This was yesterday, but since I only got my internet back this afternoon, I'll show you now! To be honest, I didn't miss the internet at all, because when I got home after dinner I picked up a book and read it all night long.
I don't know if I've told you, but there hasn't been any snow in my home or immediate area, but on Sunday morning I was greeted by a great whiteout. The city was melting, it was full of salty, half-melted slush, and I walk down the street like a confused penguin who doesn't know whether to go around a puddle or cross it.
When leaving the city, you are much more likely to see a thick layer of snow in the mountains (in this case the Bakony). Bodajk was the chosen destination, which was a fairyland in itself. I could almost hear the welcoming words, "Welcome to Narnia!" Well, the sign "Bodajk" at the beginning and the end of the village could have been changed to Narnia at least for this day.
The sticky snow was thick on even the thinnest branches!
There was also a bit of mud due to the hunting/forestry off-road vehicles.
Rosehips are rape and soft!
Towards the gorge the snow got thicker and thicker, and in some places I noticed that I was the first human being that day. Animals were naturally walking ahead of me.
The gate to fairyworld:
The stream was so swollen that its roar could be heard from far away. In comparison, in mid-summer there were hardly any stinking puddles. This is actually the normal condition of the stream, not the dry riverbed. A few more days of precipitation and the water will flood the footpath.
There should be some color in the great whiteness:
I also included a half-hour walk barefoot. When I meet people at this time, 50 percent of them are horrified and say, "This is going to be a problem!" But the other 50 percent say I'm doing the right thing because I'm doing something for my health.
No winter without a snowman! Here is one that is more like a snow elf, very cute!
I put on my shoes, my feet are tingling and hot because I have good circulation. Half an hour in the cold does it no harm. But 5 minutes is too much for my hands! It's a good thing I brought my thick gloves and started building up the snow. High towers, arches.
Time passed quickly, I had to start walking uphill.
The fog slowly began to descend. It's no good being outside at this time, because it's much harder to find your way around.
Luckily I didn't have to rush to the bus. The road downhill was very slippery and muddy because the sledgers had broken down the hillside. By the way, sledging is not one of my favourite winter sports, because I once had a pretty serious accident and it took me half a year to rehabilitate. So no more sledging!
But hiking at this time is still very good and, if you use your common sense, it's safe.