The Sunday Sip

Humbled by the Hills Above Zenica

Hello from northern Bosnia,

I hope this Sunday finds you well, with something warm in your cup and a little bit of quiet in your day.

This week’s video comes from the hills above Zenica, where Tamara and I joined PSD Pošta Zenica for a hike from Kakanj railway station across the countryside towards Dom Jedinci, the club’s mountain house.

On paper, it sounded simple enough.

Thirteen and a half kilometres. Fresh air. Beautiful views. A chance to record the sights, sounds, and little moments along the way.

But Bosnia had other ideas.

Within the first climb, I realised I had made a few mistakes. The wrong trousers. Too much in the rucksack. And perhaps a little too much confidence from a younger version of myself who forgot to remind me that I am now 73.

Walking every day is one thing.

Hiking in Bosnia is quite another.

There were children running ahead with endless energy, views towards Vlašić still touched with snow, green hills, open fields, cattle grazing, and that wonderful Bosnian hiking club atmosphere waiting for us at the end.

But for me, this became less of a scenic hiking video and more of a small lesson in humility.

A reminder that getting older does not mean stopping.

But it does mean listening.

To your body.
To the terrain.
And sometimes, to the hills.

So this week’s video is not the elegant walking postcard I planned to make.

It is something more honest.

A story about ageing, pride, preparation, sore knees, Bosnian hills, and eventually reaching the end.

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