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I am sitting in the café at
Skradinski Buk, an indescribable torrent of waterfalls. The others have gone for a boat trip, and I am skipping the experience and avoiding feeling ill. Louder than any of the many visitors is the cascading roar of the water.
We were almost alone for the first hour of strolling amongst a lace of waterfalls. By the end of the second hour, we rejoiced that we had finished before the big bus tours arrived.
Part of the
Krka National Park (pronounced as spelled), a vast quantity of water tumbled from the surrounding mountainous hills through a long downhill stretch of rocks. Over long ledges it rolled into the raging Krka River. Down craggy cliffs it crashed into thick foam. Rivulets traced tiny lace patterns among the plants. Grasses bounced in the turbulence; moss shined bright green on protected rocks. Some trees impeded the flow, causing captivating flowing patterns. Trees overhung all, making shadows on the pools between falls. The grand climax was the huge, multi-part cascade of the Skradinski Buk.
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The others went off to board the boat, and I relaxed at the café with a glass of lemonade, which like everywhere here is
Mill buildings
Traditional use of flowing watermade by squeezing a whole lemon into a glass and filling the glass with water. Sugar was on the side. I succumbed to one packet of sugar and later added water from my water bottle. My drink lasted the whole hour it took to write up part of today’s and all of yesterday’s notes. I was sitting on a gravel patio furnished with small picnic tables, benches and umbrellas. During the hour, families came to have lunch, mainly hotdogs and fries from what I could see.
A little chilled from sitting so long, I had a another look at the falls and then wandered over to the buildings representing a mill village – not sure if the little houses and out-buildings were originals. One was furnished as a home with hearth, stone benches or perhaps low counters, and implements. In one building a weaver demonstrated traditional Croatian loom work. To my surprise, the weaver added slack to the weft after passing the shuttle through the warp; her English-speaking companion explained that this enabled her to tighten the weave more when she pounded the weft, covering the warp threads. She was doing black and white stripes, although there were much
Cikola River valley
Rock with many names: travertine, tufa, calcium carbonate, and limestone more colourful examples of her weaving on the walls.
Mona Switzer
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The waterfall slideshow was spectacular and the waterfall at the end was magnificent! Of course it doesn't hurt that I absolutely LOVE waterfalls!