At the beginning of May, the winter had finally been losening its grip on Central Europe’s mountain ranges, and it is fair to say it had been a pretty harsh cold season.

For doing the more interesting stuff in altitudes beyond two thousand meters, full winter equipment such as crampons and an ice axe was still necessary at this point in time, also and especially in the High Tatras mountain range in Poland, and you had to deal with a degree of uncertainty whether ground conditions allow access to particular places, after all.

The upside was that you had that sense of seclusion in an otherwise very touristy mountain region, and the transition from winter to spring creates that special atmosphere in nature that I really enjoy.

Mały Kozi Wierch, May 5

A reasonable goal was the Mały Kozi Wierch peak, boasting 2226 meters of altitude and lying in its entirety in Poland (as opposed to peaks lying close-by straddling the border, Świnica for example) as part of the popular Orla Perć trail.

I won’t bother with descriptions about the tour’s first part, the footpaths from Kuźnice to the splendid Czarny Staw Gąsienicowy mountain lake are walked by literally hundreds of tourists on any given day, and there is nothing difficult about them.

Very few hike any further though, so I was completely alone the next two hours before spotting a handful of people when reaching the Zawrat mountain saddle (2159 meters).

Scaling Zawrat could be described as slightly technical, yet the snow was very soft and it felt like climbing stairs upon stairs, so no real difficulties here either.

There hadn’t to be gained so much more altitude for reaching Mały Kozi Wierch obviously, for the next hour it was a solid up and down now and the challenge was finding a comfortable way through the occasional snowpiles and the wet and loose rocks.

The notion of proceeding and doing the entire trail after reaching the actual peak (and climbing a little beyond) certainly occurred to me, yet my Polish friends in my WhatsApp group advised rather vehemently against it.

Judging just by the mere sight of the ominously looking patches of dirty snow, and considering the fact I had neither partner nor rope, the safety margin struck me as indeed very thin.

Retracing my steps to the Murowaniec mountain hut I did appreciate having the opportunity to be in this impressive mountain range, and to have gained some additional experience for future projects hopefully.

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