Before I verbally gush about how nice it was this year, I need to look back at the last day of the Montane JIBE JAHA. It was Martin Šilhán who finished it. When he set off from Roznov with his special shoes, which purposely cause pain for the vision of the result, I knew that he would not give up from here and that he would reach the finish line. Because of...
I'll follow up smoothly on the last entry. Takao really was bivouacking at Sul's Takao. In the end, it wasn't in front of the chapel, but in a wooden ruin. It was quite spooky and I can vividly imagine it. Beskydy ridge, dense forests, wind that provided a screeching soundscape and a completely different universe for Takao. Maybe that's why after a few hours...
The weather on the ninth day was exceptional here in Beskydy. It was spring 7 degrees in the foothills and a few degrees less on the ridge. There was a fresh wind, but nothing to make Takao's day unpleasant. Martin Šilhán - in the morning I went to Svinec to have a masochistic look at how he climbs this swine-like steep hill. Something...
In the evening, before I went to bed, I threw on paper a complex inequality about one unknown. That was Ivana's arrival at the finish line. I added to it the coefficient of snoring, peeing, navigation, and it came out that at 10:30 Ivana would be at the finish line. But I figured it was more likely to be longer, because maybe she'd stop for tea and soup on the way. I set the alarm...
When I woke up in the morning and looked out the window, it was white everywhere. It was a beautiful sight. I don't think Takao or Martin, who were both bivouacking outside, would have said the same. Martin on the descent from Jeseniky on Jelenka. In the evening he wrote that it was quite cozy. So maybe he wasn't too snowed in when he started at 9am. In the morning he sent a photo...
Another wonderful day has ended. Couldn't have been nicer. The Jeseníky Mountains were occupied by blue sky, no wind and in some places freshly groomed tracks. But really only in places - Jeseníky is not Jizera Mountains, so for example the descent to Medvědí bouda was a real adrenaline rush. Plus the views from the ridges, the brutal Jeseníky hills and descents, just a perfect day for a good...
Today's summary of the events of the fifth day will probably be a bit brief. No doubt there was a lot going on, but our ears and eyes cannot cover such a vast starting field to hear the interesting stuff from everyone. The difference between the back and the front is already 150km. So we are watching the CP in Petrikov and today we met only Takao in person. But...
The night from Sunday to Monday was a big logistical nut and stress for us. Due to injuries and illnesses we lost one helper and two cars. The starting field was stretched out like a writhing snake. We waited in Maršov for the arrival of the Bat and the Three on the Road team and were terrified if Tomas Kadlec would keep the pace and not...
I'll pick up on last night's lines. At the stroke of midnight the night of departures and arrivals began. Ivana was the first to go out into the black, but weather merciful darkness. She did her best at the log cabin, ate, slept, ate slept, and rode. No big cavies around. After the autumn floods, there is still one bridge missing in the Marsovo Valley. And so those who...
The second day is slowly coming to an end and it is finally a bit quiet to sit down and look back. Because up until now it had been quite a rush and there was no time to stop and the first day passed at a pace. And that was both on our part and especially on the part of those who read our mother earth with their own feet....
