Before today, we thought Watkin's Glen (New York) was the most beautiful place in the world. We were wrong. The most beautiful place in the world is actually Plitvice Lakes National Park in Croatia.
Plitvice is a series of 16 lakes connected by a series of travertine waterfalls. (See side topic on travertine.) The park was well done too, with boardwalks over the fragile travertine getting us right up close to the action with minimal environmental impact. It all felt very wild and was very clean. The water was crystal clear and full of fish. We were a little disappointed that swimming wasn't allowed, and I'm sure anyone with a love of fishing was disappointed that wasn't allowed either, but with over a million visitors per year, keeping everyone on the boardwalks is surely what we have to thank for such a beautiful park. The other thing we have to thank for the pristine condition of the park is the recent war, during which the park saw few visitors.
Additionally, unlike so many other places we've been, it really looked like we could see our entry fee at work: there was a boat ride connecting the upper and lower sections of trail in a nice big (though slow moving) electric boats, buses connecting many points throughout the park so you could easily hike one way, and park rangers conducting tests of the water. The boardwalks were beautiful and in excellent condition, plus the routes were well chosen such that you could almost never see any other stretch of boardwalk or the tourists walking upon it, making the park seem like it had a lot fewer people in it than it really did. I don't think we saw a single piece of litter. Kudos to whoever is running this place.
Anyway, in order to beat the rush we started our hike just after opening time, 8:00 or 8:30, I think. Our hike started at the bottom of the series of lakes with a steep down hill into the gorge. On the opposite side of the gorge from the path was a tall waterfall that is not actually part of the series of lakes.
Among the first things we noticed were all the many fish swimming in the brilliant water. Does this look like a healthy river or what?
A bit further along was a series of caverns up the face of the gorge. There was a path, but we didn't take it since it went away from the waterfalls and we were racing the package tourists.
Just beyond we came to a row boat sunk in one of the lakes. We stopped for breakfast within sight of it and in a little bit some men came and dumped the water out and set it floating on the lake.
These incredible lakes and waterfalls just went on and on.
And there were great blue dragonflies.
Some of the lakes were very still and provided amazing reflections.
Although there were many other people on the trail, often we seemed to have this magical place all to ourselves.
"How did you find out about this place?" Mom and Dad wanted to know. They brought the Rick Steves guidebook, but didn't notice Plitvice with its small black and white photo.
"I watched a bunch of Rick Steves PBS travel programs off NetFlix before we left," I replied. "I thought the Balkans seemed like a nice place to visit, but a week after watching the only specific place I remembered that I wanted to go was here."
Josh had fun playing with his big camera.
After hiking the suggested route up the 16 lakes we took the bus part way back and then walked along part of the ridge trail which provided an entirely different set of views. From here you can actually see how the lakes flow into each other.
We had breakfast right along there.
Would you take a look at that crowd? Sure glad we arrived early!
Back at the beginning again we have the tall side waterfall in the upper right and the lowest of the waterfalls between lakes in the lower left.
And here are a couple very happy travelers.
After Plitvice, we moved on to the Croatian Coast. It was very pretty, although we were along a section of coast that no one goes to. We stopped at a little town and did some swimming from a pebbly beach. We also admired the fish and other sea life from the dock. This looks like a nice area for snorkeling, but we had neither the gear nor the time.
We arrived at our hostel in Ljubljana (back in Slovenia) around midnight, after wandering around the pedestrian zone looking for parking. The town was still hopping, but we checked into our hostel and went right to sleep.