That little ghostly thing would be me.







I have a thing for mountains, ever since I was a kid and read so many fairy tales. There's a magic to them and I really don't go that often, but there's a saying and it goes something like "every time a man climbs a mountain, the man comes down wiser" (It's a poor translation but you get the idea) and I was thinking about that all my way up, especially when I walked on my own with the group behind me. I always thought that nature will mainly teach you modesty, to learn how powerful ...and I've got to say it: tricky and dangerous it can be. You really get the feel of some scary tales while in the wild and hold on to any human trace as if life depended on it.