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Mountain path near Hrebienok in the Vysoké Tatry (High Tatra Mountains), Prešovský kraj (Prešov region), Slovakia.
The High Tatras are a high mountain range at the border of Poland and Slovakia. They are part of the Tatras mountain chain which again is part of the Carparthians.
The High Tatras are a well-known hiking and winter sport region. There are several beautiful glacial lakes in the High Tatras.
The highest peak of the High Tatras (and also of the whole Carparthians) is Gerlachovský štít (Gerlach Peak) with 2655 m (8711 ft).
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The High Tatras, having 29 peaks over 2,500 metres (8,200 ft) AMSL are, with the Southern Carpathians, the only mountain ranges with an alpine character and habitats in the entire 1,200 kilometres (750 mi) length of the Carpathian Mountains system. The first European cross-border national park was founded here—Tatra National Park—with Tatra National Park (Tatranský národný park) in Slovakia in 1948, and Tatra National Park (Tatrzański Park Narodowy) in Poland in 1954. The adjacent parks protect UNESCO's trans-border Tatra Biosphere Reserve. (...)
Many rare and endemic animals and plant species are native to the High Tatras. They include the Tatras' endemic goat-antelope and critically endangered species, the Tatra chamois (Rupicapra rupicapra tatrica). Predators include Eurasian brown bear, Eurasian lynx, marten, wolf and fox. The Alpine marmot is common in the range. (...)
Flora of the High Tatras includes: the endemic Tatra scurvy-grass (Cochlearia tatrae), yellow mountain saxifrage (Saxifraga aizoides), ground covering net-leaved willow (Salix reticulata), Norway spruce (Picea abies), Swiss pine (Pinus cembra), and European larch (Larix decidua).
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Slovakia holidays May 2016
Hiking tour High Tatras: Starý Smokovec - Hrebienok
This gravel path is uneven in places & the effect was enhanced by the shadows across the path in bright sunshine today.
Coast path near the Verne prison on Portland , a natural opening in the hills to give a clear view of the sea
On my visit to Blakeney in Norfolk during late December I walked up from the quayside up the shore line shadowing the North Norfolk Coastal Path and about a mile up the river I saw this beautiful sailing boat all on its own looking so serene and calm. It was one of my favourite memories from that day and really encapsulates my love of water and boats in one perfect image.
A woodland scene along a hiking trail in the Charles C. Deam Wilderness in Hoosier National Forest, Indiana.
The paths are beautiful at Owls Head State Park, east of Rockland, Maine.
The path to the beach at Owls Head has a classic S-turn in it and the light was just right. It was almost too easy. No trash, well maintained — it’s a beautiful spot.
Nikon D5100 -- Nikon 18-55mm
31mm
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©Don Brown 2015
This path is still used today by the tower-persons who record the weather and report smoke at the Mt Frankland fire lookout.
#SouthCoast 028 – Walpole
[...] I dreamed a thousand new paths. . . I woke and walked my old one [...]
-- Chinese Proverb
Nikon D200, Samyang 8mm f/3.5 fisheye, 8mm - f/8 - 1/10s - HDR 5xp +2/-2EV
Palermo, Italy (May, 2018)
Late-day light, Jacobsburg Environmental Education Center, Northampton County.
The Homestead Trail, traversing the high terrain south of Bushkill Creek, features open meadows with sweeping views of the sky.
Glacier National Park is probably my favorite place in the World. My wife and I initially met and got together over 10 years ago while planning a group trip to Glacier. We've traveled back multiple times since, and each year we don't get there we wish we could.
This fall at the end of September, we took a long weekend and brought our 2 children (ages 2 and 1) to Glacier for the first time. It was nothing like our prior trips to Glacier. No camping. No hiking to speak of. No 15+ mile days. No leaving camp at 6 am and returning after dark. No late-night campfires. We spent a large chunk of each day at Lake McDonald in Apgar, throwing rocks in the lake, dropping rocks into the lake off the boat dock, eating ice cream, buying stuffed animals at the gift shop, or just wandering the shore. We had as much fun exploring the grounds of the cabin we rented in Coram as we did in the park. And though undoubtedly in a different way than we feel connected to it, we saw our kids begin to connect with Glacier.
On this particular morning, we arose as early as we could and drove the hour up to Logan Pass. It was basically empty. We took a half-mile or so walk up the boardwalk toward Hidden Lake. We had no intention of getting there, no destination. My son relished the challenge of clambering up each step - still needing a spotter to ensure he didn't topple backward once he'd ascended. My daughter scanned for mountain goats and bighorn sheep. A crack in the boardwalk or a fallen leaf often derailed our progress for a few minutes. It may be the best memory I'll ever have of Glacier.
I hope the path of our lives will take us back here many times. Whether it does or not, this will always be a moment along that path that I cherish greatly.