The alarm went off long before sunrise. At 5 a.m., equipped with a headlamp and a warm layer of clothing, I set off from Radomirë towards
Mount Korab, the highest mountain in both
Albania and
North Macedonia. While the village was still asleep, I began searching for the correct trail in the darkness. Fortunately, once I found it, navigation became straightforward.
Rather than taking the shortest route, I chose a longer and more scenic approach. Before long, I was joined by an unexpected hiking companion: a limping local dog who seemed determined to accompany me all the way to the summit. Together, we made steady progress through the quiet mountain landscape. In the cold morning air there was no sign of other hikers, only the crunch of footsteps and the occasional sound of wildlife waking up.
As the first rays of sunlight reached the surrounding peaks, the views became increasingly impressive. Shortly below the summit, the trail crossed into
North Macedonia, following the border ridge towards the highest point. Roughly four hours after leaving Radomirë, I reached the summit of
Mount Korab.
The weather could hardly have been better. Visibility extended across countless mountain ranges in both countries, providing some of the finest views of the entire trip. I spent plenty of time taking photographs, admired the panorama, and even managed to find the summit
geocache before beginning the descent. My four-legged companion, who had accompanied me the entire way, was still by my side as we headed back towards the valley.
On the way down, the mountains slowly became busier. A few hikers appeared on the trail, and several herds of goats provided additional company as we descended through the high pastures back towards Radomirë.
While I was busy climbing
Albania's highest mountain, Nada enjoyed a much more relaxed start to the day. By the time I returned from the summit, she had already packed her belongings, mounted her motorcycle and set off towards our next destination. For the remainder of the day, we would each ride our own route, with me gradually trying to catch up.
Soon I climbed back onto Blue Horse and headed north. The road first led through
Kukës, where the confluence of the
Black Drin and
White Drin rivers provided another interesting stop. From there, the route continued through the mountains towards
Krumë, where I paused for a well-deserved lunch.
The final destination for the day was the famous
Valbona Valley. By late afternoon I reached
Valbonë, where Nada had already arrived. After the obligatory reunion beer, we continued along a gravel road towards our accommodation in the small hamlet of Kukaj. There, surrounded by the spectacular peaks of the
Albanian Alps, we finally met up with the rest of the
CHERA Hiking group.
It had been a day of contrasts: a solitary sunrise ascent of Albania's highest mountain, a loyal canine hiking partner, hundreds of kilometres of riding through northern Albania and, finally, a reunion with friends in one of the country's most beautiful mountain valleys.