How to climb from Brnčálka when it turns yellow
Winter crossing in the Tatras
Tatranská Lesná – Skalnaté pleso – Cottage by the Green Lake (Brnčálka) – Téry's cottage – Tatranská Lomnica. Due to the fact that snow fell, we re-evaluated it from the planned trip along the Karbunkulová ridge to a secured trip „for pensioners“, also the climbing equipment was taken entirely from inertia, but in the end we pulled the rope.
On Saturday at six in the morning we get off the train Prague - Poprad and then Tatranská
We climb up to Reiner's cottage, then in the direction of Skalnaté pleso
In the Rocky Hut we feel like „he had a pub, but people went there“, but otherwise all the honor of @Laco Kulanga, the king of porters. We are handing cats and Ríša has forgotten Laca's wallet, so she is trotting about half a kilo back. We didn't „hit“ the tourist a bit, so we find ourselves at the top of Velká Svišťovka (2038 m.), Which doesn't matter at all, the snow is holt snow and we get off the road for the second time, this time on the descent. In the end, it always pays to hold a mobile phone in a frozen hand, red found again, Jirin just needs to climb a rock. They have a welder at Brnčálka, and kneeling in her knees in front of her. We have half board and I'm going to bed because my throat hurts. Kačka and the boys are negotiating in the bar with Poles, Polish children are roaring and fucking in the rooms.
Jiřin still needs to climb a rock…
In the end, it always pays to hold a cell phone in a frozen hand, a red hiking trail found.
On Sunday morning
Full of snow everywhere
In the morning we look for a long time from the window to the gutter, which we go up to the south side (from left Lomnický štít, from right Baranie Rohy), and speculate how without GPS we hit the saddle until it is not visible (@list, add to the maps skialp path next to Lomničák ). We 're going up. Jiřin headed the road at the head and breaks to his knees, he is replaced by Radek and Richard. Chopsticks and ice axes. Piles of powder. This wanted to go the other way around, weighed, or go skiing. About fifty meters from the saddle we find a rock; Richard refused to continue to make a snow trail and triumphantly dug a fixed rope beside the rock (which surprised him). The cats creak, their hands freeze, sometimes a chain, once we prefer to secure it with a rope and we are already in the saddle, bathed in the sun, time for a selfie…
About fifty meters from the saddle we find a rock
Richard refused to continue to make a snow trail and triumphantly dug a fixed rope beside the rock (which surprised him).
View from the saddle
To the left below us in the clouds Téry's cottage and the snowy Spiš lake. Thanks to Kačka, who not only ruled the map all the time, but also watched us not to get on the ball …
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Brnčálka je snad nejfotogeničtější, i když taky nejfrekventovanější Tatranská chata.
