I don't just "travel" to the mountains, but those destinations are my favorite. And the older I get, the more I weigh and the less fit I am, the greater my ambitions are. I've always only observed the Moračka Mountains from afar. I was closest to them when I went to the source of the Morača River, as well as to Kapetanovo and Manito (Brnjica) lakes.
Back then, I admired them from a frog's perspective and hoped that someday I would reach some peak. The September days were coming to an end, and the last train for me to visit another mountain this season was passing.
I didn't dare to go to the Moračka Mountains alone. I don't know the terrain well, so I wasn't encouraged even by the knowledge that there were markings.
In this case, I follow the announcements of hiking groups. I have my favorites when it comes to groups, but I always give priority to the location. When I saw the announcement of "Javorje, Lola and polenta at Aunt Mara's" by Montenegro Phototrekking, I signed up immediately.
Two buses full of adventure-seeking Podgorica residents headed that morning to Mount Lola. The kačamak and the other diakonies that were offered were not a negligible motive either.
From the road Podgorica-Kolašin, at the intersection of Mioska, we turned left, towards Boan. After fifteen kilometers of narrow and winding road, we reached the Semolj pass, where we parked the buses. From there we headed left, through the forest, on a macadam road. It didn't even last 20 minutes, and in front of us was a view of the plateau, with almost no trees. Javorova, after which this area is most likely named, is not even a weed.
The landscape did not change much, the terrain was easy to walk on. We increased the pace a bit, which didn't really suit me, but I didn't let myself be swayed by the intention. A break is welcome to all. From the place where we took a ten-minute break, there was a view of Lijevno, whose peak is also known as Kennedy's Head, and which can be clearly seen when we head towards Kolašin from Mioska, and then turn our heads to the right. This head-turning is only possible if you are not driving.
At the top, caution was not out of place, there are screes and it is quite steep, but I was surprised when we reached the finish line, because the climb was very short. The ridge is long and I walked along it from start to finish. From the other end, there is the best view of Kapa Moračka. Below it, but on the other side, is the source of the Morača River.
Just then, I heard the incredible fact that work had begun on building mini power plants in that area. I could not believe that the authorities could allow the destruction of such a natural monument. That is an ugly and sad story for another blog.
At the top, there is a box with a notebook, without a stamp. Veliki Zebalac, by the way, is 2129 meters high. Windmills were once again whitening in the distance, and directly below us we could see numerous katuns, mostly abandoned.
The vegetation was reduced to (currently) dry grass. Not a trace of a tree.
At the top, some were resting, while others were tirelessly taking photos. That made sense to me, because that activity is also in the name of this mountaineering society. I was clicking everywhere, hoping that quality would emerge from quantity.
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