Ever since Tim-san moved home from Ireland (or even before that, I think), we had a plan to arrange a trip to the so called Ram-szakadek, and pay our visit to the nature, and do some hiking. Time passed, and after almost a year, we got to realize said plan. Although some would argue if it was a good idea to go hiking in the autumn weather, but this particular Sunday wasn't cold at all. For a few occasions even the sun showed up, giving us it's yellowy glare, which while wasn't burning hot, it felt good nevertheless.
So with our party of 7, we met early morning at the train station, and after a short and enjoyable ride on the Hungarian Railways, we arrived on site at around 10am. We couldn't start our trip yet, as between the valley and us ran the river Danube. After the river crossing service (which was conveniently in synced departure with the trains, so wait time was minimal) helped us to overtake this obstacle, we quickly found our way through the local settlement into the nearby forest, where the tourist's route headed.
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As obligatory, we took a lot of photos, of which I share a few here. Unfortunately - as always - these photos can't really capture how magnificent was this site, Although most of the route lead us through tenderly sloped forest pathways, the real hardness - and the best part - of the trip lied in following the little river upwards. This was the very river that over time, carved a steep canyon into the mountain. For the convenience of the rookie hikers like us, they integrated steel railings into the sidewalls, they were great help while climbing, but leaves me with a question, would we able to conquer this valley if they weren't there? I will never know.
In the need of regain our strength, we took a few opportunities to rest a little, to eat, or just to tame our heartbeat and dig in the beautiful nature around us. We met a lot of fellow hikers that day, the proof that the weather was more than fit for taking a trip.
After an unsuccessful attempt to climb up to a hilltop (and the party nearly came rolling down on the hillside), everyone agreed that it was time for us to head back. The path we used to return to the riverside port was a much easier than the one we used upwards. Almost reached the river when the rain started to fall. Lucky for us it didn't caught us up on the mountain! Having just missed the ferry, we sit in the nearby pub to warm up until it was time for boarding.
From the feedbacks I take it as everyone enjoyed the trip, and is willing to continue on to further ones. Unfortunately winter just settled here, so it will be some time until the next one, but I'm glad we could made this one before the cold and snow.
Ever since Tim-san moved home from Ireland (or even before that, I think), we had a plan to arrange a trip to the so called Ram-szakadek, and pay our visit to the nature, and do some hiking. Time passed, and after almost a year, we got to realize said plan. Although some would argue if it was a good idea to go hiking in the autumn weather, but this particular Sunday wasn't cold at all. For a few occasions even the sun showed up, giving us it's yellowy glare, which while wasn't burning hot, it felt good nevertheless.
So with our party of 7, we met early morning at the train station, and after a short and enjoyable ride on the Hungarian Railways, we arrived on site at around 10am. We couldn't start our trip yet, as between the valley and us ran the river Danube. After the river crossing service (which was conveniently in synced departure with the trains, so wait time was minimal) helped us to overtake this obstacle, we quickly found our way through the local settlement into the nearby forest, where the tourist's route headed.
In the need of regain our strength, we took a few opportunities to rest a little, to eat, or just to tame our heartbeat and dig in the beautiful nature around us. We met a lot of fellow hikers that day, the proof that the weather was more than fit for taking a trip.
After an unsuccessful attempt to climb up to a hilltop (and the party nearly came rolling down on the hillside), everyone agreed that it was time for us to head back. The path we used to return to the riverside port was a much easier than the one we used upwards. Almost reached the river when the rain started to fall. Lucky for us it didn't caught us up on the mountain! Having just missed the ferry, we sit in the nearby pub to warm up until it was time for boarding.
