Monday, October 26, 2009

Mt. Murnovec

On the summit of Mt Murnovec, 1867 m.

Walking on the ridge.

Double happy, however, is the man whom lofty mountains tops are within reach, for the hights that shine there illumine all that lies bellow. (John Muir)

On the summit.

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In the Western Karawanken

View of Villach/Beljak on the Austrian side.

On a saddle.

View of Austria. The town is Villach/Beljak.

Autumn, the year's last loveliest smile. (Willian Cullen Bryant)

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Western Karawanken

On the way to Mt. Murnovec.

This part of the Karawanken ridge borders on Austria in the North and Italy on the West.

Because of the border area it was forbidden to walk here in the time of Yugoslavia.

There are still no marked paths here and no mountain huts.

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Friday, October 16, 2009

October in the Karawanken

October is a symphony of permanence and change. (Bonario W. Overstreet)

Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree. (Emily Bronte)

I can not endure to waste anything as precious as autumn sunshine by staying in the house.

So I spend almost all the daylight hours in the open air. (Nathaniel Hawthorne)

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Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Views from the Srednji Vrh Village

The Martuljek Group with Mt. Spik (the pyramid in the right).

Mt. Spik.

Two peaks.

The Martuljek Group.

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Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Back at Zdenka's House after Finishing Work in the Vineyard

Zdenka cooked for us delicious jota ... And there was lots of other food and wine of course ...

I believe that the responsibility of the winemaker is to take that fruit and get it into the bottle

as the most natural and purest expression of the vineyard, ... and of the vintage. (Robert M. Parker)

After a couple of months this will become excelent red wine: Karst teran.

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In the Vineyard

Hail noble fruit - by Homer sung,
Anacreon and Khayyam,
Thy praise is ever on the tongue
Of better men than I am. (Ambrose Bierce)

Bacchus we thank who gave us wine

Which warms the blood within our veins;

That nectar is itself divine. (Pierre Matin)

If God forbade drinking, would He have made wine so good? (Cardinal Richeleu)

Drink wine, and you will sleep well. Sleep, and you will not sin. Avoid sin, and you will be saved. Ergo, drink wine and be saved. (Medieval German saying)

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