Up to Voštinová skála

On the first weekend of March this year, the weather turned out to be suspiciously high - in values ​​on the scale of positivity. I had Saturday scheduled, but I wanted to use Sunday for a shorter cycling trip. But man changes and God changes, as my grandmother used to say. No one above (not even the wife) changed anything, but first the goddess named Laziness won over my smallness, then I "had to" in…