Walking the Kumano Kodo Kiiji Route

man hiking on cobblestone path through forest on Kumano Kodo Kiiji

If you missed it, please start with the first part of our journey along the Kumano Kodo. Otherwise, keep reading…

Yuasa to Hidaka

Our second day of walking the Kumano Kodo continued along the Kiiji route, from Yuasa to Hidaka. After bringing his daughter to school, our host dropped us off at the starting point in town and we began a steady ascent, passing more mikan orchards heavy with fruit.

kumano kodo kiiji path in Yuasa Japan
Start of our Kiiji walk from Yuasa

One of the highlights of this section was the ishidatami cobblestone. This is the longest continuous cobblestone pathway on the Kumano Kodo.

woman opening gate on cobblestone path of Kumano Kodo Kiiji

The path continued to ascend through dense forest. There were no major points of interests along that route, no big temples or tiny jizo statues. It was simply a gorgeous day of walking through quiet woodlands, which is how we like it.

cobblestone path and forest on Kumano Kodo Kiiji

At the top, we stopped for lunch in a shady area with benches.

hiker eating onigiri for lunch on Kumano Kodo Kiiji
Onigiri, this one stuffed with spicy mayo, made for easy trail lunches

Heading down towards Hidaka we passed abandoned rice terraces, now covered in bright yellow wildflowers and cherry trees awaiting bloom.

man hiking past abandoned rice fields on Kumano Kodo Kiiji

Like the day before, this section of Kumano Kodo was mostly through agrarian countryside, so it wasn’t what I’d call “postcard pretty” but it offered a closeup of rural Japanese life.

small farm near Hidaka on Kumano Kodo Kiiji

Including the lesser-known route of Kiiji was one of the reasons we chose Oku Japan as our tour operator. Most people go straight to the Nakahechi or mountain routes, which offer superb landscapes and large temples.

mountain view along Kumano Kodo Kiiji from Yuasa to Hidaka
The Kiiji route was more rugged agrarian with easier mountain climbs

To include the Kiiji section shows  a dedication to supporting rural tourism and local businesses. As we’ve learned on our travels, the best memories come from the people we meet, not the photos of gorgeous places. A company like Oku Japan understands this and they had several local experiences in store for us that day.

welcome sign on Kumano Kodo Kiiji in Hidaka
We followed this sign for friendly conversation and refreshments

Japanese Hospitality

Our first stop was at a Hidaka household, where Mayumi Kanasaki welcomed us into her home and served us tea and a large bowl of savory and sweet snacks. Using Google Translate, she visited with us the entire time and was patient when we stumbled on translations. She showed us the display in her home, honoring the  Hinamatsuri festival that celebrates girls.

Hinamatsuri display inside the Kanasaki home

Mrs. Kanasaki followed in her car as we walked to the nearby Kōmyō-ji Temple, where she took us inside and gave us a tour. I could hear the pride in her voice as she spoke of the items inside this temple and the reverence as she prayed. Unlike many of the temples we visited in Kyoto, this one felt like it was actively used by the community. It did not feel like a tourist attraction.

Honored to be invited inside Kōmyō-ji Temple and take photos

A young woman gave us a gift upon departing, small hand towels which are helpful while traveling in Japan because there are rarely hand dryers or hand towels in public bathrooms. Then Mrs. K followed us again in her car as we walked to her husband’s bamboo shop.

Mr. Kanasaki heating black bamboo in Hidaka workshop
Akihito Kanasaki demonstrating his craft

The Master of Black Bamboo

Mr. Akihito Kanasaki is a 3rd generation bamboo wood worker, and he is the only one producing black bamboo that is harvested from the mountain along Kumano Kodo. His family has been fire-roasting bamboo for over 100 years and he demonstrated the process.

He and his wife told us of the challenges that deer and boar pose, eating all of the young bamboo shoots, and we shared with them our stories of Newfoundland where moose pose a similar threat to the trees. They gifted us with handcrafted bamboo pens with our names carved into the wood, something to treasure forever.

Katsumi Yukawa, one of our favorite innkeepers of all times

The Ambassador of Wakayama

Our host for the night picked us up at the bamboo shop. And this was when our real adventures began! The ever-smiling, bursting with knowledge Katsumi Yukawa has to be one of the most delightful innkeepers we’ve ever had the privilege to meet. He and his wife Yumiko opened Coast Cafe a few years ago, returning to his hometown after living in Tokyo.

Shirasaki Ocean Park was one of the most scenic walks we did in Japan

After introducing himself, Mr. Yukawa asked if we were tired and we said no, and thus commenced a guided tour of his favorite spots on the Wakayama coastline near Hidaka.

He took us to his friend’s new burger shop on Ubuyu Beach which opened the previous day. We visited over coffee and a spongy light-as-air chiffon cake. The burger shop had a cozy beach vibe and excellent views of the sea.

chiffon cake at burger shop on Ubuyu Beach Hidaka

Moving along, Mr. Yukawa drove us to the Kokoku-ji Temple in Yura. Walking the temple grounds as the sun began to set was a wonderful experience and doing so with someone who was happy to share his knowledge made it even more special.

two men standing in front of Kokoku-ji Temple in Hidaka Wakayama

He told us this was the origin of kinzanji-miso and the shakuhachi bamboo flute. The temple is also renowned for its Tengu, the red deity with a long red nose, which we were unable to see in the dark.

Entrance to Kokoku-ji Temple

We then stopped at Shirasaki Ocean Park for beautiful sunset views. Walking to the observation point, we passed several young couples holding hands (this is a popular romantic spot with the youth) and a building that used to be a diving school before it was destroyed by a typhoon several years ago.

two men at sunset at observation deck Shirasaki Ocean Park
Shirasaki Ocean Park observation deck

Packing every last bit he could, our dedicated host drove us further along the coast, stopping for photo ops and telling us of the submarine in the bay just outside his inn. He kept us up until 10:00 that night, talking about the Hidaka region of Wakayama. I almost fell asleep in my soup, but that was one of our most memorable days and I would love to return some day to stay longer with the Yukawa family.

The guesthouse was an interesting assortment of buildings. The main house was large with a modern kitchen open to the large dining area. There were excellent views of the bay from this space. Mrs. Yakawa teaches flower arrangement and other craft classes so there were examples of her handicrafts displayed on tables.

bath at Coast Cafe in Wakayama Japan
A private bath is luxury on the Kumano Kodo

Our room was in a separate building with the toilet rooms just a few steps away in another building. The private bath was in the back of the building where we slept and had a good sized soaking tub and sink. It sounds like a strange arrangement, but it was quite comfortable and added to the unique experience.

Best coffee we had in Japan was at Coast Cafe

Mrs. Yukawa had a collection of tea cups which you could choose from for tea or her special coffee. The food at Coast Cafe was different than anywhere else along Kumano Kodo, I would call it homecooked Japanese-French fusion, but really I just think Mrs Yukawa cooks whatever she loves and thinks will make her guests happy.

dinner at Coast Cafe in Wakayama Japan
Eric loved this savory, hearty soup

As Mrs. Yukawa served us breakfast the next day, her husband pulled out a laptop and monitor to show us YouTube videos. I had informed him we would be ending our trip in Wakayama City and he was delighted that we wanted to explore his prefecture. He was the best travel advisor and historian, could not have asked for a better person to introduce us to this region!

Follow along as we switch to the Nakahechi route of Kumano Kodo and conclude our tour of Japan by exploring Wakayama City.

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Beyond the Trail: Food and Friendship on the Kumano Kodo

woman with bamboo hiking stick walking Kumano Kodo Kiiji

“You will just have to get naked in front of strangers. We can’t go to Japan and not walk Kumano Kodo, which requires us staying in traditional lodging with shared baths. Suck it up, Buttercup.”

Yes, that is a real conversation between Eric and I as we planned our trip to Japan. At this point I had already mistakenly booked a hotel in Osaka that was a love hotel before realizing what I had done (thank you Booking.com for easy cancellations)! Memories of some of the hikes we did in Albania and Montenegro, of which Eric had zero details beforehand, were also still fresh in his mind. Which might explain Eric’s trust issues.

woman at Osaka train station going to Kumano Kodo
On our way to hike Kumano Kodo

But really, who doesn’t want to experience the joys of a public bathhouse? (please don’t answer that, I don’t need comments that will get me banned online. In fact, I should probably delete this entirely because I’ll most likely get the wrong kind of SEO and visitors. Naked in Birmingham remains one of my most visited blog posts, I am ashamed to admit.)

Our tour guide in Kainan using Google Translate to answer some of our questions

But back to Kumano Kodo. For those who don’t know what I’m talking about, here’s a quick summary. We’ll have a comprehensive guide on Trips to Walkabout soon.

Day 1 on our Kumano Kodo walk with Oku Japan

What is the Kumano Kodo?

The Kumano Kodo is a network of ancient pilgrimage trails in Japan that wind through the mountainous Kii Peninsula, south of Osaka and Kyoto. These routes connect sacred Buddhist and Shinto sites which have beckoned pilgrims since the 9th century, but the belief in this region’s sacredness predates these religions. Here, the mountains are sacred, protected by deities and offering shelter to ancestors.

Fuijishiro shrine in Kainan Japan
We visitied Fujishiro Shrine on our first day of Kumano Kodo

Why walk the Kumano Kodo?

People have various reasons for walking Kumano Kodo. Some seek the spiritual aspect. Camino de Santiago pilgrims are enticed by the opportunity to earn a dual pilgrimage certificate. For me, it was more curiosity and a chance to experience  rural Japan on foot. I was also drawn to the “nature as deity” concept. Which was perfect, because our 6-day Kumano Kodo with Oku Japan was less “religious boot camp” and more “scenic culinary escape with friendly innkeepers.”

couple sitting on train to begin walking Kumano Kodo
Excited to begin the Kumano Kodo!

Kumano Kodo Day 1: Shimizu-Ura to Kainan

Following a week on our own, exploring Kyoto and neighboring towns, it was nice to begin our itinerary with Oku Japan in which I didn’t have to plan anything. Our first day on Kumano Kodo began with 2 trains to get from Kyoto to Shimizu-Ura, where we began our first walk along the Kiiji route.

man hiking up trail in Kainan Japan

I was thankful for good route notes, as finding the beginning of the trail would have been difficult in town. The walk didn’t start pretty and it was a straight climb up, but soon we found ourselves in a quiet forest.

man hiking past old shed through forest in Kainan Japan

With views overlooking the industrial port town of Kainan.

Eric was fascinated by rusty steel tracks used by local farmers to bring mikan oranges down from the mountain. This region of Wakayama prefecture is well known for their mikans, which are sweet with a slightly tart grapefruit-like flavor. Most delicious orange juice I’ve ever tasted!

We stopped for lunch at Goshono-shiba Hill, where we watched a fellow pilgrim heat his miso soup on a tiny propane burner. Our picnic of onigiri, jerky and cheese sticks (purchased at Kyoto Station that morning) felt like a feast compared to his humble lunch.

Jizobu-ji Temple

After visiting Jizobu-ji Temple, dedicated to Jizo-Bosatsu (protector of children and travelers), we passed several small statues representing the Buddhist deity. Near every statue we would see some sign of care and devotion. It might be flowers, a can of soda, fruit, cookies, coins – anything that was a heartfelt offering. Along this particular route we observed tiny bamboo rakes, used to keep the area clean around each statue.

We soon entered a towering forest of bamboo, whispering and knocking in the wind. This forest is the reason we didn’t visit Arashiyama while we were in Kyoto, because I knew we’d be walking through an equally beautiful forest without the crowds.

man hiking through bamboo forest near Kainan Japan

Exiting the forest, we passed terraced fields of mikans and other produce as we walked down from the mountain into town.

terraced fields of mikan oranges near Kainan Japan

Oku Japan surprised us from day one, when we turned a corner and saw a sign with my name on it welcoming us to the Fujishiro Shrine in Kainan.

woman pointing at sign with her name on it while hiking Kumano Kodo
Perks of walking with a good company, welcome signs & excellent route notes

We were greeted by a man, a woman and a young priest. The older man was wearing a Coleman camping hat, which he and Eric found quite funny. They gave us a tour and explained the significance of this particular shrine. The Fujishiro gate is considered to be the official entry to Kumano Kodo.

couple and priest at Fujishiro Shrine in Kainan Japan
The priest blessed us and introduced us to the history of Fujishiro

It was an odd experience, sitting in an old temple besides ancient statues and an LCD monitor showing a PowerPoint presentation. Actually, it seemed quintessentially Japanese, the old and the modern seamlessly co-existing.

Buddha statues at Fujishiro Shrine in Kainan
Fujishiro is a good example of Shinto and Buddhism co-existing

We were instructed to touch the 1,000 year old camphor tree, to feel it breathing. While I remain relatively ignorant of Shintoism and Buddhism, this aspect of nature as a spiritual focus resonates strongly with me. I’ve always felt closer to the Divine outside in nature, rather than inside a church.

This 1,000 yr old camphor tree is well loved and protected

Our tour guides walked us to Suzuki Mansion, where we had our first glimpse of a traditional Japanese home and private garden. Don’t let the word mansion mislead you, this was a small home. It was completed in 2023 and is beautifully crafted with reclaimed wood. The slats you see in photo below are actually shutters which can be opened or closed.

Eric finding his serenity at Suzuki Mansion

A bit more walking and then we headed to the train station to depart for our first ryokan in Yuasa. This seaside town is famous for its soy sauce, but it will forever remain in my memory for the lovely family that owns Kappo Ryokan Miyoshiso. This young family welcomed us into their home and introduced us to the high art of Japanese cuisine. Using Google Translate to converse, we learned they have taken over his family’s historic inn, which is famous for its warm hospitality and food. Yoshinori is a phenomenal chef and his wife Akiko is a ray of sunshine, exuding happiness and comfort.

Yuasa ryokan owners with child and guest

For those unfamiliar with Japanese ryokan, these are Japanese inns featuring traditional bedrooms and bathing facilities. In this case, our room consisted of tatami mats with puffy futon mattresses and a small seating area with cookies and tea overlooking a beautiful garden. These were the most comfortable beds we had during our Kumano Kodo travel, most other inns had flatter mattresses.

Ryokan can be large enough to feel more like a hotel or small enough to be confused with a minshuku (guesthouse), but what sets them apart is the elaborate food presentation. A ryokan is more than lodging, it’s an experience! At dinner, we explored this new cuisine with several options of sashimi, grilled fish, hot pot vegetables and fish, stuffed kumquat, octopus, mugwort wheat gluten, and fresh fruit.

At breakfast, we discovered a new love for whitebait. This tiny fish is a popular breakfast item in the Wakayama region and served with soy sauce it’s surprisingly satisfying. You don’t notice the eyeballs at all! I also loved the candied flatfish and miso soup with clams.

We ate everything except for one dish. Not only is konnyaku questionable in terms of appearance, but I can attest that the texture and taste is even worse! It’s popular in Japan for its health benefits, so I really wanted to like it. Made from the root vegetable konjac, this gelatinous blob was the only food I refused to eat throughout the entire trip.

konnyaku
One of the prettier konnyaku, but I still couldn't eat it

Oku Japan chose the perfect place for our first ryokan experience. We were the only guests (the beauty of visiting off-season), which meant we had the onsen all to ourselves. Exiting our bedroom, I walked just a few steps to a separate building housing the baths.

Miyoshiso bath house in Yuasa
Miyoshiso bath house

Upon entering the women’s area, I undressed in a locker room. With only a small towel and bathing cloth in hand, I entered the steamy bathing room. On one wall was a line of shower stations, no walls, just a line of stools in front of mirrors and faucets with hand shower sprays, shampoo and soap. Despite being alone, it felt awkward. Not awkward in a bad way, just different. Vulnerable. All awkwardness was forgotten once my tired muscles sank into the blissful water.

onsen bath with shower area at Miyoshiso inn in Yuasa
Miyoshiso bathing room, photo courtesy of Miyoshiso.com

For the record, Eric DID try the onsen but only because he had it all to himself. I have a great photo of him wearing the traditional yakata robe but have been informed that if I ever publish that photo he will never cook for me again.

garden at Miyoshiso Ryokan in Yuasa
View of Miyoshiso garden and bathhouse from our room

Stick around for my thoughts about bathing with strange women and more walks along the Kumano Kodo.

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Questioning Life Choices in Durmitor

woman walking road between fields of yellow grass in Durmitor National Park Montenegro

This is part 4 of our Pushing Past Fear: Journey through Albania and Montenegro series. In this post, we explore Durmitor National Park and I make a bad decision.

Comfortable living in Kolašin

Following our Rural Homestays in Montenegro, Eric and I splurge on an apartment in Kolašin for two nights. It’s a quiet ski resort town with a grocery store next door, a washing machine, comfortable mattress, and a real living room. We’ve only had hard wood chairs for seating the past week and I will never again take for granted the luxury of upholstered furniture. Apparently my threshold for discomfort stops at comfortable seating.

comfortable couch and chair at apartment rental in kolasin montenegro
Luxurious bliss in our Kolasin apartment

Our apartment manager is very tall and Eric remarks that he looks like a basketball player. Turns out, he is and his brother plays for the NBA’s Chicago Bulls. Interesting people and buildings can be found here and my favorite is the Spomen-Dom. This neglected concrete complex was built in 1975 to commemorate liberation struggles during WWII and you can read a fascinating history about it here.

The Spomen-Dom, an excellent example of post-war architecture in Montenegro

Hiking Komovi Park

Our guide Zeljko picks us up in his red VW van with a California sticker. He has never been to California but this van is 35 years old and must have an interesting life story. Zeljko is a fully trained mountaineering guide who also guides during ski season and serves on a rescue team. He lives in Kolašin and is a professor of health and fitness and his wife is a professor of languages who is studying to be a librarian.

two men hiking towards a mountain in Komovi Park Montenegro
Eric and Zeljko begin the hike in Komovi Park

We’re hiking 7.4 miles today in Komovi Park. While not physically demanding, this is a technically challenging hike because of the back section which crosses the mountain on the side along a narrow ridge with a deep vertical drop and loose rock. 

rocky hiking trail on side of mountain in Komovi Park
Yes, that tiny line is the hiking trail

Eric has a fear of heights so the Komovi hike is a huge accomplishment for him. The weather is perfect, we have the park to ourselves and Zeljko is excellent company. This is my favorite hiking trail on this trip so far!

men hiking up switchback of mountain in Komovi Park Montenegro

Scenic drive along Tara Canyon

The day we leave Kolašin begins with meeting our driver, Drago. I was picturing him to be a large man with long hair and dark simmering eyes, maybe I should break from the fantasy novels. Drago looks nothing like a dragon lord, he’s a young svelte man with a shaved head and respectful demeanor. He is the first person we’ve seen here who wears a seat belt and he’s the silent type, so our ride to Zabljak is quiet. It’s also the most comfortable drive we’ve had since we arrived in the Balkans because his Land Cruiser is an automatic that actually has shocks. We get him talking about skiing, he works as a steward on the ski slopes in winter.

Beautiful turquoise Tara River, would love to return and kayak here

Drago is taking us through the scenic route along Tara Canyon and Durmitor National Park. Tara Canyon is 47 miles long, 3,960 ft deep. It is the second deepest canyon in the world, just after Grand Canyon which is 6,090 ft deep. We stop for photos and coffee at Tara Bridge where we watch zipliners crossing the canyon.

bridge over Tara River Canyon in Montenegro
View of Tara Bridge while sipping coffee

As we arrive in Zabljak, Drago offers to bring us to a supermarket, which should be our clue that something is amiss. We assume he’s just being nice so we buy snacks and bananas. We learn later that we were supposed to buy something for dinner because apparently the location we are staying at these next two nights isn’t offering dinner. But no worries, our Travel Twitch team takes good care of us.

Durmitor dairy cow and barn at a farm homestay near Zabljak
We are introduced to the family cow by Mr. Krstajic upon arrival, she's a beauty

Homestay in Zabljak

We arrive at household Krstajic and Militza, the young daughter, is able to communicate with us in English. We’ve arrived early so they are still cleaning our room, which is fine because we sit outside and enjoy a cup of coffee. Mr. Krstajic speaks no English but communicates his pride in his cow and his property. He introduces us to his dog, which I think is part dire wolf and is obviously not fond of strangers. Our room is very nice. It has a comfortable couch, nice shower, a mini fridge and kitchenette. Most of the outdoor structures and furniture have been built by Mr. Krstajic, including a picnic table creatively repurposed from an old wagon.

swing and old wagon converted to picnic table at Krstajic homestay in Durmitor National Park Montenegro

Walking Durmitor National Park

Our guide for the Durmitor region is a young woman. Vera picks us up shortly after we finish our coffee and we head to a “short walk” around Black Lake which in the Balkans translates to a 5 mile hike. It’s a beautiful lake, shaped like a figure 8, that shifts between blue, green or gray, depending on what angle you are viewing it. Vera points out all of the places that are waterfalls in the spring when the snow melts.

two women walking sandbank at Black Lake in Durmitor National Park Montenegro
Black Lake on a quiet rainy day

We are in Durmitor National Park, a UNESCO site, so as expected there are quite a few people here but Vera says it’s a quiet day compared to August when tourists overcrowd Zabljak. Vera leads mountain hikes in the warmer months and is a ski instructor during the winter. She’s also one of the friendliest people we’ve ever met, easy to converse with and instantly puts us at ease.

We tell Vera about our misunderstanding with dinner plans and she offers to drop us off at a restaurant which is just 15 minutes uphill from our lodging. The food is excellent at Etno Selo Sljeme but prices are high and the servers are unapproachable and reserved. I’m missing our homestay dinners served with warmth and genuine hospitality.

fields of yellow and green grass with fence and white house in Durmitor National Park Montenegro
Our walk from restaurant back to Krstajic homestay

The weather is ominous so we might be walking back in the rain, but the clouds clear just as we finish dinner and it is one of the prettiest walks we take in Montenegro. The valley and farmland outside of town is absolutely breathtaking. Wide open fields of grass, rolling hills on one side and magnificent mountains on the other, interspersed with cows, sheep and small houses. There are storms all around us as we walk so it is windy and you can hear the wind moving through the grass. As we would say in America, “this is God’s country.”

Close encounter with dairy

Back at the house Militza discusses breakfast with us and she and her mother show us how to make kajmak. Her mother is making a batch now in a small, warm shed with an old wood heated stove. The kajmak is in a giant pot and once cooked it will be moved to a bowl and placed on the shelf for two days, at which point it is then moved into a tall wooden pot wrapped with cheesecloth.

two pots on old stove with fresh kajmak and cow milk being prepared in Durmitor household
Fresh kajmak and cow's milk being prepared by Mrs. Krstajic

A little while later Militza brings us a tray of freshly baked bread hot out of the wood burning stove, along with a fresh batch of kajmak and warm milk. The first taste of that fresh cow’s milk brings so many memories of my childhood, not just when we lived in the country and had milk cows but also the eggnog that my mother makes every Christmas. Eric warns me not to drink it, since we don’t know how well it has been pasteurized, but I don’t heed his advice. I drink the entire glass of that warm creamy milk.

Fresh bread, kajmak and milk

The aftermath

My indulgence of the milk quickly comes back to haunt me. I wake the next morning with violent abdominal cramps and spend most of that day in the bathroom or lying exhausted in bed. Instead of spending the day hiking up Durmitor, Vera takes Eric to the local supermarket to buy food and medicine. After copious amounts of mint tea, I’m able to eat some bread and broth. It will be another 14 days before my digestive system returns to normal. Mornings are hell and I have to wake up 3 hours before we leave just to give my body time to calm down.

woman lying in bed sick after drinking fresh cow milk

The following morning isn’t much better but I’m able to eat some of the delicious breakfast that Mrs. Krstajic has prepared. I especially love the little cake she calls koh which is three layers of light toffee and cream, similar to tiramisu.

Krstajic homestay breakfast

Vera is keeping us to a light walk since I’m still questionable. She takes us to see Devil’s Lake and Fish Lake, where the wind is so loud we can barely hear each other speak. I have to chase my hat as it flies off my head, but the expansive views and gorgeous water is well worth the wind.

Devil's Lake in Durmitor National Park

We walk uphill where Vera shows us ancient monuments that date back to the 12th-16th centuries. They’re called stećci and while no bones have been found here they are thought to be memorial tombs. The site we’re at is called the “Greek Graveyard” and only has 49 stećci but Durmitor has another site with 300 stećci.

Small field of stecci at Durmitor National Park

We return to Vera’s sporty blue VW Passat and head to Ethno Village where we’ll be staying for the next two nights. This drive takes us through the most scenic section of Durmitor National Park, known as Durmitor Ring, which in my opinion is the most dramatically beautiful area in Montenegro. And that is saying something because every square inch of Montenegro is surrounded by natural beauty. We MUST return someday to hike this entire park!

mountains and rocky fields of grass in Durmitor National Park Montenegro
Scenery along Durmitor Ring drive

We stop for coffee at Ethno Village Milogora and I leave my permanent mark on Montenegro by placing a Trips to Walkabout sticker on the window, next to dozens of stickers from biker clubs, hiking tours and bloggers from all over the world.

saddle shaped mountain in Durmitor National Park Montenegro
Saddle mountain in Durmitor National Park

Exiting Durmitor, Vera makes a few more stops to show us Piva Lake Canyon. We can see the mountains in Bosnia-Herzgovinia and they look stunning. Vera tells us that young people crossed the border via these mountains during the 2020 pandemic because Montenegro had more relaxed rules.

blue water and tall mountains at Piva Lake Canyon in Montenegro
Piva Lake Canyon with Bosnian mountains in far back

We make one last stop, a short hidden trail to a collection of large boulders and a viewpoint looking down at Komarnica Canyon. Vera updates us on efforts to protect Komarnica from development projects that are currently threatening the biodiversity of this region. Fighting against new roads and hydroelectric plants will be tough.

woman hiking through boulders and trees in Komarnica Montenegro
Vera and Eric walking hidden trail to see Komarnica Canyon

We end our day at Etno Selo Montenegro, where we join Vera for dinner outside. She orders kačamak and while I would love to gorge myself on this traditional cheese dish, I know I’ll suffer for it later so I restrict myself to one bite. As expected, it’s delicious.

kacamak and dinner at Etno Selo Montenegro
Kačamak is a traditional Montenegrin porridge made with cornmeal, potatoes, milk and cheese

The Ethno Village is challenging to describe. What happens when you combine quirky humor with a bit of historical whimsy and set it in one of the most beautiful locations? You get Etno Selo Montenegro. This place is many things:

  • A peaceful oasis at the center of a cottage industry of organic produce and homemade goods
  • An outdoor museum of Yugoslavian culture and quirky artwork 
  • A sanctuary for dogs and cats (unofficially)
  • An epicenter for environmental advocates and weird events such as the Longest Bedtime Challenge.
Etno Selo Montenegro guest cottages

Our stay coincides with the Longest Bedtime Challenge, so we are lucky witnesses to what has to be the most bizarre competition in the world. Using humor to offset a common stereotype that Montenegro people are lazy, Etno Selo’s owner hosts this annual contest to see who can remain in bed for the longest consecutive days. There are currently 4 remaining contestants who have been laying down for 39 days. They look so bloody miserable, I don’t have the heart to take a photo, but their families are here and seem to be having fun encouraging their loved one to victory.

Two of the contestants end up sharing the prize money after lying down for 50 days at Etno Selo Montenegro.

Open air Montenegrin museum offers glimpses into old Yugoslavian culture

It’s an interesting counterpoint that as I observe these young people voluntarily giving up their mobility and choosing to put their health in jeopardy that my body feels under attack, not just physically but emotionally. Self-doubt pushes through my normal confidence, whispering that maybe I’m not cut out for a travel career.

Who wants a travel writer who tires easily and doesn’t always feel adventurous? Who wants to follow the advice of a travel advisor focused on walking adventures when sometimes all I want to do is stay in bed and read a book?

I never question my decision to quit library work, but I do begin to doubt my desire for long-term travel. Maybe this trip is exactly what Eric and I needed. I remind myself that I began this year with a commitment to be open to new experiences and self-growth. If that means being more realistic about my dreams of being a full-time global nomad, then I must remain open to that. This particular journey has already revealed that I have much to shed in terms of self-expectations. If I truly want freedom, I have to acknowledge the dissonance between who I think I should be versus who I really am.

I need to explore the world on my own terms.

restaurant exterior at Etno Selo Montenegro
Restaurant at Etno Selo Montenegro offers traditional food with fine dining atmosphere

Stay tuned for Making Friends in Bar Montenegro, the final chapter in our Balkans journey (for now).

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