Plesivec: scalping the bald hill
Immediately after my baroque adventure I decided to spice my running up with some hill work. To get things straight: I am not a mountain goat and I won’t become one. Besides, there are NO HILLS WHATSOEVER where I live but using an opportunity every now and then cannot hurt, can it?
The top of Plesivec, a mighty Brdy hill, is 654 m above the see level. I have known this for almost 40 years now since our summer cottage is located at the bottom. I have climbed it as a child numerous times, I have geocached around the top repeatedly… but I have never been running it up. And since there is a first time for everything, last Sunday (yes, day 1 after Baroque) I got up at 5.30 am and off I went…
Naive? Yes! Daring? Yes! Beautiful? You bet!
(Sorry for the poor quality of the pictures – blame the hill or my mobile phone manufacturer or Carl Zeiss but don’t blame me).
(And for you guys in the blue tent on the top – sorry for disturbing your early morning tantric s*x session, I only stopped for a minute or two and ran down again. Now I know why they call the rocks on the top The Devil’s Altar).