Aici probabil a fost un punct de preluare a lemnului. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DOmvjZZL6X8/X7bG47Q4ENI/AAAAAAAA3dQ/fvBG-wSM23oofec_ebshoIluGZgcDAT1QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_135758.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DOmvjZZL6X8/X7bG47Q4ENI/AAAAAAAA3dQ/fvBG-wSM23oofec_ebshoIluGZgcDAT1QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_135758.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Mai departe drumul marcat pe google maps cu DJ101T cam dispare din teren. Ma opresc la timp intrucit drumul bine conturat coboara la stinga, probabil in Pietriceaua. Se aud zgomote ale exploatarilor. Multe noroaie. Offf ce de banditi! Natura va suferi mult iar noi oamenii enorm! Disting o linie printre copaci insa nu este de pedalat. Linia traseului sepuieste greoi spre coama muntelui si undeva pe dreapta intr-o poienita sint citiva cai insa traseul meu nu trece pe acolo. Inca un push-bike in forta si poposesc pe coama dealului. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YBmCmr0fyB4/X7bHscyWJtI/AAAAAAAA3dc/mmJT9CiRXBoFlXT0WcGHYABGpWef0ZAWQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_142512.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YBmCmr0fyB4/X7bHscyWJtI/AAAAAAAA3dc/mmJT9CiRXBoFlXT0WcGHYABGpWef0ZAWQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_142512.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />De aici sper sa merg pe bicicleta. Dar mai intii voi lua o pauza. Curind din luminis se zaresc Bucegii de la Furnica la Costila. Wow, aici as ramine mai mult insa timpul a trecut. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Fy5P7HfVtw/X7bI73x30TI/AAAAAAAA3do/agzXok9olvoGNLMLcPOkyPKbcVMIec2vgCPcBGAsYHg/s2576/20201021_145511.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Fy5P7HfVtw/X7bI73x30TI/AAAAAAAA3do/agzXok9olvoGNLMLcPOkyPKbcVMIec2vgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/20201021_145511.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Partial pedalez pe drumul de culme si intr-un final sosesc la Crucea-monument de pe traseul sat Pietriceaua. Pe aici am mai fost in explorare la finalul lunii mai 2015. Continui pe traseul Moto-Enduro care urmeaza o culme de deasupra unui afluent al Riului Doftana. Portiuni de noroi sau zone periculoase ma obliga sa merg si pe picioare. Deodata ajung intr-o zona de parchet in lucru si apoi la 3 tapinari cu un taff. Oamenii sint oarecum mirati de prezenta mea. In zona, drumul trece si pe la citeva izvoare, de retinut celor care doresc sa umple recipientul. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-spEkVdM1Ong/X7jipbXP51I/AAAAAAAA3d8/jgC4Q8ZnBv0b5fe5yZfF8_JdnsNBwLK7QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_151646.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-spEkVdM1Ong/X7jipbXP51I/AAAAAAAA3d8/jgC4Q8ZnBv0b5fe5yZfF8_JdnsNBwLK7QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_151646.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Exista si o retragere din munte pe partea stinga catre lacul de baraj al Doftanei. Din dreapta sosesc alte culmi dragalase si interesant de explorat, chiar cu marcaje forestiere. Stiu ca in zona, in 2015 am gasit un adapost vechi insa acum nu il mai regasesc. Urmez un drum de taf mai abrupt care ma conduce intr-o zona devastata de furtuna. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKqFwnniNJk/X7jicGeGmFI/AAAAAAAA3d4/nrccCIiXTW4uj9oP9AY9HjqWBkpXbxPPQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_163956.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKqFwnniNJk/X7jicGeGmFI/AAAAAAAA3d4/nrccCIiXTW4uj9oP9AY9HjqWBkpXbxPPQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_163956.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Off, am dat de greu, este 16:40 si prea multa lumina nu mai am. Sa abandonez planul? Am sac de dormit iar lemnele sint destul de uscate asa ca as putea dormi pe aceste meleaguri salbatice. Hai sa-mi creez un traseu pe la poalele pomilor doboriti. Imi iau bicicleta la umerii presati de rucsac si trag de crengi. Numai banditii sint de vina....oamenii prin defrisari netinute sub control au stimulat intensificarea furtunilor. Oare cit timp voi fi nevoit sa lupt cu jungla? <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j8G9Dk2oKDE/X7jktsLZQRI/AAAAAAAA3eI/bGtPvcbaX6gMvtTDnSAcJTHgF-_Ad52xgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_164941.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j8G9Dk2oKDE/X7jktsLZQRI/AAAAAAAA3eI/bGtPvcbaX6gMvtTDnSAcJTHgF-_Ad52xgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_164941.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">16:50 sub stina Ytong<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Eh, in scurt timp ies la luminis, un gol subalpin, probabil cu stina veche cu nailoane ytong pe galben. Treptat, recunosc locatia si cotesc stinga pina sosesc la stina. Mai am 1 ora de lumina buna. Oare sa ramin aici? sa dau adapostul relativ bun pe continuarea unui traseu necunoscut? <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zFm5ze9RPvg/X7jldQaxnpI/AAAAAAAA3eQ/Pv5Nb6aPNIwL-amuQIro6Jgm-KVheFN4ACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_170246.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zFm5ze9RPvg/X7jldQaxnpI/AAAAAAAA3eQ/Pv5Nb6aPNIwL-amuQIro6Jgm-KVheFN4ACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_170246.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Doboriturile sint pe dreapta<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Zaresc si culmi mai inalte cu directie oarecum diferita fata de traseul meu de pe telefon. Ma abtin de la a devia de pe traseu si incerc sa pastrez linia mai ciudata a drumului de caruta ce reintra in padure. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jm5421lJP50/X7jmosB806I/AAAAAAAA3ec/u3JP0lWA0LELO-w9btcV-ed_eC_0t20OwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_170625.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jm5421lJP50/X7jmosB806I/AAAAAAAA3ec/u3JP0lWA0LELO-w9btcV-ed_eC_0t20OwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_170625.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Iata si stina de unde eu in 2015 la ora 9 seara am inceput sa cobor aiurea intr-un canion catre satul Tesila. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yshJJC2w1MA/X7jrh9Nu1VI/AAAAAAAA3eo/egyIhP75KygK8ZaSB5Aeuscx97t97ckvQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_171312.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yshJJC2w1MA/X7jrh9Nu1VI/AAAAAAAA3eo/egyIhP75KygK8ZaSB5Aeuscx97t97ckvQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_171312.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">O scurta gustare la lumina soarelui intr-un loc romantic<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Iata si tentatia mea pe unde eram gata sa merg acum crezind ca as scurta pina la vf Radila Mare. Dupa Stina se reintra in padure pe un drum de pamint. Se coboara destul de abrupt si oarecum ma doare sufletul sa stiu ca pierd din inaltimea cistigata cu truda. Sint intr-o padure de molizi care se transforma in fag pina intr-o sa de unde se coboara spre Tesila pe DJ101T. Incep iar a urca destul de pieptis si apoi chiar abrupt ca abia imi stau bocancii pe pamint. Dar daca era moala? Trebuia sa ma tractez cu vreun troliu. Gps-ul imi spune ca sint aproape de luminis. Tocmai bine fiindca in padure abia se mai vede. Oleee! <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f_o8kXOeI8g/X7j4oGohmcI/AAAAAAAA3e0/2lF2ieN7MAk83AhRKtcOtcvHfqiRlq3fACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_181137.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f_o8kXOeI8g/X7j4oGohmcI/AAAAAAAA3e0/2lF2ieN7MAk83AhRKtcOtcvHfqiRlq3fACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_181137.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Golul Clabucetului cu coborire spre Tesila<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Sint in golul alpin si banuiesc ca in zona gasesc ceva adapost. Drumuri vechi de iarba duc spre culmea principala a muntilor Grohotis spre vf radilelor. Ma opresc in zona celor 2 adaposturi la km 59 de la Ploiesti, 1358m altitudine. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SkGlXH8Jwpo/X7j6Gq3BcVI/AAAAAAAA3fA/5vvE5wllPGcF41uFAADSxkojEtFv5pc2ACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_181928.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SkGlXH8Jwpo/X7j6Gq3BcVI/AAAAAAAA3fA/5vvE5wllPGcF41uFAADSxkojEtFv5pc2ACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_181928.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1358m, km 59, Clabucetul<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Verific cladirile si o aleg pe cea mai aproape de poteca. Nu am nimic pe jos decit pamint. Incep sa string iarba si sa formez un pat. Usa se inchide cu o sirma, hai ca iese super confortabil. Aprind primusul si fac de mincare. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XnnrHHYylU/X7j7C4Fd0gI/AAAAAAAA3fM/Ft-_EHvFXTEYoVQrj1C7DyF1SPkABJUWACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_184812.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XnnrHHYylU/X7j7C4Fd0gI/AAAAAAAA3fM/Ft-_EHvFXTEYoVQrj1C7DyF1SPkABJUWACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_184812.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">18:50<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br />Afara este senin si se zaresc luminitele din Tesila. Putin spre sud catre o deschidere am semnal de telefon! Ce bine! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qch3YRKB6nA/X7j_NVK1eFI/AAAAAAAA3fc/ZW9ux2Tu-9gseHZsELH-l-gKVWRggz9XgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201021_194237.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qch3YRKB6nA/X7j_NVK1eFI/AAAAAAAA3fc/ZW9ux2Tu-9gseHZsELH-l-gKVWRggz9XgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201021_194237.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Rezolv problemele si ma bag la somn. Peste noapte imi cam dispare somnul, un semn ca totusi nu am fost obosit suficient.<p></p><p><b>Joi 22 OCTOMBRIE 2020</b></p><p>In timp ce pregatesc ceaiul si budinca trag cu ochiul la rasarit! </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f986DGr82oA/X7j-_EUa63I/AAAAAAAA3fY/7kQ1WZ10uN8J9VVsZUwAeatrLJoXc1uIgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_072936.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f986DGr82oA/X7j-_EUa63I/AAAAAAAA3fY/7kQ1WZ10uN8J9VVsZUwAeatrLJoXc1uIgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_072936.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">7:29<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Nu e frig deloc in comparatie cu ziua anterioara. Incep sa pregatesc plecarea, bicicleta este inca buna si la ora 8 ies afara din adapost. Citeva lemne gasite pe sol le-am pus sprijinite de peretii refugiului pentru a sta uscate. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OaIuRR5wxOY/X7j_8wJ8gMI/AAAAAAAA3fo/XEsganYyA-g6WfvW7ent2Al0obbtE_PIACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_083022.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OaIuRR5wxOY/X7j_8wJ8gMI/AAAAAAAA3fo/XEsganYyA-g6WfvW7ent2Al0obbtE_PIACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_083022.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">8:30 vedere spre sud <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Poate cineva le va folosi, ori chiar eu la iarna intr-o tura cu rachetele de zapada. Pe stinga las coborirea pe banda albastra catre Tesila, drum pe care l-am parcurs in 12 nov 2018 cu bicicleta venind din Maneciu si Bratocea. Pe sol vad inghetata o labuta de urs. Schimb viteza si trag tare pentru a iesi din zona minata de catre urs. Peisajul se deschide....sint super incintat ca am ajuns aici. De la caciula trec la sapca si iar la fes, functie de cum bate vintul. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-64Ve-TqXF0U/X7kBoMxYIZI/AAAAAAAA3f0/tztaitDVe-4zgEPlDs3SztzB7Q562HxbACPcBGAsYHg/s4976/20201022_083110.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="512" data-original-width="4976" height="41" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-64Ve-TqXF0U/X7kBoMxYIZI/AAAAAAAA3f0/tztaitDVe-4zgEPlDs3SztzB7Q562HxbACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h41/20201022_083110.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Panorama<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Citeva pojghite de gheata la suprafata unor balti ne da semn ca vara e trecuta. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_wuMVCXZfQ/X7kCKAjb4wI/AAAAAAAA3f8/KVgGH-NUyoEQmL67g8V65cP_fcnMPCQrQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_084704.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_wuMVCXZfQ/X7kCKAjb4wI/AAAAAAAA3f8/KVgGH-NUyoEQmL67g8V65cP_fcnMPCQrQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_084704.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">spre vf Grohotis<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Mai departe urmeaza multe dealuri ciclabile cu ocolirea vf Radila Mare si a altora nemarcate. Din pacate nu sint surse de apa in zona crestei. Ma bazez totusi pe firisorul de apa de sub vf Grohotis. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ULa6Uiti6k/X7kEf18Fb9I/AAAAAAAA3gI/e2SMrC3qYFQaaNM_pwuWp2nUnKjU5Y09wCPcBGAsYHg/s3888/20201022_085235.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="3888" height="66" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ULa6Uiti6k/X7kEf18Fb9I/AAAAAAAA3gI/e2SMrC3qYFQaaNM_pwuWp2nUnKjU5Y09wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h66/20201022_085235.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Mai am castraveti si mere si nu e nici caldura mare. Sint destule portiuni unde jeepurile nu au ce cauta. Am amintiri placute din Gohotis(aprilie 2012, nov 2018, ian2020), o zona salbatica de unde se vad numai munti.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i3znZcTbJTI/X7kGnCgV4II/AAAAAAAA3gU/uxcco0IeYHwuacmP88KaMNGbsjGMqktVgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_085925.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i3znZcTbJTI/X7kGnCgV4II/AAAAAAAA3gU/uxcco0IeYHwuacmP88KaMNGbsjGMqktVgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_085925.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ora 9-locul de vis unde doream sa dorm cu bicicleta<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Iata si o stina deosebita unde BuniCool Moldoveanu State a dormit de Ziua Unirii cind ne-am intilnit. Nefiind luna plina aseara am renuntat sa continui traseul pina aici. Continui si deodata in valea din stinga se aud oile si un strigat al ciobanului. Iata unii indrzneti care inca mai pasuneaza la final de octombrie. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7dchUiYuUk/X7kInM7qXxI/AAAAAAAA3gg/q_EJlux8y7AkFT6eZGExlNoIqbjcgZkzQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_094112.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7dchUiYuUk/X7kInM7qXxI/AAAAAAAA3gg/q_EJlux8y7AkFT6eZGExlNoIqbjcgZkzQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_094112.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Apare Ciucasul<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />In dreapta apare vf Nebunului apoi antena din zona lui si Lacul Maneciu de pe riul Teleajen. Urme de roti ale unui vehicul puternic, vreun camion vechi, insotesc acest drum.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AVPC6CzngA/X7kJXfrYzsI/AAAAAAAA3gs/VH3B4HIsZNU5hnVhnRCNYy49vewt7OHUwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_094856.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AVPC6CzngA/X7kJXfrYzsI/AAAAAAAA3gs/VH3B4HIsZNU5hnVhnRCNYy49vewt7OHUwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_094856.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Imagini deosebite spre Neamtu si Bucegi<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Este un drum ce bucura ochiul si sufletul. L-as repeta anual. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jmxMgMEi7qQ/X7kJzKtrF6I/AAAAAAAA3g0/cX1m6Z66nAgZY1LhAiNVs0IMJryuycASQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_100847.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jmxMgMEi7qQ/X7kJzKtrF6I/AAAAAAAA3g0/cX1m6Z66nAgZY1LhAiNVs0IMJryuycASQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_100847.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Iata vf Grohotis si stina in care am dormit in weekendul Unirii<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Este o temperatura placuta, destul de racoare cit sa nu fiarba motorul fara apa suficienta. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1vg0gR_O79s/X7kKVnWLi_I/AAAAAAAA3hA/6ylKSdV-iEocqpBkkLiI-YqJfJT1Aqi5QCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_101906.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1vg0gR_O79s/X7kKVnWLi_I/AAAAAAAA3hA/6ylKSdV-iEocqpBkkLiI-YqJfJT1Aqi5QCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_101906.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lacul Maneciu<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Sint multe locuri de fotografiat insa timpul trece si mi-as dori sa ajung la Sacele inainte de inchiderea magazinului de seminte. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A716zNQLs_I/X7kL2cCn8II/AAAAAAAA3hM/Ed6gX5s9-gAwZK4u14tS5CbIaN1wvnEcACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_112741.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A716zNQLs_I/X7kL2cCn8II/AAAAAAAA3hM/Ed6gX5s9-gAwZK4u14tS5CbIaN1wvnEcACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_112741.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Si inca mai am nevoie de energie sa depasesc vf Grohotis, de asta data pe la poalele lui. In zona virfului, pe versantul estic, mica vegetatie de ienupar este arsa si nu inteleg motivul. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XCwroKqhaU0/X7kMjZfW9VI/AAAAAAAA3hU/OJuAIg_KhJoydt2jbMBICNy-CcgBjl1TwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_113435.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XCwroKqhaU0/X7kMjZfW9VI/AAAAAAAA3hU/OJuAIg_KhJoydt2jbMBICNy-CcgBjl1TwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_113435.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />La nord de Vf Grohotis schimb directia urmind traseul catre Sloeru Marcusanu si Pasul Predelus. Este practic un picior vestic al Muntelui Bobu, numit si muntele Vaii Negre, cumpana apelor Tirlungului. Urmeaza o coborire frumoasa, destul de abrupta pe care iau o trinta cu bicicleta peste mine. Stilpii de lemn adica marcajele sint foarte rare. Pentru stilpii cazuti, ma opresc si incerc sa-i asez in groapa deja facuta. Pesemne ca voluntarii nu au reusit sa fixeze corect stilpii de lemn si ma intreb cum ar fi aici pe ceata, cu zapada si doar cu harta si busola. Pilonii de lemn sint foarte rari si majoritatea scosi din gropi, cred eu. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_balOrrF5Vo/X7wADmRlPXI/AAAAAAAA3hg/9rq0sX-vDqARCu-dFhu15Jy1tWrXTNtngCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_114656.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_balOrrF5Vo/X7wADmRlPXI/AAAAAAAA3hg/9rq0sX-vDqARCu-dFhu15Jy1tWrXTNtngCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_114656.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tesla Ciucasului iar in vale este o cabana</td></tr></tbody></table><br />In adincul Vaii Tirlungului se afla Cabana Capra pe un drum forestier. Intregul munte Grohotis trebuie mai bine valorificat insa nu s-au alocat resurse suficiente. Dintr-o sa larga cu urme de cauciucuri de camion si zona de stine fac dreapta pe sub o culme uriasa care se intersecteaza cu Zanoaga Eforiei. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUHOZ5ko44o/X7wBD4OV-vI/AAAAAAAA3hs/6F2_G0ZtmRUwkq2w9uVrdJtrnMJEepj1wCPcBGAsYHg/s2864/20201022_114728.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="672" data-original-width="2864" height="94" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUHOZ5ko44o/X7wBD4OV-vI/AAAAAAAA3hs/6F2_G0ZtmRUwkq2w9uVrdJtrnMJEepj1wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h94/20201022_114728.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Drum lung. Oare fara bicicleta cit as face?<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Deslusesc undeva ascuns un marcaj si la 1minut din seuta ma opresc la un izvor. Wow. Continui pe versant cu pedalare greoaie si apoi intru putin in padure.Am 2 munti de trecut: Cioara si Urlatelul.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w9cL42IZC7A/X7wCNSTwLVI/AAAAAAAA3h4/O3k2jmou1cY-Tjc2nsU_VcXsEwNj3GcegCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_120859.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w9cL42IZC7A/X7wCNSTwLVI/AAAAAAAA3h4/O3k2jmou1cY-Tjc2nsU_VcXsEwNj3GcegCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_120859.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Drumul este placut si ma astept sa nu mai intimpin greutati. Realitatea este alta....multe si istovitoare urcari si coboriri pe linga bicicleta, orientare greoaie, la noroc, frunze multe care nu ma lasa sa pedalez si caldura mare... Undeva intr-un gol alpin cu un mamelon stincos apare problema de orientare. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8EQCI04RyY/X7wDBsWVQCI/AAAAAAAA3iE/n2VMOaaFiAow5_kE0CKA9b-08YPj4iRBQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_120905.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8EQCI04RyY/X7wDBsWVQCI/AAAAAAAA3iE/n2VMOaaFiAow5_kE0CKA9b-08YPj4iRBQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_120905.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmeaza o coborire pe bolovani, destul de abrupta si chiar echilibrstica pe linga bicicleta. Virful Grohotis este tot mai departe, ramas in urma. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv_wK5TW_E8/X7wTjL70sbI/AAAAAAAA3iQ/DFOqAIqobGYmfMdB5cuIMd4iM1ykXElFwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_122923.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv_wK5TW_E8/X7wTjL70sbI/AAAAAAAA3iQ/DFOqAIqobGYmfMdB5cuIMd4iM1ykXElFwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_122923.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Astept cu interes sa depasesc Sloeru Marcusanu si coborirea la Predelus. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTUhSBcdHFg/X7wVhDPqlAI/AAAAAAAA3ic/rKjueBMCZkgheMLI-ntETh0BSJefn-cggCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_125401.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTUhSBcdHFg/X7wVhDPqlAI/AAAAAAAA3ic/rKjueBMCZkgheMLI-ntETh0BSJefn-cggCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_125401.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Dar pina atunci ies intr-o poiana cu o stina mica iar o vulpe isi schimba directia atunci cind ma vede. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-64BCK7PJuTs/X7wV4_uDBrI/AAAAAAAA3ik/eOPncshgSjEUFsb7eRXQQrBO98IKbBqvACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_131842.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-64BCK7PJuTs/X7wV4_uDBrI/AAAAAAAA3ik/eOPncshgSjEUFsb7eRXQQrBO98IKbBqvACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_131842.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bolovanul marcat<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Am de urcat o imensa cocoasa pe a carei linie se vad vreo 2-3 stilpi de lemn. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-riga15k9kxQ/X7wXvH2FsXI/AAAAAAAA3iw/NrJRtNi_eUwRdh41baoZQFJOPnNQh2GkgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_131851.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-riga15k9kxQ/X7wXvH2FsXI/AAAAAAAA3iw/NrJRtNi_eUwRdh41baoZQFJOPnNQh2GkgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_131851.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">De aici se coboara pe vilcelul din imagine<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />De pe fiecare culme ramin cu amintiri placute si poze pline de virfuri. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a60XQjoP5x4/X7wZ85Z1xoI/AAAAAAAA3i8/VE0udZe60TUF8eSvevWZ4x9QUQvOA5lQACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_134947.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a60XQjoP5x4/X7wZ85Z1xoI/AAAAAAAA3i8/VE0udZe60TUF8eSvevWZ4x9QUQvOA5lQACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_134947.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />De peste deal se aud zgomote de utilaj si cred eu ca se lucreaza la noul drum de peste Pasul Predelus. Undeva la o margine de padure este o stina cocheta. Se aici marcajul urca pe fata muntelui imens al lui Sloeru insa soarele puternic m-ar cam topi asa ca de la stina prind un drmeag care curind duce in boscheti. Ufff, trag de crengi la greu pina sosesc intre ienuperii de sub virf. Deodata pe dreapta este un utv/buggy si se aude un utilaj lucrind la un drum insa nu se vede nimic pe flancul nordic. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PvIihRaLQ6E/X7wdYJEziBI/AAAAAAAA3jI/oJL5ML_c4ZEC8gdHdoBDguQxEwLx_c8IgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_135733.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PvIihRaLQ6E/X7wdYJEziBI/AAAAAAAA3jI/oJL5ML_c4ZEC8gdHdoBDguQxEwLx_c8IgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_135733.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Finalmente dupa o portiune de impins bicicleta spre stinga prin numerosi tepi de ienupar jonctionez cu poteca semi-marcata. Sint pe platoul lui Sloeru Marcusanu linga un lac. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GaAh9gmmub4/X7weY-m5xNI/AAAAAAAA3jU/jqRFjaMGNp0qty-WVe5aySmWD-8CyLVHACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_152618.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GaAh9gmmub4/X7weY-m5xNI/AAAAAAAA3jU/jqRFjaMGNp0qty-WVe5aySmWD-8CyLVHACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_152618.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">15:30 se zareste Pasul Predelus cu firele de inalta tensiune<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Aici se merge cam la noroc, directia trebuie ghicita. Oare am un downhill placut? ciclabil? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WE9hmaR9qgc/X7wfBuXOEVI/AAAAAAAA3jc/IbGTfAQnakwfMZ2I4e4LmHzpBMzgZZoZwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_153853.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WE9hmaR9qgc/X7wfBuXOEVI/AAAAAAAA3jc/IbGTfAQnakwfMZ2I4e4LmHzpBMzgZZoZwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_153853.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Iata si o ultima stina, interesant de retinut pt o tura venind din Neamtului. Drumul coteste la dreapta apoi la stinga si intra in padure. Un piriu trece peste drum si devine foarte noroios si santuri adinci, semn ca pe aici nu mai trece nicio caruta/tractor/atv. Mai departe pe terenul moale se merge pe picioare si mult echilibru. Ufff, bine ca in iunie 2020 m-am oprit in Predelus venind fin Orjogoaia si dorind sa trec si Grohotisul intr-o zi. Aiurea, zona asta nu e ciclabila.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iv0ACOTpJKg/X7wgDi9q7OI/AAAAAAAA3jo/AKE_avHDOig1017LGIkrSxCu-wzPGDEdwCPcBGAsYHg/s2576/20201022_155553.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iv0ACOTpJKg/X7wgDi9q7OI/AAAAAAAA3jo/AKE_avHDOig1017LGIkrSxCu-wzPGDEdwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/20201022_155553.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">15:55<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Iat-ma ajuns in Pasu Predelus. La umbra e racoare si impreuna cu viteza imi ingheata capul si minile.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMp-v5ZcGMw/X7wg_KhsiZI/AAAAAAAA3j0/JtDQ1UaqUGwcRMQBkpWklHYMn14akcejQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_160149.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMp-v5ZcGMw/X7wg_KhsiZI/AAAAAAAA3j0/JtDQ1UaqUGwcRMQBkpWklHYMn14akcejQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_160149.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmeaza o coborire rapida pe un drum de piatra destul de bun. Si pe Doftana Ardeleana sint urme de exploatari si multi busteni care asteapta sa fie incarcati. Incercind sa merg pe coama drumului ma dezechilibrez si cad in balta luind apa la bocanc. Ah..nu mai scapam odata de banditii taietori de lemn. Dupa un drum lung de vreo 15km sosesc la Manastirea si Catunul Bradet si apoi la soseaua DN1A unde sint nevoit sa pedalez la concurenta cu tiruri pe o sosea ingusta, Deci Consiliul Judetean Brasov a fost zgircit la latirea drumului. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6uqdQYUuDho/X7wiQ1TO7xI/AAAAAAAA3kA/a09X8yP3XMofPXIq7H2_00qux-KN5n1WgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_174616.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6uqdQYUuDho/X7wiQ1TO7xI/AAAAAAAA3kA/a09X8yP3XMofPXIq7H2_00qux-KN5n1WgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_174616.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">17:45</td></tr></tbody></table>In apropiere este lacul Tirlung. Efectiv fundul meu refuza sa mai stea pe sa. Drumul de piatra mi-a nenorocit de tot fundul. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t4l2oNY3hyk/X7wi_Ub3UlI/AAAAAAAA3kI/vaS08CBEr30TpfhxPtTEYndmKlFa5AHPQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_175933.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t4l2oNY3hyk/X7wi_Ub3UlI/AAAAAAAA3kI/vaS08CBEr30TpfhxPtTEYndmKlFa5AHPQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_175933.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ora 18<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Simt ca trebuie sa ma opresc dar primordial este sa trec pe lumina de cartierul tiganesc din Sacele. Cu siguranta ca magazinul de seminte este inchis. Auuuu ce pacat. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Acwzk8uxIsY/X7wjy7evfxI/AAAAAAAA3kU/dkb-VixmJd0MQw0PZsAmnGnzG7AE60q6gCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20201022_182609.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Acwzk8uxIsY/X7wjy7evfxI/AAAAAAAA3kU/dkb-VixmJd0MQw0PZsAmnGnzG7AE60q6gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20201022_182609.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lupoaica<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br />Orasul Sacele este foarte lung si dupa 118km sosesc la fabrica de bere unde excursia mea ia sfirsit. Nu sint multi km insa terenul dificil si bagajul m-a determina sa ma opresc.</p><p>Recomand ca muntii Grohotis sa fie parcursi pe 2 roti cu pornire din Bratocea spre Sud.</p><br />
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Mult timp am uitat zona.</p><p>Duminica 6 septembrie 2020, zi calda de vara pornesc cu rucsac usor dar destul de tirziu(10:30) spre Satul Buda din vecinatatea nordica a orasului Ploiesti. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRJt0c5Ou_k/X6cAWXCi1vI/AAAAAAAA3Yk/oXvA_WM9YTs12_b4TLdtitInR9Mi9aBEACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_105527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRJt0c5Ou_k/X6cAWXCi1vI/AAAAAAAA3Yk/oXvA_WM9YTs12_b4TLdtitInR9Mi9aBEACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_105527.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cimpuri arate iar unele cu culturi deja rasarite iar unele de porumb si floarea soarelui inca nerecoltate. Aici este si un parc de fotovoltaice. Trec calea ferata si urmez drumul de Nedelea unde sosesc dupa citiva km. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82YhnwC5Db4/X6cAj1qljFI/AAAAAAAA3Yo/hBli7183WrA4lfdWXGeFNbrOLlDi1UgYgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_111719.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82YhnwC5Db4/X6cAj1qljFI/AAAAAAAA3Yo/hBli7183WrA4lfdWXGeFNbrOLlDi1UgYgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_111719.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Undeva a fost infiintata o livada de prun insa cam toti pomii sint uscati. Poate o mina rea a ierbicidat? Ori lipsa de apa? Mai departe trec peste un canal cu apa, o oportunitate de a iriga culturile, fapt nevazut de mne pina acum...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DuoOd3lIDg0/X6cA0pAy8JI/AAAAAAAA3Yw/XEN5xMBywe8tMvH03yriXJ_QLT2PnUyBQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_114544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DuoOd3lIDg0/X6cA0pAy8JI/AAAAAAAA3Yw/XEN5xMBywe8tMvH03yriXJ_QLT2PnUyBQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_114544.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Pe drumul principal este un spital/sanatoriu. Lumea isi petrece ziua calda pe la porti in compania vecinilor.<p></p><p>La aproape miezul zilei, trec peste Riul Prahova unde este construit un mic baraj. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FVRjIGh7n0/X6cBBfRmDeI/AAAAAAAA3Y0/psSBQjgM1pw56JHVIxgvbh_VDKfK_wcYACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_115038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FVRjIGh7n0/X6cBBfRmDeI/AAAAAAAA3Y0/psSBQjgM1pw56JHVIxgvbh_VDKfK_wcYACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_115038.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />In scurt timp poposesc in vechiul Filipesti de Tirg cu niste ruine. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOS9-oAqtYc/X6cBPIv5kXI/AAAAAAAA3Y4/Wl3uzqtxu003C5txPyaA8jMyc61o0EYLACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_115737.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOS9-oAqtYc/X6cBPIv5kXI/AAAAAAAA3Y4/Wl3uzqtxu003C5txPyaA8jMyc61o0EYLACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_115737.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Este o zona amenajata cu stil, iar noaptea este luminat numele comunei. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NJn1fLFgVTQ/X6cBdTf6viI/AAAAAAAA3Y8/kMgnOd_B5lw07vtB-8X8xlTnW1Dl6cnkQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_120151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NJn1fLFgVTQ/X6cBdTf6viI/AAAAAAAA3Y8/kMgnOd_B5lw07vtB-8X8xlTnW1Dl6cnkQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_120151.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Pedalez cu spor inspre dealuri spre Sat Minieri unde sint blocuri triste, oameni amariti ramasi fara loc de munca. Ma simt ciudat in aceasta zona si gindesc cam ce spun localnicii despre mine. "Uite oraseanul cu bani a iesit sa vada partea saraca", nestiind ca si eu chitai dar mai stiu sa fac si ceva miscare fara a bate mingea in fata blocului ori sa sparg saminta.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aumpm9w_Aj4/X6cBoRhG8JI/AAAAAAAA3ZA/nfGKIrmE4-sHwQKpSltAI1zz6RoglNxIQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_122546.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aumpm9w_Aj4/X6cBoRhG8JI/AAAAAAAA3ZA/nfGKIrmE4-sHwQKpSltAI1zz6RoglNxIQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_122546.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Trec un piriu si intru in localitatea Filipesti de Padure, o asezare la poale de deal. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjBJrLLU-fo/X6cB0CGdN4I/AAAAAAAA3ZE/qdFmXjrD93kDLEtaODRwGCQIMMoZ7iAggCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_123508.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjBJrLLU-fo/X6cB0CGdN4I/AAAAAAAA3ZE/qdFmXjrD93kDLEtaODRwGCQIMMoZ7iAggCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_123508.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmez un drum vechi de sonde si citeva pere tomnatice, Cure, care se coc tirziu, isi iau calea rucsacului meu. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tO1LYxxCyT4/X6cCEiFd4oI/AAAAAAAA3ZM/Se8ghe9e-1cttHJbq56wj0vsH-yopkjFQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_125037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tO1LYxxCyT4/X6cCEiFd4oI/AAAAAAAA3ZM/Se8ghe9e-1cttHJbq56wj0vsH-yopkjFQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_125037.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Apoi pedalez din greu pe drumul de piatra trecind pe linga o microferma/stina unde un pici de vreo 5 ani ma intimpina:" Mergeti la Cruce?"<p></p><p>Soarele arde si nu mai gasesc umbra. Hai, hai, schimba vitezele! Cu ultimele forte rezervate ascensiunii, poposesc la Crucea-monument. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NVEATen4iAg/X6cCTeYdW5I/AAAAAAAA3ZQ/iz7pitAI2oYnf3OQI1aXZGMAHJokIotiwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_130646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NVEATen4iAg/X6cCTeYdW5I/AAAAAAAA3ZQ/iz7pitAI2oYnf3OQI1aXZGMAHJokIotiwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_130646.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />De la o sonda se aude continuu o voce: "parasiti zona! Zona monitorizata video"....pfff, ce mai priveliste si loc romantic. Dupa o scurta pauza pornesc la deal pe acelasi drum care este tot mai prost. Intru printre livezi vechi. Este si o casa abandonata si apoi drumul dispare la marginea unei vai adinci, ca un crater mare. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U6A7vTHXYTw/X6cCkInf1PI/AAAAAAAA3ZY/5laelW5O10E-40TDJjZPQK1CQbwaCVEpwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_133334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U6A7vTHXYTw/X6cCkInf1PI/AAAAAAAA3ZY/5laelW5O10E-40TDJjZPQK1CQbwaCVEpwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_133334.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Oare ce am gresit? Revin la drum insa traseul ma baga prin prea multi maracini. Asa ca prefer sa urmez marginea craterului spre est prin iarba mare. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_3F9S2Ydv_E/X6cCtjUGSlI/AAAAAAAA3Zc/N0DIthfMm-UNC2c8nxh6aJ-sfLS8aSOjQCPcBGAsYHg/s4464/20200906_133419.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="4464" height="58" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_3F9S2Ydv_E/X6cCtjUGSlI/AAAAAAAA3Zc/N0DIthfMm-UNC2c8nxh6aJ-sfLS8aSOjQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h58/20200906_133419.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Datorita secetei pamintul a facut crapaturi adinci. Sosesc intr-o vale adiacenta si intr-un final la un drum de pamint pe care-l urmez la stinga.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9wiVQf9z2F0/X6cC5gX6b1I/AAAAAAAA3Zg/Rfln--tm6swI2mJriKrG3_wFEmNaxyYhwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_140359.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9wiVQf9z2F0/X6cC5gX6b1I/AAAAAAAA3Zg/Rfln--tm6swI2mJriKrG3_wFEmNaxyYhwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_140359.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> O pereche de tineri si-a intins pe mijlocul drumului o patura pentru picnic insa o masina ii obliga sa-si mute mincarea. Drumul ma scoate in zona de lacuri de sub vechea cariera de carbune. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IDShFC8O0hU/X6cDIiDHPgI/AAAAAAAA3Zk/POTgzMias1M9L5pijKaESyKgRzD6NJbBQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_141313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IDShFC8O0hU/X6cDIiDHPgI/AAAAAAAA3Zk/POTgzMias1M9L5pijKaESyKgRzD6NJbBQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_141313.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Acum citiva pescari isi au unditele aruncate in apa iar o vola incarca cu cabune un camion imens. Cineva de acolo imi spune ca nu mai este drum dar ca pot continua pe niste poteci spre zona opusa. Printre tufe de maces si paducel imping la bicicleta. Este foarte cald si lipsa pachetului cu merinde isi spun cuvintul. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RdFT-icOh74/X6cDc83nKyI/AAAAAAAA3Zw/V4F5yZpsxKU2SbUqycMJJVe-VoztoZb5wCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_150101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RdFT-icOh74/X6cDc83nKyI/AAAAAAAA3Zw/V4F5yZpsxKU2SbUqycMJJVe-VoztoZb5wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_150101.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />La ora 15 sosesc pe culme la un drum ce conduce la o stina. Apare si un marcaj turistic iar dupa stina abandonata se reintra in padure pe versantul opus. Este o coborire destul de brusca si constat ca ma indepartez de traseul propus. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GHnc5cSh1TY/X6cDo_iKOOI/AAAAAAAA3Z0/E557V_9pI84IcOhuKOalVxpZjzeCHO0OQCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_153155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GHnc5cSh1TY/X6cDo_iKOOI/AAAAAAAA3Z0/E557V_9pI84IcOhuKOalVxpZjzeCHO0OQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_153155.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Traseul devine o jungla, o increngatura de crengi, cioate si pomi taiati de drujba. Fosniturile din zona imi demonstreaza ca este o caprioara pe care o si vad. Sosesc la un alt drum ce urca abrupt si decid sa-l urc push bike. Reintilnesc acelasi marcaj albastru. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FwfK2DAn2o8/X6cDzWo-JyI/AAAAAAAA3Z4/vco2i8Nbsm8tlwFMG6NW8e4mhzV9_HsLwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_154242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FwfK2DAn2o8/X6cDzWo-JyI/AAAAAAAA3Z4/vco2i8Nbsm8tlwFMG6NW8e4mhzV9_HsLwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_154242.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />La o alta furcitura fac stinga pieptis si cu greu imping cele 2 roti pina ating o culme domola si placuta la pedalat.<p></p><p>Niste ghebe timpurii imi fac cu ochiul insa nu am timp de stat. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MkTgY2Q-4mw/X6cD-5PtzdI/AAAAAAAA3Z8/KDeXh89SPR4dBXpeNzShhPGgiOBaOcjaACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_163305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MkTgY2Q-4mw/X6cD-5PtzdI/AAAAAAAA3Z8/KDeXh89SPR4dBXpeNzShhPGgiOBaOcjaACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_163305.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Ajung si la downhill pina sosesc pe cimpul satului Magureni unde la un izvor reumplu bidonul si racesc instalatia. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgxGyCkZhWs/X6cEOOFHO1I/AAAAAAAA3aA/fUGPOAA3jVoqYLdfuki_v-kTksZYqMzzgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_164451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgxGyCkZhWs/X6cEOOFHO1I/AAAAAAAA3aA/fUGPOAA3jVoqYLdfuki_v-kTksZYqMzzgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_164451.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Campanie electorala si izvor!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cevjUJxuBEM/X6cEcyhETiI/AAAAAAAA3aI/pMd1yQWO8B0FqSCdRGaLCYpoE2a8J7GPACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_170309.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cevjUJxuBEM/X6cEcyhETiI/AAAAAAAA3aI/pMd1yQWO8B0FqSCdRGaLCYpoE2a8J7GPACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_170309.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <br /><p></p><p>Ma maninca in talpi sa continui traseul spre Satul Draganeana si la o trecere peste Piriul intermitent al Provitei reusesc sa ma ud la un adidas. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7JncAqMpmM/X6cEpU9UeMI/AAAAAAAA3aM/odbeMKpOdxskMv3hOZoRegXy22sxbxJwACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_170840.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7JncAqMpmM/X6cEpU9UeMI/AAAAAAAA3aM/odbeMKpOdxskMv3hOZoRegXy22sxbxJwACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_170840.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />La umbra este destul de racoare si baia mult visata o anulez. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nP5jBzjfmgk/X6cFK4PK56I/AAAAAAAA3aY/o7u46hKSOQgfy0wtk7QUZmFPYgmj76mtQCPcBGAsYHg/s2576/20200906_165230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nP5jBzjfmgk/X6cFK4PK56I/AAAAAAAA3aY/o7u46hKSOQgfy0wtk7QUZmFPYgmj76mtQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/20200906_165230.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Din catunul Draganeana urc spre coama dealului din drepta ce conduce la Satul Pietrisu. Un mar salbatic dar dulceag reintra in rucsacul meu. Traseele marcate pe aplicatia gps nu prea corespund realitatii, adica la un moment dat dispar. Asa ca ratacesc pe acolo in urzici si maracini. Revin iar la drum si putin mai jos dau de niste sonde. Drumul dorit de mine dispare iar...Inca putin si se insereaza. Vad casele, aud masini si trenuri dar nu am continuare. Sint doar la o priveliste asupra vaii Prahovei. Trebuie sa ma multumesc cu citeva mure partial coapte si eventual sa urc iar inapoi pina intr-o sa. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnQvxKCX1TU/X6cE1E6OhmI/AAAAAAAA3aQ/ygNiK4cei2oT9V-UgEA6cqGnyZKajlRwgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200906_192650.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnQvxKCX1TU/X6cE1E6OhmI/AAAAAAAA3aQ/ygNiK4cei2oT9V-UgEA6cqGnyZKajlRwgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200906_192650.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Privesc iar harta aplicatiei si drumul pe care sint se cam infunda dincolo de o sonda. Ce prostie mare....Ramine ultima varianta sa-mi gasesc o poteca care sa nu duca prin abrupt fiindca unde eram mai devreme trebuiau rapeluri. Asa ca trec iar pe linga sonda si intru in padure de unde o poteca ingusta serpuieste pe pante cam abrupte. In citeva minute sosesc in spatele unei case unde un dulau ma lata din spatele gardului. Cumva proprietarii au lasat 1 m latime intre garduri/curti asa ca reusesc sa ies la soseaua asfaltata si la civilizatie.<p></p><p>Rasuflu usurat si pornesc cu pedala tare, prea tare si la un moment dat apas frina fata brusc si la maxim si plonjez cu bicicleta dupa mine....Mai baiete! Alo, Dorele, ce-ai facut? Tot traseul am stat pe cal iar acum pe loc plan faci acrobatii in fata masinilor? Adun repede obiectele zurate, sapca, ochelari, telefon si o zbughesc sperind ca niciun sofer sa nu ma fi vazut. Parasesc Satul Pietrisul spre Bobolia unde ma racoresc la izvorul satului.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aIHyWfiIvzA/X6cE_D_NLsI/AAAAAAAA3aU/s0Ot53CU4R8AslwW6IbyWbXtIlp5ofKvwCPcBGAsYHg/s966/capture-endomondo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="717" data-original-width="966" height="297" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aIHyWfiIvzA/X6cE_D_NLsI/AAAAAAAA3aU/s0Ot53CU4R8AslwW6IbyWbXtIlp5ofKvwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h297/capture-endomondo.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Usor, usor se intuneca si eu continui catre Magureni, Novacesti(deja e noapte), Filipesti de Tirg, Nedelea, Buda si apoi traversez DN linga Decathlon Ploiesti. Este vreo 10 seara si sint infometat si scirbit de biscuiti dulci.<br /></p><p>Album foto <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/9KwtxxwEEYM5LQBR9" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/9KwtxxwEEYM5LQBR9</a><br /></p>Hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07530755416695529505noreply@blogger.com0Bobolia, Romania45.0934591 25.741517516.783225263821151 -9.4147325 73.403692936178842 60.8977675tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9103896732504727930.post-82601230949767172662020-07-26T12:00:00.276+03:002020-09-10T22:13:20.362+03:00Jepii Mici-Cruce-Omu-Cerb 26 iulie 2020<p>Cu citeva zile inainte am trecut pe la Omu 2505m, in parcurgerea unui traseu lung de mountainbiking de la Sinaia la Simon insa in preajma virfului Omu am avut ceata groasa si lipsindu-mi peisajul. Asa ca mi-a venit o idee! ce-ar fi sa propun o excursie obisnuita Jepii Mici-Cruce-Omu-Cerb? </p><p>Duminica dimineata ne stringem 4 persoane si pe la 6:30 parasim Ploiestiul iar intr-o ora sosim la fosta fabrica de hirtie Busteni unde ni se alatura inca un participant venit in sandale.</p><p>Echipa: Daniela, George, Dan, Hiker, Emi</p><p>Vremea este mohorita iar citeva picaturi ne cam dau de gindire. Oarecum temperatura ne ajuta sa nu ne incalzim. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2PvdZ0bqXQk/X0o9oB203tI/AAAAAAAA0vk/8wHb_CWwQOA1VzNiCsU6Ecg64EXpWthFQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2733.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2PvdZ0bqXQk/X0o9oB203tI/AAAAAAAA0vk/8wHb_CWwQOA1VzNiCsU6Ecg64EXpWthFQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2733.JPG" title="Seaca Claii si Claia Mare" width="400" /></a></div><br />In padure incepem sa facem poze. Sintem probabil primii pe traseu. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-27O2AW07EWM/X0pAs12EtTI/AAAAAAAA0vw/8iasAUhZxn8MRLCbJmVVwPo7J13Sq1TaACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2741.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-27O2AW07EWM/X0pAs12EtTI/AAAAAAAA0vw/8iasAUhZxn8MRLCbJmVVwPo7J13Sq1TaACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2741.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urcam in lungul vaii Jepilor printr-o padure verde si cu multi brazi secerati de furtuna. Citeva izvorase aparute in poteca ne mai potoleste setea si ne scutesc de scos bidoanele din rucsaci. Sintem depasiti de mai multe grupulete insa noi savuram urcusul si peisajul. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mscnFIxEB1k/X0pBkO3GEAI/AAAAAAAA0v8/hXTroofG7jQY9oT_vapeODBjdWgzqgazACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200726_102056.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mscnFIxEB1k/X0pBkO3GEAI/AAAAAAAA0v8/hXTroofG7jQY9oT_vapeODBjdWgzqgazACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200726_102056.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Undeva peste vale a fost montat un cablu pentru a usura trecerea targilor cu accidentati. Admiram florile si vegetatia luxurianta! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XEZpdlglj3M/X0pqmH5f0RI/AAAAAAAA0wI/6Bs4OYyO584Co8LGt06Y-iCyCiuKJdwwwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200726_102548.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XEZpdlglj3M/X0pqmH5f0RI/AAAAAAAA0wI/6Bs4OYyO584Co8LGt06Y-iCyCiuKJdwwwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200726_102548.jpg" title="Cascada Caraiman" width="400" /></a></div><br />Telecabina trece de la un pilon la altul iar noi sosim aproape de Cascada Caraiman care deseori este uscata. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GLKNsySEOCE/X0prLdQw0iI/AAAAAAAA0wQ/TzPwE-2lsgEtW6zS4X9yLx2JCa4-mG8kwCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200726_111413.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GLKNsySEOCE/X0prLdQw0iI/AAAAAAAA0wQ/TzPwE-2lsgEtW6zS4X9yLx2JCa4-mG8kwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200726_111413.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Mai sus pozam citeva garofite locale, pline de parfum apoi depasim ultimele cabluri si incepem ultimele curbe pina la Cabana Caraiman. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IH7Z3CzhsWo/X0prm1DTuLI/AAAAAAAA0wY/0z12xtu5BNUdJYkTxIioKt4hq0JAYiokQCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2745.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IH7Z3CzhsWo/X0prm1DTuLI/AAAAAAAA0wY/0z12xtu5BNUdJYkTxIioKt4hq0JAYiokQCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2745.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Odata in mai 2011 am trecut pe linga ursulache. Ei, dar uite in poteca chiar vedem o floare de colt. Vorbesc in soapta pentru ca alti turisti sa nu auda si eventual cei mai ispititi sa o rupa. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_UqXlkpAh-k/X0p9PMGuzRI/AAAAAAAA0wk/rI_4XRWbAOgtsIxfNZFEtMsf-x_TOTzjACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200726_114355.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_UqXlkpAh-k/X0p9PMGuzRI/AAAAAAAA0wk/rI_4XRWbAOgtsIxfNZFEtMsf-x_TOTzjACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200726_114355.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Gata este 11:40 si este timpul sa poposim la belvederea cabanei Caraiman iar la picioarele noastre este orasul Busteni. Este timpul sa ne servim cu merindele aduse de acasa in aer curat si priveliste rar intilnita. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RUHwABd2ybY/X1kzNec1xmI/AAAAAAAA000/1GaZTR1zJEcYMC55BnqLgJgi6bg27NafACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200726_124524.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RUHwABd2ybY/X1kzNec1xmI/AAAAAAAA000/1GaZTR1zJEcYMC55BnqLgJgi6bg27NafACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200726_124524.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urmeaza sa luam apa dintr-o mica cascada situata spre Brina Caraimanului si sa continuam traseul pe sub peretii Muntelui Caraiman pina la Monumentul Eroilor. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-luWIqi4UBog/X1kzb0TvSYI/AAAAAAAA004/b45i50EAps0iLNUzCeOoGvnUl_d-TgxnACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2749.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-luWIqi4UBog/X1kzb0TvSYI/AAAAAAAA004/b45i50EAps0iLNUzCeOoGvnUl_d-TgxnACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2749.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Intilnim multe grupuri, majoritatea cu masina lasata la Piatra Arsa. Ei, ne apropiem de Saua Mare si dintr-o data pe iarba apare o multime de oameni la picnic si odihna. Imi aduc aminte cit de pustiu era aici si numai temerarii vizitau Crucea. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n9L7f2wsmSg/X1k0Ikx2P7I/AAAAAAAA01E/eKEKX7zh9UgnOuwyQc7zKcSbe_V26C9ZgCPcBGAsYHg/s2576/20200726_131229.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n9L7f2wsmSg/X1k0Ikx2P7I/AAAAAAAA01E/eKEKX7zh9UgnOuwyQc7zKcSbe_V26C9ZgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/20200726_131229.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />E timpul sa ne fotografiem si noi alaturi de santierul de la Crucea de pe Caraiman. Flori multe, citeva proiecte viitoare despre vaile de abrupt si sintem fortati sa plecam spre Platoul Costilei si Omu. Pentru azi se anunta scurte averse pe la ora 14. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ddRk6K0at3Y/X1k1cHVnHQI/AAAAAAAA01Q/3DLzEipvxu4oy8ONqEhkXscJniunui5cwCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2751.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ddRk6K0at3Y/X1k1cHVnHQI/AAAAAAAA01Q/3DLzEipvxu4oy8ONqEhkXscJniunui5cwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2751.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Urcusul este obositor si accentuat de pietrele macinate de conglomerat. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1VwRRnK1Ds/X1k2ErEzRWI/AAAAAAAA01Y/p8DbVSzj2u4LHJGCP-HSytB8H72wRbTmgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200726_141020.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1VwRRnK1Ds/X1k2ErEzRWI/AAAAAAAA01Y/p8DbVSzj2u4LHJGCP-HSytB8H72wRbTmgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200726_141020.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Trecem pe deasupra Vaii Albe si apoi continuam aproape de releul Costila si Spinarea Costilelor. Este un traseu clasic pe care l-am facut la 16 ani cu o parte din familie.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_VnFtjJ-e-8/X1k2jvOUSMI/AAAAAAAA01g/nCTxwpGE5aEX4VVDssilirEiVZXnpGoYgCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2754.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_VnFtjJ-e-8/X1k2jvOUSMI/AAAAAAAA01g/nCTxwpGE5aEX4VVDssilirEiVZXnpGoYgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2754.JPG" title="Colrii Morarului si imensa Caldare a Cerbului" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Sintem zoriti de ora asa ca dam din bascheti. Un mic nor ne mai fereste de soare dar si adierea vintului face o atmosfera placuta. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w5CrpIT3Xhc/X1pvPXpBBCI/AAAAAAAA010/RO6JmUjJ5toIbQskY9g5BRSwAeYCn4uLACPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200726_152247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w5CrpIT3Xhc/X1pvPXpBBCI/AAAAAAAA010/RO6JmUjJ5toIbQskY9g5BRSwAeYCn4uLACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200726_152247.jpg" title="15:22 ne apropiem de Cerdac" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />Multi oameni coboara de la Omu! Martea trecuta treceam pe aici cu bicicleta si era aproape white out! Urmatoarea parte tine mult de psihic, sa vezi tinta si sa te misti tot mai incet. Citeva izvorase umezesc peretele Cerdacului iar zona umeda permite ca vegetatia sa fie de un colorit mai aprins. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JsfLU0_XkQE/X1pwiPe4j2I/AAAAAAAA02A/6j3USk4LgTMuHcYC2ApbM7Pooe3IsG3aACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JsfLU0_XkQE/X1pwiPe4j2I/AAAAAAAA02A/6j3USk4LgTMuHcYC2ApbM7Pooe3IsG3aACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2757.JPG" title="Omu ora 16" width="400" /></a></div><br />Deja primii din grupul nostru au ajuns la Cabana Omu dar in 3min poposim si noi. Unii sint prima data aici! Nu imi place locul si il evit cit se poate de mult dar acum excursia la Omu am facut-o special. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zlD_34J4swA/X1pyE8DnKAI/AAAAAAAA02M/_Aw7L1SZbNwzW5cBpgetEse1WZ3l3I1rwCPcBGAsYHg/s2576/20200726_161134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zlD_34J4swA/X1pyE8DnKAI/AAAAAAAA02M/_Aw7L1SZbNwzW5cBpgetEse1WZ3l3I1rwCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/20200726_161134.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Un scurt tur de orizont catre Gaura, Bucsoiu, Moraru si deodata cineva ma striga! Ia uite cineva ma recunoste in aceasta multime! Indicatorul catre V Cerbului ne da niste timpi imensi, 5-6 ore Busteni, ceea ce ne cam deruteaza. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOiMLlFb3vzg38YgXOKJBWGn-IiE00NSpOQ9VmhgJJFwPXkvDVh5R9xQA9yzRkhT4B9TeYxUSQQM1TAmezsnPbbHawZ9nTaIGoXGassNq8vriaPoxEzO13OG0FMmJTbUqXnbUa6A-qroQ/s1024/DSCN2762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOiMLlFb3vzg38YgXOKJBWGn-IiE00NSpOQ9VmhgJJFwPXkvDVh5R9xQA9yzRkhT4B9TeYxUSQQM1TAmezsnPbbHawZ9nTaIGoXGassNq8vriaPoxEzO13OG0FMmJTbUqXnbUa6A-qroQ/w400-h300/DSCN2762.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Eu stiu ca undeva la 3-4 ore este rezonabil. Si pornim in pas voios pe numeroasele serpentine ale Vaii Cerbului. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u6VYWe1PNUg/X1p0DB-dU_I/AAAAAAAA02k/CZDQhBFeCtoB_DX3dwXBgeo4Dh6qWNXjACPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2758.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u6VYWe1PNUg/X1p0DB-dU_I/AAAAAAAA02k/CZDQhBFeCtoB_DX3dwXBgeo4Dh6qWNXjACPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2758.JPG" title="Valea Cerbului" width="400" /></a></div><br />Cred ca nu am mai fost pe aici din Mai 2007 si eram nerabdator sa revin in linistea acestei vai. Pierdem repede din altitudine si daca pina acum, pe drumul Costila-Omu nu am vazut turisti coborind, acuma chiar au inceput retragerea mai multe grupuri. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OXx28-840f4/X1p1JmTr_KI/AAAAAAAA02w/fYah9Kq76AEivkhZRis6PsKF4nLzKQP8gCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OXx28-840f4/X1p1JmTr_KI/AAAAAAAA02w/fYah9Kq76AEivkhZRis6PsKF4nLzKQP8gCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2764.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Scurte pauze binefacatoare pentru genunchi si usor ne convingem ca vom face un timp mai scurt. Flori, capre, stinci. Apa este mult mai jos, dar noi inca mai avem destula! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8wGHL8zFb3c/X1p3EXFiknI/AAAAAAAA028/xMLI34qNIGo8BI-oN5rLKVsN7jaecX8IgCPcBGAsYHg/s2048/20200726_180322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8wGHL8zFb3c/X1p3EXFiknI/AAAAAAAA028/xMLI34qNIGo8BI-oN5rLKVsN7jaecX8IgCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h225/20200726_180322.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Incep sa recunosc si sa identific tot mai mult din toponimele locului, Sistoace, brine, vai, Santinele! Si dupa ce trecem de citeva ori de pe o parte a vaii pe cealalta, sosim la loc mai domol la confluenta cu Valea Malinului. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmCjO809UP1JkOFbxWUOJ5jL5eG_mxObUr_DqU1YC5GttxTtSm7ZhyphenhyphenurwvljhIaWKGniESbIpzz9mZlUogXEIBswJKg92n_ApMMCGLr4kmp_-m8eFT6NxXHRE7VYvgJ-YUSaP4u7Vz5-c/s1024/DSCN2773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmCjO809UP1JkOFbxWUOJ5jL5eG_mxObUr_DqU1YC5GttxTtSm7ZhyphenhyphenurwvljhIaWKGniESbIpzz9mZlUogXEIBswJKg92n_ApMMCGLr4kmp_-m8eFT6NxXHRE7VYvgJ-YUSaP4u7Vz5-c/w400-h300/DSCN2773.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Inca avem peste 2h de lumina. In Poiana Vaii Cerbului ne regrupam fiindca 2-3 dintre ei au fost mai in fata cu vreo 2minute. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i0yrHXG0kAQ/X1p5G6ow_dI/AAAAAAAA03Q/W3syp1vZQAYFNi2ZpIV9SAwduSndvR68wCPcBGAsYHg/s1024/DSCN2775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i0yrHXG0kAQ/X1p5G6ow_dI/AAAAAAAA03Q/W3syp1vZQAYFNi2ZpIV9SAwduSndvR68wCPcBGAsYHg/w400-h300/DSCN2775.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Trecem prin apropierea fostei stine din Poiana Costilei si urcam incet pe Gilma Mare. Urmeaza o lunga coborire si grea pentru genunchii unora. 3 din grup merg in sandale inca de la Omu. Se simt mai lejeri insa este riscul fiecaruia. Daca nu incepi sa alergi si este uscat, fie, sint de acord pt ca nu sintem la catarat si oamenii au ceva experienta. Regasesc izvorul cu canita si putin mai jos citeva zmeurici. Sosim in Plaiul Finului bucurosi ca am terminat pe lumina lungul traseu de 25km cu 1900m urcare. Este ora 21 cind sosim in centrul orasului Busteni. Multumiri si felicitari echipei.<br /><p></p><p>Album foto <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/KJjJbqvJZ8Wm5ast6" target="_blank">https://photos.app.goo.gl/KJjJbqvJZ8Wm5ast6</a><br />
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