START - a mass of people moved in the direction of PK1 some running, others peaceful march. After nearly 400 individuals m torn from darting across the road on the rate front, as I do and I do. The majority chose the option nadkładając little asphalt road. Approach referred to as the Urban Mountain Trail and a lift. 1 on home conquered
section corrects the amount of clothes on themselves and then merrily down the slope. reaching asphalt bravely turns east " ON LEFT FOR TRAIL " friendly voice prompts , And REDUCTION say, "SEE HOW ON THIS Will you marry " voice wróżącym successful bids farewell to my friendly voice. As I left? little by little forest, but missed the summit, and continue after the trail to PK2. Top of PK2 very straight along the trail to the village, already referred to as paths, climbing up a slope. It had already become dark time for the torch. I pass a person walking across the street WHAT IS IT? OVER ROUTE? ... ... The question remained unanswered. The answer came quickly to someone's backyard . "GENTLEMEN UP through the hole in the fence," female voice from the darkness shows us further direction. it did not save me from an unnecessary piece of deception of the hill, which, however, skip silence. Just before the PK3 cards with arrows hanging in the trees and the splendor of the fire has already led unerringly to the goal.
first stage of transition to the next CP moved into an alternating zigzag forest roads through fields and streams to remote lanterns. From the lights that lead us to attract the tarmac and it was not the only stretch of road, which is not worth the mark on the map . At a point located at the school a very short stop and dale in the night.
Start again Łukowice asphalt for roads here kieratowiczów diverged, some chosen flight path around, while others attacked the ambitious summit slides following the green trail , with Darek we chose an intermediate variant next to the cemetery. And here another way is not a surprise worthy of inclusion on the map to add a beautiful paved with asphalt, which has not left us to the PK4.
After a steep approach to the CP while to translate and route maps. In his journey from moved from the point of perhaps 15 people. T ramwaje - easy to get lost in them, easily mass rushing to get too far. So it was for our tram, the strength of mass began rushing towards us throw Modynia. repentance came quickly (after all, supposed to be already in advance ... ..) map had promised a nice way, in fact, it was something between the muddy path of a stream.
The characteristic point of the road I turned into the forest. one of the tram does not move in my footsteps, I do not think I'm credible. 100 m path, road, the blue trail, cross, turn on the way ... ... something wrong, not this direction .... Well worth another way does not put on the map. After the correction has already banned straight away. Look back and away I see the lights in the background the tram going new asphalt.
cut the prohibited section of the road, after 100 m cut into the slope, encounter at the cemetery way it brings me back to the forbidden section (Andrew forgive me those 200 m) . Going to the point a long time, I hear someone, or more precisely, trumpet roars ????? Puzzle solved on the pitch where I met a very happy team of judges.
Slowly dawning, another course seem simple - TRAIL HORSE - the ridge. Sun rise up to sleep my vigilance and here comes the first major wtop. Compass shouted We're going the wrong direction, relief screamed SCHODISZ FOR LOW Map insidiously whispers DO NOT LISTEN TO THEM, GO so toddled. I do not know where I would be corralled to help mother nature did not come that quickly woke up my guard as a brief but eloquent Chrum Chrum. Ago voice accompanied by a shuffling of the bushes for something escaping from under the feet. Here I wish to thank the owner flock small wild boar for the fact that, resigned from closer acquaintance. finally got back on the horse trail, found a PK 7 and I have chosen the direction of the Tenement.
Manor ... ... check the description, checking the doors, the quiet peace ????? I'm spinning around the area .... There are no words :-(
What next .... TRAIL HORSE, which quickly disappears and I am a carefree idiot, winner of the mountains, crawl into the highest mountain in the area - Zdżar. Gora, which attracts interesting people, judging by the buildings on its slopes encountered. Treating Zdżar entry as a warm-up, Gorc was not scary to me anymore. Traverse below the summit, clearing and PK 9th Cup of tea in hand and go.
At 10 polazłem asekuracyjnie trail - BOREDOM
move to 11 if it would be nudnawe not the company people who darted around me casually exploring the surroundings, and every moment ahead of me.
12 - ZUREK his promise to attract me like a magnet, initially green trail, then traverse Cichoń the bike route to cut through the woods just to the point quickly, and there the promised reward. Was delicious, to the two cups of coffee. This year, unless specifically point jedzeniowy was 85 km, so people do not give up after such a feast.
At the point of catching up with me, Edward and the time she zigzags through the fields, streams and roads we go to the last point. get to him and we set on the card, we are around 25 places. There are only 9 km and finish. We begin to descend, and here begins the horror ... ... ... ... .. Before us the peloton about 30 people walking on the sharp point. Impossible! No one behind us so close it was, not so many people. FAR TO THIS POINT asks the girl in front of us. White shoes and no mud on the rest of the dress reminds me that, however, is not ours. Calm down we go further and around the bend there is another group. This time, I have no doubt. It is a pity that 25 places - have to run. So we ran. In the middle of the route we passed two people are doing, but what about the rest? We see for yourself, nobody. And so dobiegliśmy on the way to the finish line ahead of another rider.
Many thanks to:
- all the organizers, for the preparation of the event after which the man himself says, "HERE AGAIN FOR THE YEAR I HAVE TO BE"
- service point 12 for soup and a cup of coffee
- kieratowiczom all for the smile on the route.
- route time - 21h 32 min
- distance traveled - 104 km 700 m (real)
- surpass - 4200 m (:-( nazwiedzałem these hills with reserves)
- Average speed - 5 km / h
How anyone interested in the trail in Google Earth (*. klm) or more of the statistics I can litter the mail t.podraza J @ poczta.fm
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