nice, nice... I imagine that it must have been just perfect trip!
Perfect.. except the start of the story ! Willing to avoid booking some noclegi that we would have reached excessively late from Wroc on Friday night, we had the brilliant idea to camp... That was the only night of this year's exceptional autumn when temperatures jumped down under zero. The "campsite" was some pub backyard near Chyzne. We choose to pitch the tents on the wooden floor of the disco-polo in order to be less cold, so instead of pitches we tighted the tents with heavy backpacks outside of them. But at 3am dogs came from nowhere, and I convinced myself to wake up when I heard one of them digging into the bag. When I unzipped the door, they escaped and I discovered my whole picnic destroyed, with underwear spread in the grass as well. Sunlight in the next morning revealed lots of items spread in the whole field nearby, including my boots, hiking sticks of my friend, and many other things too !