At times it feels like we’re traveling around a huge outdoor play-park. Chock-a-block with wall to wall nature. Today’s excursion no exception.
We’re spoilt for choice. Choose Vintgar Gorge. A short Scoot into the hills. It’s just over 1.5K in length. On a previous outing we bump into a Belgian girl, over here competing in a Masters swimming event. She advises to go late afternoon. Miss most of the crowds. Good shout.
The elevated wooden walkway leads us down alongside the fast flowing Radovna river. It’s been gouging out this ravine for eons. Fabulous views around every twist and turn.
At a couple of sections downstream it’s apparent that one became two, became three and so on. Looking like miniature skyscraper cities. Constructed from blasted remains of an end of the world battle. Teetering rock cairns leading the way to nowhere. Signifying nothing. Other than ‘Kilroy was ere’. 
Further along it’s clearly become a competition . . .
Then we receive our prize. The end of the line. Šum Waterfall.
Is that really what the first explorer said when he discovered this spot? “Wow, that’s some waterfall” . . .
Earlier in the day we’d Scooted down to Radovljica. One of the prettiest local towns. Like many we’ve visited, traffic free. (OK – so not quite!)
They love hanging baskets over here and are expert creators.
We go in search of the Ginger Bread man. He’s busy inside this living working museum. They make ginger bread in the traditional way. A hundred year old tradition. They know all about our Ginger Bread Man’s children’s story too.
We leave Radovljica, but not before Mary-Ann has collared this geezer . . .
