Winter - or summer - I have found that the magic of this amazing area doesn't change because snow has covered the rocks and put the plants to sleep.
The valley where the dragon was frozen in stone by the local hodza may be a myth, but the aura of the dragon in this forgotten gorge, that sleeps like Glochamorra, follows us as we walked along its river last summer.
But it really is winter now and we are tiptoeing as best we can - on snowshoe - leaving the dragon, and the small village behind us.
This is a typical hut in Gradina - the summer highland village for the shepherds. You can see Gradina from Umoljani, which is where the shepherds live in the winter.
Gradina in the summer looks desolate.... but the highlands are not easy places to live - and in Lukomir, where the climate is even more harsh, the villagers remain all year round..
We are facing east on this rise and slightly to the north hidden from our view is Lukomir village...the last of the traditional highlanders.
Remember Andrew from camp Fazana? - he picked up some energy and is definitely showing good form now! just 5 months later. In fact, this was first snow trip ever, but - youth aside - he outshone the snow experts big time.
an extraordinary day... but still very exhausting.... as time goes on, each step seems to carry more snow.
All just a little too cheezy and tidy if you ask me... but fun anyway. If you click to enlarge this picture, you will see Umoljani below us. Tim Clancey(U.S.), Andrew(Holland), azzi(dutch antilles), me(Canada) and Alex(U.S.)