Storm comes to Plešivec

Strong wind was coming over Jince town from military range during that early evening, pines on hillfort acropolis buckled, forests of central Brdy mountains faded behind rain curtain and thunder sounded somewhere above. I spent that time in half-runined hiker's hideout hidden in stone scree of Krkavčí skály ("Raven rocks"). Although the brunt of rain avoided Plešivec ("Drawn hill"), storm pealt unpleasantly close to me and it dripped inside on few places through paltry roof. Nonetheless, I slept well.

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