A night walk on the slopes of Ślęża is not an activity I would recommend to faint-hearted or faint-spirited. Following a forest trail, in the dark dispersed only by a soft light of a torch, listening to your own breathing, screeching of the trees and wind, with every cell of your body sensing the presence of the spirits and souls inhabiting the sacred mountain of the Celts and the Slavs – this is (in my experience) a fusion of a horrifying horror movie and a cross-country race without a map, physical fitness and prescription glasses for astigmatism.

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