We don’t always go mountain biking, but when we do… we want to be sure that we have chosen the toughest path. Since the temperature in Zagreb is rising, and my physical condition decreases, Vedran decided to take me to Samoborsko gorje, on Japetić hill. With a bike. Last time I went on such an adventure, he had to pull me half a way with a rope (not kidding). This time I was more confident for no reason, so we woke up early in the morning, and arrived at the foothill near Šoićeva kuća at 9 o’clock.
And this is how I ride a bike The path was very steep and somewhat slippery because it was raining the day before. I jumped on a bike a few times, but didn’t last too long.
Unlike some people who are far more skillful and experienced than me. Vedran holds the same grip on a flat, as well as on extremely steep terrain, which is very rude of him.
As we were approaching the top of the hill, the atmosphere started to change – it was so foggy we couldn’t see much ahead of us, and really fresh. There was even a bit of drizzle.
Oh look, almost at the top.
But first, let me take a photo of this horror monster coming out of a tree with instructions.
On the top there’s a 12 m high iron tower you can climb onto. As we learned, it was set there in 1960. This pyramid stood on the highest peak of Medvednica while there was no TV tower, but then it was moved and reconstructed here. This is the beautiful view from the top everybody’s talking about:
Well… crap When the sky is clear, you can see the whole northwest Croatia and Slovenia, all the way to the Alps. At least we tried.
Our bikes taking a rest. No, we didn’t pull them up to the tower, there was nothing to see 😀
Fog rising and swirling in the wind.
Japetić – 879 m above the sea level. This one was taken at the Žitnica mountain lodge terrace. It was closed, thanks for asking.
We got there by 11 0’clock, and little by little, the sun started to break through the clouds, so we could finally see the part of the landscape.
It was peaceful and quiet, but this kind of zen mood was achieved after we ate our sandwiches, of course.
Mountain cats, the only companionship. We know they liked us just for the sandwich ham, but we don’t mind. We’ll come again. Thanks for reading