Natural beauty amongst the horrors...

Arriving at Plitviče I camped with some kiwis at the overpriced campground.
Heading to the national park I was amazed by the clarity of the water filled with friendly fish and bursting with waterfalls (and unfortunately, tourists also...). The picture gives some idea...
traveling south on the old main road, still scared front tank tracks, I again joined the main road and headed west towards the coast. Passing mine field after mine field and village after village heavily damaged by the war I arrived in Otočic, soon after meeting Sibil and Andrea from Switzerland who where heading in the other direction, we soon decided to camp together. Within an hour we had found a lawn next to one of the few undamaged houses in the town. A fine cooked meal over a local red wine made for an enjoyable evening.
Waking early we were treated to fresh pears and home brewed coffee from the old women at the house. We said our good byes and headed in opposite directions...
I headed up up up to a bear sanctuary into the mountains where they are raising wild bears that have lost their mothers. From here I climbed to an altitude of 1340 m overlooking the Adriatic. Staying in a hiking hut in the national park. Amazing views...
Now on the island of Rab and heading north towards Slovenia, shold be there by Sunday...