Mount Picuy
Mount Picuy
Route: village of Bilasovitsa - mountain Picuy - village of Bilasovitsa
I will start with a phrase that everyone has probably heard: "Whoever did not see Picuy, he did not see anything)"
Well, now you have seen Picuy. The highest peak of the Lviv region. Height 1408m.
A trip to Mount Picuy
And now about the journey.
We met at the railway station, from here our bus goes to the village of Bilasovitsa. It is with him that he is planning a climb to Picu.
Once again, checked if everything was taken, though, as you know from experience, something, but you must always forget it. Tradition)))
And we pack in the bus, and ahead of four hours of travel, which is not fair and pleasing.
Have gone I try to fall asleep, it turns out bad, to Strya did not sleep. In Strya, a full bus is being packed and people can talk to people about who, with whom, where and how) was able to zimmery.
Skole Woke up The people confidently prove that the writer about the capacity of the bus - a lie). But fun. There are people who are not so gloomy and closed forever, as in big cities. Probably the climate is not that one.
Eh, and outside the window tops of majestic and eternal mountains, contemplate on us, always concerned and fussy.
We go further. The pass is ahead of us, and our passage is behind the pass.
While riding from Skole to Bilasovitsa, the weather changed from about five times, from the clear sky to the pouring rain, and when they left the bus we were waiting for such a picture.
At 13:40, it's time to go up. The road runs through the village of Bilasovitsa. Mount Picu rises above it, touching its peak clouds, which float through the blue blue sky.
We walk through the village. Having checked the map, we are looking for a turn to the left, which should lead us to a short but rapid rise. As evil we do not meet anyone on the road to ask where it is best to turn. So let's go straight, as I read somewhere, from here all the roads lead to Picu. Arriving almost to the edge of the village, met a small man who built a dam), asking him how to get to Picu, made sure that really from here all the roads lead to Picu. If we continue to follow the road on which we are going now, then we will get a good hook, and when turning to the left, climbing up to the suburbs and turning to the right, then we will end up on that climb, which was planned to go up.
Turned to the left, a little raised and settling with the maps, where the road to Picuy lay near the stream, decided to turn to the right, and not reaching "the shepherds", as the boy said.
Well, perhaps, the tradition of getting a little lost, which began in my first campaign (without a guide, without conductors, without those who were already there) will be supported here too).
When I got a little bit, I decided to make a halt and appreciate the situation, and at the same time I could close the sandals, which I managed to break, although the accident was not serious, but at a rate slightly influenced).
Having checked with the maps
and thinking where we are now
They headed further along the stream of the stream, up. Having gotten a little bit more, we went out on the road.
Beauty, path found, clean air, birds sing, sandals sewn, once again check with the map and forward.
In 20 minutes, they reached the water barrier through which the deck was thrown over.
I was inconvenient to go through it)
And I decided to move the stream to the wobble
After successfully overcoming the water obstacle we went further, and then we need to climb on the axis of this
The swamp is mixed with stones, I will tell you not very well influences indicators such as strength and speed.
Hour of time climbing a marsh and making small havens, because it's not very easy matter I'll tell you, we went out to the open area where we could get somewhere we went, because according to the descriptions of the routes, it's time for us to see a peak ahead of us.
Judging by the landscapes and signs of the Transcarpathian tourist route, we came out entirely from the other side than planned.) Apparently, somewhere, they missed the turn.
At the 17:00 clock, it's still a bit to go to the summit, and then another place to look for, but now we know for sure where we are and where to go). After thirty minutes of ascent to the zherepile, to the top remains quite small. Part of the group made a haven to relax and smoke.
And the part of the group that does not smoke has been photographing us tortured, coughing and once again promising to quit smoking on the top for a long time)
17:50 group in full stock on top of Mount Picuy.
It is said to the truth that anyone who did not see Pikoy did not see anything. At the very top of the south side are picturesque rocks and swift peaks, from the northern thresholds with which we climbed. To the west there is a dividing spine. No photos, no words, all the beauty of the summit is impossible to convey, it just needs to be seen. This peak is really impressive. Also, we were fortunate enough to see an eagle that circled above the mountains.
After spending an hour on the top, having made a bunch of photos and videos begin the descent, you still need to find water and break the camp. They descended the way they wanted to climb.
Descended to the forest level, after passing a little forest found a creek
And for the first time they saw a blue snail)
Which was immediately called by Avatar)
Having come down a bit, they found a good place for tents. So they began to camp, burn fire, cook dinner.
Woke up in the morning saw that the package in which we packed the products torn, and toilet paper traces of teeth, some products disappeared)
And here is the thief himself
Maybe returning to the paper)
After breakfast, meivine and canned food, which the fox left us, was packed and went to the village of Bilasovitsa. Having reached the village, and then went to the store, drank beer and asked how to get to Lviv better. According to the saleswoman, the bus will soon have to go to Lviv. So they rushed to the stop.
And in fact in ten minutes there came an old LAZ "Tourist".
On the calendar, Sunday, at the clock, about a half past twelve home is not very desirable too, so decided to leave Skole).
Walking along Skole and having dinner, near the place de Pavliv stream flows into the Opir, still having a little while on the river Opir still gathered home.
Picu left unforgettable impressions. The beauty of the summit will not leave anyone indifferent. Now to the people who ask me what I found in those mountains, I advise you to just go and look at Picuy.
More photo from the campaign here
Video
Route: village of Bilasovitsa - mountain Picuy - village of Bilasovitsa
I will start with a phrase that everyone has probably heard: "Whoever did not see Picuy, he did not see anything)"
Well, now you have seen Picuy. The highest peak of the Lviv region. Height 1408m.
A trip to Mount Picuy
And now about the journey.
We met at the railway station, from here our bus goes to the village of Bilasovitsa. It is with him that he is planning a climb to Picu.
Once again, checked if everything was taken, though, as you know from experience, something, but you must always forget it. Tradition)))
And we pack in the bus, and ahead of four hours of travel, which is not fair and pleasing.
Have gone I try to fall asleep, it turns out bad, to Strya did not sleep. In Strya, a full bus is being packed and people can talk to people about who, with whom, where and how) was able to zimmery.
Skole Woke up The people confidently prove that the writer about the capacity of the bus - a lie). But fun. There are people who are not so gloomy and closed forever, as in big cities. Probably the climate is not that one.
Eh, and outside the window tops of majestic and eternal mountains, contemplate on us, always concerned and fussy.
We go further. The pass is ahead of us, and our passage is behind the pass.
While riding from Skole to Bilasovitsa, the weather changed from about five times, from the clear sky to the pouring rain, and when they left the bus we were waiting for such a picture.
At 13:40, it's time to go up. The road runs through the village of Bilasovitsa. Mount Picu rises above it, touching its peak clouds, which float through the blue blue sky.
We walk through the village. Having checked the map, we are looking for a turn to the left, which should lead us to a short but rapid rise. As evil we do not meet anyone on the road to ask where it is best to turn. So let's go straight, as I read somewhere, from here all the roads lead to Picu. Arriving almost to the edge of the village, met a small man who built a dam), asking him how to get to Picu, made sure that really from here all the roads lead to Picu. If we continue to follow the road on which we are going now, then we will get a good hook, and when turning to the left, climbing up to the suburbs and turning to the right, then we will end up on that climb, which was planned to go up.
Turned to the left, a little raised and settling with the maps, where the road to Picuy lay near the stream, decided to turn to the right, and not reaching "the shepherds", as the boy said.
Well, perhaps, the tradition of getting a little lost, which began in my first campaign (without a guide, without conductors, without those who were already there) will be supported here too).
When I got a little bit, I decided to make a halt and appreciate the situation, and at the same time I could close the sandals, which I managed to break, although the accident was not serious, but at a rate slightly influenced).
Having checked with the maps
and thinking where we are now
They headed further along the stream of the stream, up. Having gotten a little bit more, we went out on the road.
Beauty, path found, clean air, birds sing, sandals sewn, once again check with the map and forward.
In 20 minutes, they reached the water barrier through which the deck was thrown over.
I was inconvenient to go through it)
And I decided to move the stream to the wobble
After successfully overcoming the water obstacle we went further, and then we need to climb on the axis of this
The swamp is mixed with stones, I will tell you not very well influences indicators such as strength and speed.
Hour of time climbing a marsh and making small havens, because it's not very easy matter I'll tell you, we went out to the open area where we could get somewhere we went, because according to the descriptions of the routes, it's time for us to see a peak ahead of us.
Judging by the landscapes and signs of the Transcarpathian tourist route, we came out entirely from the other side than planned.) Apparently, somewhere, they missed the turn.
At the 17:00 clock, it's still a bit to go to the summit, and then another place to look for, but now we know for sure where we are and where to go). After thirty minutes of ascent to the zherepile, to the top remains quite small. Part of the group made a haven to relax and smoke.
And the part of the group that does not smoke has been photographing us tortured, coughing and once again promising to quit smoking on the top for a long time)
17:50 group in full stock on top of Mount Picuy.
It is said to the truth that anyone who did not see Pikoy did not see anything. At the very top of the south side are picturesque rocks and swift peaks, from the northern thresholds with which we climbed. To the west there is a dividing spine. No photos, no words, all the beauty of the summit is impossible to convey, it just needs to be seen. This peak is really impressive. Also, we were fortunate enough to see an eagle that circled above the mountains.
After spending an hour on the top, having made a bunch of photos and videos begin the descent, you still need to find water and break the camp. They descended the way they wanted to climb.
Descended to the forest level, after passing a little forest found a creek
And for the first time they saw a blue snail)
Which was immediately called by Avatar)
Having come down a bit, they found a good place for tents. So they began to camp, burn fire, cook dinner.
Woke up in the morning saw that the package in which we packed the products torn, and toilet paper traces of teeth, some products disappeared)
And here is the thief himself
Maybe returning to the paper)
After breakfast, meivine and canned food, which the fox left us, was packed and went to the village of Bilasovitsa. Having reached the village, and then went to the store, drank beer and asked how to get to Lviv better. According to the saleswoman, the bus will soon have to go to Lviv. So they rushed to the stop.
And in fact in ten minutes there came an old LAZ "Tourist".
On the calendar, Sunday, at the clock, about a half past twelve home is not very desirable too, so decided to leave Skole).
Walking along Skole and having dinner, near the place de Pavliv stream flows into the Opir, still having a little while on the river Opir still gathered home.
Picu left unforgettable impressions. The beauty of the summit will not leave anyone indifferent. Now to the people who ask me what I found in those mountains, I advise you to just go and look at Picuy.
More photo from the campaign here
Video
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