Trying to get drinking water: our short trip to Carpathians

About two weeks ago my mum with her friend came to visit us in Lviv. After spending few days walking around the city we got bored and decided that we want to see the mountains which supposed to be not far from Lviv and to have a picnic there. Actually I was hoping that they would be really close. I surfed in the Internet and found out that there is a national park Skolevskie Beskidy about 200 km from the city, with a waterfall, a lake and a mineral water spring, so we decided to go there as the friend was with a car.

We took with us a map, two umbrellas, some food and several 6-liters bottles. From the very beginning we got lost trying to find a Lviv ring road, so accidentally we found ourselves somewhere near the Poland. When we got to the right road it started to rain. But who cares, mountains are beautiful under the rain!

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However we saw the real mountains, and not just few hills, only at the end of our trip after 3 hours of driving. It kept raining and the streets were a total disaster, but we reached our goal: it was a small river in the mountains with a small waterfall…

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kamyanka-river

Surprisingly there were some people: women selling souvenirs (even there, even in such weather!), guys frying shashlyk for selling, kids with a school excursion. Kids were everywhere around and very noisy. Trying to escape from them we went to a small meadow to eat our lunch. We couldn’t have a real picnic so we ate just near the car. Then we filled our bottles with water from a spring nearby with a sign “water of vitality”.

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a bridge to the spring

The only attraction left was a so-called “Dead Lake”. There was also a sign pointing to the direction of the lake. The way there was very craggy, my mum and her friend suffered a lot following this way as none of us had good shoes to climb up the mountain. After all the affords to reach the lake we found a small pool. Well, we just had a bad luck that day. At least we breathed fresh mountain air, isn’t it marvelous?

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a way to the lake

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We had nothing else to do there and we headed back home. Though on the way we stopped off for a while at a town of Truskavets, a resort city famous for its mineral water well-rooms. My mum wanted to get there some mineral water that would make her more beautiful. After accomplishing this task we finally could go home. Of course we got lost again, this time on the central streets of Lviv.

In the evening sitting down an armchair my mum’s friend resumed our day trip: “I have never driven so far just to get some water. The only thing I want now is to relax and to drink some wine”.

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