My stay in Janské Lázně was coming to an end. When I got there, I thought it was quite a big city, in which it definitely "lives". Maybe it was the off-season, which was certainly May, because the city seemed too quiet and a little unfriendly to me, because some guesthouses seemed to be waiting for their guests, many restaurants were temporarily closed and no less buildings were in such a deplorable state, that I was afraid to walk around them so that something wouldn't fall on my head. All purchases could be made in two Vietnamese evenings. The noise was actually only around the colonnade, where spa guests always flocked in nice weather.
On the other hand, I have to say that my relative peace did not matter at all. Because I'm more introverted, everyone a hikeif someone did not come to see me, I graduated alone. It pleased me, I could go at my own pace, relax at the moment I needed it, I did not have to think about what and by whom I should talk about.
So i on a hike to the Blue Stones I went solo. Following the blue tourist sign, I came to the Černohorský stream, where I deviated a bit from the original route, because I still wanted to walk Luisa's path, which was written about in many tourist guides. Behind the newly built bridge over the Černohorský stream, I turned left and set off against the flow of its flow along a comfortable and wide stone walkway. The Luisa cesta path was named after Aloisia Czernin Morzinová, who was the owner of the Maršov estate, and was built at the end of the 19th century. About 600 meters of the road is well maintained, so even if the road is uphill, you can walk along it beautifully and at the same time admire the surrounding nature and waterfalls, which are on the creek. The tallest one is almost three meters and it is definitely worth seeing this place. The well-maintained path ends at the built-in wooden shelter, and anyone who would like to go on to the Pardubice sheds would no longer be so comfortable.
Since I had planned to reach the Blue Stones, I did not continue and returned to the narrow asphalt road that wound up a nice hill. And that he was really good, I saw for myself. I was blowing quite a bit before I walked around the hotel Večernice, over which I took a short break, because it was beautiful view of the valley at Janske Lazne.
Exhaling a little, I headed on, toward the Blue Stone Shed. Not a single car passed me during the journey and I did not encounter a living soul. There was such peace at Modrokamenná bouda that I didn't even examine whether it was open or not. But already at that moment, because there was a forest all around and almost complete (rather scary) silence, I wasn't sure if I did well that I set off on my own.
So I went back a bit, where a moment ago I saw a signpost with a yellow tourist sign leading to the Blue Stones. I couldn't believe my eyes, but the sign sent me straight to the woods. I wanted to convince myself that I was really brave and I went into the bowels of the forest. But after a few dozen steps, I suddenly had a completely unquenchable feeling that someone was watching me. Subconsciously, I sensed it was nonsense, but when a sound that sounded like a broken branch came from next to it in the bushes, I didn't wait a moment and ran to the road.
Of course, no one was waiting for me in the woods, and I deprived with my fear of the Blue Stones, which according to all the manuals are really beautiful, and the quartzite, which is usually gray or white, is said to be really bluish in their case. But I couldn't see for myself. On the contrary, I was convinced that fear had big eyes.
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