Along the Copper Trail in the Hostýn Hills

   Autumn has rolled into its second half, giving way to the brightly colored old summer, and a far darker and sadder time has arrived. On the first Saturday after the Remembrance Day, we take the morning bus up to Tesák. The cloudy sky is really "spiritual" today, but we expected that and we're glad that at least it's not raining and we can go for a walk in nature. The old stone cottage on Tesák is teeming with...