Thursday, December 18, 2025

Skakavac waterfall (05/04/2025)

On an early morning, we took bus number 69 from Sarajevo and reached the village of Nahorevo, just north of the city. Once there, we continued on foot following the main road until we reached a parking spot, the last spot for cars to reach the mountain area. There were barely any cars despite the hour, but usually it does get fuller in the summer months. As it was over 1100m in height, the trees around were still without leaves despite the season. From there, we then started following a path through the forest, which, with the lack of greenery, was rather dull and brownish. However, the lack of people around and nice weather made it nice to walk through. We passed a small rivulet flowing down the side of the mountain, crossed over it, and then reached a rocky cliff siding the path and creating a scenic landscape. A little further ahead, we heard it before seeing it, the strong and loud rush of water gushing down the mountainside and crashing down on the rocks below. The Skakavac waterfall was quite a sight to behold, 98m in height and considered the tallest in the country. Now, without leaves covering it from afar and the spring rains and snowmelts fueling it, it was quite impressive to admire, especially its vertical drop down the limestone cliff. As we approached it, the sound of the water got louder, and the wind created by the crash shot up cold air and drips of water our direction. We took a few pictures and then decided to continue on our hike. We had to cross over a rundown wooden bridge right in front of the waterfall and realized just as we crossed it that our right side, which faced the waterfall, got completely wet while crossing due to the closeness and force of the water. Once on the other side, we started heading uphill to reach a nice viewpoint on the rocky cliffs above, from where we could now see the waterfall from above. All around, we could now also see a nice view of the surrounding mountainous landscape. From there, we continued on and followed a nice wooden path through the forest until we reached an open area with a stream flowing down, the one that fuels the waterfall, and a picnic area around. From there, we started following another trail through the forest, this time heading constantly uphill. It was rather nice, with pine trees all around us. We eventually reached some open areas with young low pine trees and still some patches of snow here and there. Eventually, we came upon the Planinski dom Bukovik, set at about 1459 and surrounded by beautiful, blooming purple crocuses. We decided to stop at the mountain hut to eat the lunch we had brought with us and also order a nice warm soup to go with it. After lunch, we then trekked to the nearby Bukovik, reaching a height of 1532, and the highest peak in the Ozren mountains. From the top, we had a great view of the surrounding landscape with the city of Sarajevo below in the distance and above it the snowcapped peaks of the Bjelašnica mountain range. After enjoying the view, it was time to move. We headed out through the open fields, admiring the nice views all around. After some time walking, we passed by another mountain hut, Koliba Kod Brace, this one full of people eating, drinking, and playing music. We continued on, through another nice section in the forest, sometimes with views towards the snow-capped peaks of Jahorina. At one point, we even managed to spot a black squirrel scurrying up a tree. Eventually, after descending, we reached Sarajevo, ending our hike with just over 23km in length. 

A small stream along the trail

The Skakavac waterfalls

A view looking northwards

The falls from above

Blooming crocuses

A close up of Sarajevo from Bukovik

The view from Bukovik

Some huts along the way

Looking towards Jahorina

A forest path


Friday, December 5, 2025

Mostar (09/03/2025)

We woke up early and headed to the train station to catch the only train heading to Mostar. We departed the train station around 7:15, and the ride was really amazing, considered one of the most beautiful train rides. We went through valleys and down along the Neretva River, taking in the scenic mountain scenery all around us. Eventually, a little over two hours later, we reached the city of Mostar. We got off the train and decided to first stop for a drink at the Fabrika Coffee hosted inside the former courtyard and madrasa of the Roznamedzi Ibrahim Efendi Mosque. This mosque, built around 1620, is believed to be the only mosque that survived the destruction of the bombings of the city during the war between 1992 and 1995. After the drink, we continued our exploration of the city by walking along the main street Braće Fejića. Shortly after, we came across the Karađoz Bey Mosque. This 16th-century mosque features a typical Ottoman round big dome and a tall single minaret. The interior was closed, but we managed to see a little of it through the windows on the portico. A man standing outside then came and started talking to us, telling us about the mosque and showing us the outside with the ablution fountain, cemetery, and general architecture, telling us the mosque was badly damaged both during WWII and during the Bosnian War. He seemed to speak many languages and ended up speaking to us in Italian. I tried telling him we were fine and just wanted to see from the outside, but in the end, he still talked to us and then offered to take us to a nearby spot. After following him, he eventually led us to the backyard of some apartment blocks where a commemorative plaque was put in place to remember the three Italian journalists, Luchetta, Ota, and D'Angelo, who were killed by a grenade there in 1994 while reporting on the war. Heading back to the mosque, the man then asked us to give him some money for the tour. We were trying to grab a few coins, and then he told us we were supposed to give him 15 euros. We laughed and told him that was obviously too much, especially for a non-professional tour which lasted just a few minutes. He then insisted and told us it would be 15 euros each or at least 50 Bosnian marks (the equivalent of 25 euros). Again, we told him that was really too much and in the end gave him 7.5 marks. He wasn't happy, but neither were we. After that weird and unsettling encounter, we continued on our walk through town and reached another mosque, that of Sinan Pasha. Built in the 17th century, this mosque, which was also closed, featured a single minaret but a four-sloped roof typical of the Bosnian architectural style for mosques rather than the round cupola-shaped Ottoman one. We were right next to the Neretva River, so we walked to the riverfront to admire the view from above. Moving onwards, we reached the core of the old town with the main street and typical Ottoman part known as Kujundžiluk, which was once the market, featuring stone houses and low buildings functioning as market stalls. At the beginning of this area, we entered the Koski Mehmed Pasha Mosque. Built around 1618, this is one of the largest and certainly the most famous in town. In a classic Ottoman style, it features a central domed building, sided by a minaret and with a nice small courtyard featuring the ablution fountain, now surrounded by a couple of souvenir shops. Unfortunately, despite being open, the entrance to the mosque required a fee,10KM, plus some more if one wanted to climb up to the minaret, in total 15KM. Ania just visited the mosque, while I also paid the full price to climb the minaret. We first visited the mosque interior together, with a well-crafted and decorated mihrab and mimbar, and the nice intricate floral patterns of the dome. Ania then went out while I climbed up the minaret to reach the top. The staircase was steep and tight, but once at the top, I was able to admire a beautiful view over the old town of Mostar, with the famous old bridge right in front of me. I stayed there for a little while, admiring the cityscape, the river below, and the surrounding barren mountains. Once back down the minaret, we reached a small terraced area right next to the mosque and right above a cliff overlooking the river, from where we had another splendid view of the old bridge. Once outside, back on the main street, we walked along the main old market area, passing by some nice stone houses, while others were weirdly painted in different bright colors, giving it a terrible sight and a very Disney-esque look. After some walking, we eventually reached the Stari Most, the old brige, Mostar's main attraction. This 16th-century Ottoman bridge was commissioned by Suleiman the Magnificent in 1557 and designed by Mimar Hayruddin, a student and apprentice of the famous architect Mimar Sinan. It was the only crossing of the Neretva River in that area and connected the two sides of Mostar's old town. Featuring a single humpback arch, it is 30 m long and 4 m wide, reaching a height of 24m at its peak point. It is also flanked by two fortified towers, the Halebija tower and the Tara tower, where once the bridge guards stood. The bridge is infamous for having been destroyed during the Croat–Bosniak War on 9 November 1993 by the Croatian Defence Council (HVO). After the war, the bridge was reconstructed thanks to funding, including that of Italy, and was finalized in 2004. Nowadays, the monument is probably the most visited in the country and is also famous for locals using it as a diving spot and asking tourists for money to do so; an annual diving competition is also organized, usually every July. Once we got to it it there weren't many people around, and so we managed to take some nice pictures and admire the view from its top. Once on the other side, we walked down to the riverbank to admire the bridge from below. We took a few pictures and then headed back through the western side of the old town, again characterized by nice stone buildings. On this side, we reached the Kriva Ćuprija, translated as crooked bridge, another old single arched bridge built in 1558, which crossed over the smaller Radobolja river. On this part of town, there were barely any tourists as all of them crowd the area just next to the bridge and along the single main street crossing over it, something we would notice later in the day. A man then approached us as we were standing on this second bridge and asked if we wanted a tour. We told him no, and he continued to insist. We told him not now, maybe later, at which he told us he would leave with a tour group so he wouldn't be in town later. After again telling him we didn't want the tour, he then asked for money. We told him no, and he insisted, telling us how in Mostar, only tourism sustains the city. We told him well, but then we would obviously pay for a service, like a tour, but didn't want one at the moment, and wouldn't just give him money like that for nothing. He then told us to eff off and hurried to join the tour group he was leading, obviously paid, to another destination. Just above the bridge, we then reached the Nezir Agina mosque, a 16th-century building with a 22m high minaret dominating the old town and with a small terraced area in front from which we had a great view. From there, we then left the old town and headed to the nearby Lučki bridge, from where we had a great view of the south of the old town and Stari Most. Once back on the eastern side of the river, we headed back towards the old town. The place was now much more crowded, with the old bridge now basically full of people walking up and down, as many tour buses had arrived from nearby Croatia, dropping off thousands of visitors. Already now in March, I couldn't imagine it in a full summer weekend. We decided to have lunch and opted for Hindin Han, a touristy but nice restaurant right below the Nezir Agina mosque overlooking the Radobolja river.Ania had grilled veggies with cheese, and I had a steak in red sauce and fries. After lunch, we continued visiting the rest of the town, heading over to what was once the Tabhana, the district where leather was processed. Here we saw the old Ottoman hamam, turned into a museum, but which was closed at that time, and in front of it the Hadzi-Kurt mosque, built between the 16th and 17th centuries, and with a small yet nice interior. From there, we then left the old town again and headed northwards to reach the Španjolski trg, or Spanish Square, named so in honor of 22 Spanish soldiers (plus an interpreter) who died serving in the United Nations Protection Force in the Croat-Bosnian War. Facing the square is an apricot-hued building built in 1902 in a neo-Moorish style as known as the Stara Gimnazija, the old high school, obviously rebuilt after the war. From there, we crossed over another bridge, reaching the eastern side again. Heading uphill, we then reached the Muslibegović House, an 18th-century residential house and one of three examples of Ottoman-era private buildings still surviving in the city. The house is now partly used as a tourist accommodation and partly as a museum, which we intended to visit, but found out it was closed and only open during the summer. From there, we continued our climb and reached the Cathedral of the Holy Trinity, originally built between 1863 and 1873 but completely destroyed during the war in the 90s. During our visit, the new cathedral was being built and has been under construction since 2011. It was already visible inside, but with no interior fittings or decorations. Behind it, we then visited the old orthodox church, much smaller in size, dating to 1834, and the only one before the construction of the nearby newer one. From here, we could admire the canyon heading up to the nearby mountain just east of the city, and, turning around, had a nice view of the old town below. From the churches we headed down and passed by the Sahat Kula, the clock tower, 15m in height and dating to around 1630. Right in front of it, the Herzegovina museum, also closed outside the summer period. A little further down, we then reached the Nesuh-Aga Vucjakovic mosque, another nice Ottoman-style mosque from the 16th century. A walk further took us back to the core of the old town, where we decided to try some baklava to try from a place called Ottoman, where we even had a really tasty one with blueberries. We then had one last walk through the whole old town once again, this time having to push through larger crowds of people, which were already starting to decrease as the sun was soon setting and people were heading back to their tour buses. Eventually, it was time for us to head back to the train station and catch the next ride back to Sarajevo.

The Roznamedzi Ibrahim Efendi Mosque in Mostar

The courtyard of the Koski Mehmed Pasha Mosque

Interior of the mosque

View of the old town and bridge from the mosque's minaret

Another view of the old town


The Kujundžiluk area

View of the Stari Most

The Tara tower

View from the bridge

The bridge from below

The old town around the crooked bridge

Another view of the old town

View of the old town and the Neretva river

A street in the old town

Interior of the Hadzi-Kurt mosque

Another street in the old town

The Cathedral of the Holy Trinity

The old orthodox church

The Sahat Kula, or clock tower

View of the area around the Nesuh-Aga Vucjakovic mosque

The Kujundžiluk area

The Halebija tower

View of the Stari Most at sunset


Tuesday, November 25, 2025

Trebevic (08/02 & 22/02/2025)

As a day hike, we decided to hike up Mount Trebevic, the mountain overlooking the city of Sarajevo from the south. We took the cable car, originally built in 1959, but renewed several times until the latest in 2018, which in a few minutes took us from the city center, at about 600m, to the top of the plateau overlooking the city at about 1170m. Once we got off the cable car, we had a short way downhill to reach an opening where a road runs through, and there is the Hotel Pino. Here was a parking lot which can be reached by car from the city center. Our hike started there, heading constantly uphill. We first had a nice section through a thick pine forest with meandering trails. At one point, though, as we reached about 1400m, we started seeing the occasional patch of snow mixed with ice, and as we continued, the presence of snow became even more prominent. The last section was a bit tricky as the path was fully covered in snow and ice, which made it a bit slippery and uneasy. However, after a bit, we eventually manage to reach the top of Mount Trebevic, set at 1627m. As it is free of trees and faces south, that part, despite a higher altitude, was actually free of snow. We stopped a short while to admire the nice view, looking south east towards the Jahorina mountain, location of the largest ski resort in the country, while to the south and south west, the imposing presence of the Bjelašnica mountain, also featuring a prominent ski resort. As is typical in the region, there was a bit of smog mixed with light clouds covering the valleys and the city below. Right next to the mountain's peak was the 60m tall telecommunications tower built in 1975. Mount Trebevic has had quite a tumultuous recent history. In 1984, when the Sarajevo Olympics took place, the mountain was used for several Olympic events, such as bobsledding. Its history became macabre when the mountain was used by the attackers' Army of Republika Srpska during the 1992-1995 Bosnia War, as it unfortunately provided the besiegers with favorable positions for positioning the artillery that bombarded the city. From the peak we walked a bit along the ridgeline admiring the panorama all around us and then finally started our descent from the northwestern side of the mountain. After a bit of downhill we then reached the Jure Franko mountain hut where both Ania and I had a nice tasty and warming bean soup. After the break we then headed on, continiung our descent, this time back through the pine forest and eventually making it down to the Pino Hotel. We then had one last section uphill to reach the cable car station which we then took to get back down into the city. 

On a separate occasion, we headed back up to Trebevic mountain, this time after a few days of snow but on a sunny crip day. We took once again the cable car but this time decided to walk along the abandoned bobsled track. Many sections of the track are still standing and are fully covered in graffiti. Following the tracks downhill we then reached the end of them and then decided to walk further to reach the Bistrik Kula Observatory located on the hill of the same name at about 1000m. It was built on the site of a former Austro-Hungarian fortress and used to be the only observatory in Bosnia and Herzegovina but was closed due to the serious damage it suffered in the 1990s during the siege of Sarajevo. From there we had a beautiful view over the city so we sat on a rock and enjoyed it for a little while. Heading back the way we came we reached the Pino Hotel where we decided to have lunch, I took a dish of klepe, a local type of filled dough in a yoghurt and slightly spicy tomato sauce. After lunch we headed back to the cable car and took the next ride down into the city.

On the Trebevic gondola looking down on Sarajevo

The Hotel Pino on Trebevic mountain

Trail through the forest

A bit of snow and ice on the trail

Looking towards Jahorina

Trebevic peak

A view towards Sarajevo

The Jure Franko hut

View of Sarajevo and the Trebevic gondola

The abandoned bobsled track

Another view

The Bistrik Kula Observatory

View towards Sarajevo

The Miljacka river and the town hall


Sunday, November 23, 2025

Sarajevski Ozren (25/01/2025)

On the nothern outskirts of the city of Sarajevo lie a group of hills and mountains making up the so-called Sarajevski Ozren. We decided to walk directly from the house, leaving a bit late in the morning but at least with the shining sun. As we passed the upper hamlets of the city we reached the northern edge where the frist rocky outcrop of these mountains is set. The Špicasta stijena is a small rocky outcrop reaching 900m in altitude on top of which are a series of masts and from which a great view of the city below can be seen. A memorial was also set up to remember the fallen soldiers of the Bosnian army that fought the Bosnian Serbs to take control of this part of the mountain as it was an excellent position for the enemy to bomb the city and snipe civilizans. From there, after exiting a small pine forest, we walked along a country road through the small village of Barice set on a high altitude and where we had a nice view of the snowcapped peaks in the distance. A little further up the road we eventually rached the Čavljak mountain hut, which, as its reachable by car had a full parking spot and a lot of people sitting on the outside seats enjoying lunch and sun. We stopped for a light lunch as we still had brought some food with us, while enjoying the view and sun as well. After eating we continued on our walk, heading on through the nice hilly landscape in some sections, particularly in the shade, with still some snow remaining. Moving on we passed through a nice small hamlet, Vukotine, a group of makeshift houses many of which with metal sheets as rooftops and walls and only some in wood. There were also some sheep grazing happily in the fields around. The view from there was also nice spacing across the surrounding hills and with the snow capped Jahorina mountain in the distance. Slightly downhill we passed another group of houses, Gornje Biosko, and a little further ahead we reached a point where we could finally spot the city of Sarajevo below. Further downhill we passed by a very large cemetery in the village of Faletici, one of many dotting the area around the city. Finally after some more walking we reached the outskirts of Sarajevo, where we had a nice view at sunset of the city center, eventually making it down through the Vratnik neighborhood with tight and steep streets and reahcin then the old town. A further walk brought us back to our house. 

Up past the Špicasta stijena

A view towards the west

Around the Planinarski dom Čavljak

A trail next to grazing lands

The hamlet of Vukotine

Some sheep in the village

View towards the east with Jahorina in the distance

A farm along the way

Sunset over a cemetery

Sunset view of Sarajevo

Kovači street