Walking Serbia

Walking Serbia

Found a pit to sleep next to the first night.

On to a road that disappears. We follow what we think is a marker for a county line.

Mycro gets spooked from humans in the trail. We meet the Mountain Club of Nis. There was some work to be done on the trail.

Mycro gets stung on his butt and has a royal freak out.

We come into a small village for bread and cheese feast.

We pick up the black dog and Mycro makes a friend.

Slept under an old pear tree with a view and sunset to die for.


Photo:  Wilhelm Cortez



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