Five of my weekend guests arrived on the Friday and a further three on Saturday. The latter were supposed to turn up by 10am at the latest, as it happens we had to wait for them until midday before we could set out on our hike. As a result of the late departure we had to scrap one of our highlights, but it was still a great hike. At one stage we found ourselves in a whiteout like snowstorm, which made an already hairy trip more dangerous. Most of us were falling in all directions slipping on the ice hidden by the fresh snow. We still enjoyed it as you can see on the happy faces in the pictures. I don't think it was more than about 12km, but it took us about over 4 hours. It did include two stops: one at a little forest church with an ancient stages of the cross monument, the other at a hostelry for palinka and warmth. I managed to find one of my geocaches of the day (actually it was Nerrillee who found it), but the other one fell foul of the cutting of the trip short due to leaving late and the weather being atrocious.
Once at home a big feast was devoured with relish. Erika made tortillas and Roy contributed his famous mushroom paprikash. Some of his palinka found dome devotees amongst the gathered crowd.
Sunday found us rather worn out from Saturday's exertions, plus Lisa went down with some virus, so a depleted band of happy brothers (and sisters) set out for an amble within the village in the now much improved weather, which was still perishing but the sun shone and the snow sparkled. We had a look at the new development by the stream and then walked up the hill to lunch at Viragos.
At the end of the day Agi and David gave us a lift in to town where we are now. I am off to London and Portugal on Friday, so the next post will be sometime, but I'm not sure when.
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