A citadel people still live in. The clock tower, the covered stair and a Saxon village on the way back.
Two or three villages in a day, with the people who still hold the keys. Lunch is at a farm, not a restaurant.
A long drive each way — around two and a half hours in each direction — and a full afternoon in the old town.
Bran and Râșnov without the vampire nonsense — the actual border history, told properly.
Up through the gorge and onto the ridge shoulder. A proper mountain day with a head for exposure needed near the top.
Cable car up, then a plateau walk at two thousand metres past the wind-carved rock formations.
Conglomerate towers with their own names, and a ridge traverse between them.
Forest, gorge and the Seven Ladders. The gentlest mountain day we run, and the best one with children.
The highest ground in the country. A long, demanding day, and we cancel it without argument if the weather turns.
An evening in a hide on wild ground. No baiting. Sightings are never guaranteed and we will not pretend otherwise.
An early start with scopes provided. Best in September and early October.
A full day working to the light, at the pace photography actually needs.