These three days felt like a condensed image of the whole trip: Moments of lightness and wonder alternated with physical exertion, unpredictable weather and little surprises. While in some places I almost seemed to be flying, other passages demanded full concentration and patience. Again and again, new perspectives opened up – on the landscape, on myself and on what is important to me.

In search of my next adventure, I ended up in Slovenia.
I had often heard how beautiful and pristine the nature there is – green forests, rugged mountains, crystal-clear lakes. And as I wanted to get out into the mountains again anyway, preferably on a long, continuous route, I ended up on the Slovenian High Alpine Trail.
You can’t find much about it online – at least not in German. That made it all the more exciting for me. The High Alpine Trail, or Slovenska planinska pot in Slovenian, is the longest long-distance hiking trail in the country and runs for around 600 kilometers right across the Slovenian Alps – from Maribor to Ankaran on the Adriatic.
This time I wanted to take it a little easier: without a tent, with reduced luggage, from hut to hut. I was in the mood for the mountains, but also for a little more spontaneity and lightness on the road. No meticulously planned stages, just see how far I get – and how it feels to just keep going day after day.