The sixth day arrived..According to Crina`s plan, our today trip should have taken us in the middle of this mountainous country, to Durmitor National Park. I was not very enthusiastic about the idea at all because close to the sea was where I wanted to be as much as possible. But since I agreed with this plan from the beginning, I couldn’t say anything…I was sad…not only because we will spend the next two days in the mountain area, but also because this meant that our road trip it was getting us close little by little to the end of our vacation..and this was the most saddening…
Since the route we picked was going around Bay of Kotor I asked Crina and Andra to stop and have a coffee on the shore so I can say a proper farewell. We stopped in Morinj one of the villages placed around Bay of Kotor and while sipping the coffee, we were watching the sun reflections in the water. I liked immensely this bay and I had the sensation that there were still so many question marks regarding it. I tried to decipher its mystery as accurate as possible but still I felt that I haven`t gone to the depths, there were still may things I need to find out about it..
One last glance…and we left following the road which was talking us winding up to the core of Montenegro mountains. I kept looking back trying to see one last time my beloved sea and watch how it became smaller, and smaller till it disappeared…I was still longing for the sea but the mountains we were passing were definitely successful in wiping the tears from my heart, because suddenly I forgot all about the sea, and the spectacular sights I was seeing captured me completely…
The surroundings were fairy tale like…after passing a barren and rocky mountain area, a tall plateau with green pastures was unveiling ahead of us…It was bathed by the sun and the houses were scattered on every top…It had a picturesque beauty, almost idyllic…I was thinking that if I want to run away from everything this would be a place where I would like to go..Definitely, there, the time had no meaning, it was just something you might know it exist but you can’t feel it passing over you because a place like that it is beyond time borders…
I was not feeling sorry anymore for getting so much distance from my sea because right after this idyllic plateau a more spectacular view was revealing to us. We reached the River Piva Valley, and I can say now after I saw also the Tara Canyon that Piva Canyon is by far the most spectacular. The road goes along the river, which carved its way through the massiveness of the mountains for millions of years having the bluest color ever.
We were so surprised by it, the blue color seemed no real and it was so wide for a mountain river. What we thought it is a river was, in fact, a lake the second largest in Montenegro formed after flooding the Piva canyon with the construction of Mratinje Dam. A dam built in 1975 being one of the highest in Europe and to me seemed like a success of a mission impossible.
Although being the highest dam, it is quite narrow and when I looked at it I had for the first time an idea of how many millions of gallons of water might be in that lake, and how frail that dam seemed to be, to me it looked like it was frail, for me it was very hard to grasp, how a dam like that can keep all that power under its control.
Piva Canyon with Mratinje Dam it is definitely a place not to be missed, it is impressive precisely by the immense force of nature which seemed to be tamed by human skills. The road goes alongside the lake through numerous tunnels carved in the mountain. Once we passed the dam after few km we reached the border with Bosnia-Herzegovina. Since Bosina was not part of our trip we returned to Pluzine and took the road crossing the Durmitor National Park to out final destination for that day.. Zablijak.
I thought Piva Canyon was the pinnacle of the day but instead more surprises were expecting us quietly after the corner. Probably I should also mention that all the roads in that part of the world are going up, so our road was going up leaving behind the breathtaking view of Piva Canyon.
We were on the road almost all day …and still far away from our destination. Til now we crossed a mesmerizing part of Montenegro and the road it was taking us even further…to the very heart of Montenegro…Durmitor National Park. The mountain stage of our road trip since the beginning was not very appealing to me, but since mountain were part of Montenegro and we were trying to get to know this country I thought that well..I have to do this also. This trip definitely was giving me a well-deserved slap on the cheek, I should have known better, and I should stop being judgmental…after all, since I am traveling I was always taken by surprise by the places I never thought it will bring anything new to my trips.
We reached the village Trsa on top of Mountain Piva, placed at 1450 m altitude and looking around we felt like being on some forgotten pasture since there were few houses and couple of horses were grazing on the meadows. We were starving, so we stopped to the first place we saw and looked more likely to have a restaurant, Milogora Guest House. while waiting for the well-deserved cevapcici, I went on the near pasture and start gathering wildflowers. After my friend Darius death, which was a talented flower designer all his friends decided to create a flower bouquet and leaving it with a note attached to it in a place where it could be found by someone passing by, and that bouquet made out of their sorrow to bring light and happiness on the face of whom might find it.
My bouquet for Darius was made out of wildflowers picked up just before sunset and left at the crossroads in Trsa, Durmitor National Park…I have let my friend spirit free on those pastures to float with the winds through the multitude of colored wildflowers he loved so much, and after I said “Goodbye“…we continued our trip…
We left around 7 pm but there was so much light around that almost felt unreal, I had a suspicion that maybe somehow the day was stretched because it felt almost impossible for so many things to happen and still the day not to be over yet..
The top of Piva mountain was only preparing us for what was to come…The mightiness of Durmitor Durmitor Natioanl Park appeared and I still could not believe that we are so close to the mountain and that we were crossing all that region by car.
The road was in a very good state although was quite narrow and in a case of a car coming from the opposite direction passing it could have been difficult…But still, we were the only one…crossing at sunset the Durmitor Durmitor National Park.
The time when we were there could not be more perfect…Shadows and light were playing on the mountains features
The peaks were still bathed by the sunlight while valley were falling under the shadowy veil
Clouds were tangled in the mountain`s tops roughness being a warning sign that we are still at high altitude in a mountain region and we should be grateful that we had perfect weather to witness all this but we should not stay here for too long…the night is coming ..
Regardless the signs..we were still there …no spectacle could have been more capturing than the sun setting in Durmitor Montains..
The light was perfect and it felt like a golden embrace, although a bit chilly it did not matter..we continued to stop to admire and take pictures..
Maybe I was under the influence of the entire day, being so intense and letting my friend go on the pastures of Piva mountain. Maybe it was only the beauty around me which made the entire experience be almost orgasmic.
Carved by the glaciers the entire plateau still reverberates the rough power of ice colliding with the toughness of the mountain rock…
Durmitor National Park, Montenegro
Sheep were grazing undisturbed even by our presence, the mountain did not care about us either…Only the wind was trying to say something but its words were lost in the valley because it did not have the patience to stop so we can hear it properly..
The name Durmitor it means sleeping and is connected to the English dormitory and the name reflects exactly the entire atmosphere. It looks like a trip between stony sleepy giants, a kingdom of stillness having its own laws…
The sun was getting ready to set…This time, it was not falling in the arms of the sea, but it was hiding with a yawn behind the mountains, in one on the numerous valley of this sleepy kingdom…I was so happy ..this time feeling it till the core of my being…My friend was set free and I understood why I had to be so far when he died so tragically…I had to be out there close to the mountains top and show him the pastures of eternity…in that timeless kingdom of stillness..
Enjoy the meadows of eternity, my dear friend Darius…