Monday, August 17, 2026

Borovetz 2026

Last Friday husband and I decided to make another hike on Rila, that has been among our staples in the last few years - from Borovetz to Chakur voivoda hut, and from there up to the skirts of peak Shatur and back to Borovetz along an alternative trail.

The first part of the hike to Sitnyakovo was honestly pretty ugly - there was some "sanitary" felling of trees, the track was dusty, broken and disturbed by heavy machinery, tree logs and branches were scattered around and the entire atmosphere was more of an industrial construction site rather than a nature park.



Me-made items, worn on this hike:

Husband: boxers, Burda cargo pants
I: lingerie, Burda color jeans, hound tooth's hoodie

Thankfully, the felling and vehicles are only allowed up to a point below Sitnyakovo, so from there on our beloved Rila was back in all of its usual glory and might. The route we had designed for ourselves was circuit, so we didn't have to go back along the same track.

Hike info:

Date: 14 August 2026
Destination: Tzarska Bistritza round trip
Mountain: Rila
Total length: 16.5 km
Elevation gain: 790 m
Total duration (plus picnic and berry gathering): 6 hours
Average difficulty: 6 / 10



We had a lovely picnic on our usual bench at Chakur voivoda and after a well deserved rest we continued up the trail.

Soon the peaks of Deno and Shatur were visible

The season of blueberries along this part of the trail was in its prime and in the end we gave up and stopped to collect a few handfuls for a blueberry pie.


The highest point of our hike - at the foot of peak Shatur.

The border of blueberry shrubs on both sides of the track was kilometers long, but we were a bit more careful, after I saw a snake on the track, scared by our steps, crawl into the shrubs.


The most beautiful part of the trail was the forest by the Bistritza river - this part of the mountain is absolutely mesmerizing.



The last section of the trail ran along the track to Musala hut and we came upon some raspberry bushes. It was late in the day along a well frequented track, so the berries were mostly gone, picked by other hikers, but we managed to gather a handful, which I turned into an parfait cake with raspberries. Nothing compares to the flavour of wild raspberries, you have to taste it to believe it - it was bombastic!