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Nadia resting in the grass because she hates to hike.
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241. Our finished table on the mountainside. If you look close, you can see the memorial cross erected for Hristo Votev. He was a revolutionary during the time of Turkish rule in this country. He organised several hundred men and marched from the Romanian border to this point where he was defeated by the Turks. The Turks decapitated him and his men and marched their heads into Sofia on sticks. The rest of Hristo Votev's Men's remains are in the Cherapish Monestery which I saw later on in the trip.
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244. One of the cliffs of the Vratsata, one of the prime rock climbing regions in all of the Balkans, if not all of Europe
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261. My host uncle, Tsetso, taking a short break when climbing the highest mountain in the Balkans, Mt. Musala.
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Me with Musala somewhere far in the background
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266. Tsetso and I at the lake at the base of Musala.
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267. Tsetso and Gabbi (my host cousin) with Musala in the background.
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272. Tsetso and I at the peak of Musala (2925 Meters), the highest mountain in the Balkans. The clouds rolled in at just the wrong moment. It was about 35 farenheit at the summit. We got some tea at the summit cabin to warm up.
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275. The old cabin part way up the mountain (we were on the way down), the new cabin is to the left. They serve food and sell tea and snacks.
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276. Me at the lake by the cabins.