Black earth of Nidzica

The days are getting shorter, grey, dull, cold... Hey, long weekend, let's go somewhere. The word "departure" is said. My friend makes a few phone calls and here we are, we set off on a trip to the area of ​​Nidzica. I will honestly admit that I have driven through this area many times, rushing along the expressway to the Polish seaside, not paying attention to the beauty of the area. Only when you leave the main roads and pass small villages do you notice the beauty of the area. We meet Archie there, who will be our guide. The question is asked gently whether we are going to fight? There is only one answer. Into the wild, impassable, to fight and conquer something. The terrain does not disappoint us, beautiful crossings through forests on roads broken by large trucks with timber, marshes on which you feel like the surface on which you are driving floats on water. Dark, raven-colored peat soil heavily dampens even the most off-road tires. Ropes, winches, teamwork and we break through after dusk onto a paved road. A smile on my face was great. Rest in a beautifully situated guesthouse on the shores of a picturesque lake. Tomorrow morning we will go again to get lost...