Croatia, 5th October, Plitvice Lakes National Park, day 2

We had a good night at the pension just outside the Plitvice Park and for our evening meal, our host had fished another couple of fresh trout out of the tank for us to eat. Lovely with chips and vegetables.
We were due another day in the park and then we were going to drive up to Sibiče, just west of Zagreb, for the night so that we could fly back home the next day.
We got to the park earlier this time, just as it was opening, and the upper lake section was quieter which made the whole day a lot more pleasurable. Here below is the route we more or less took. The weather was cloudy and misty at first but the sun eventually emerged.

At the furthest extremity of the walk we bordered on to the wilderness area and it was very tempting to go further, thinking of wolves and bears. There is just a short boat trip involved in this walk and we did not take the bus back but meandered by foot, revisiting a couple of sites.

Again I took numerous photographs. There was more boardwalk in this section of the lakes and it was difficult to do longer exposures on a tripod as a tour group would always hove into sight just as I had set up the camera. The board walk would then vibrate as they went past, or worse as they dithered around taking selfies.

Looking back at the pictures there are very few broad landscape shots as I found the place to be more about the details of the trees and the water.

The first picture is of an apple tree in the garden of the pension and then the next two were taken on my phone.The broad views were mainly taken from close to the entrance to the park.

I have added some textures to this picture.

In the above picture you can see the formation of the tufa under the water.

When we had got back to the entrance we went to a hotel situated by the car park for a coffee. Then Anne drove the long way up to Sibiče a small town to the west of Zagreb. It took us a while to find the small apartment where we were staying and even longer to find something to eat as the Sibiče seemed to be closed. We realised that the only restaurant open was a rather starchy place with room for about 100 people and no one dining. We found a place by the bar which at least had a couple of men drinking, so it wasn't completely devoid of atmosphere. We had another huge meat platter and went back to our digs feeling slightly ill. 

Next morning we drove to the airport for a midday flight back in to Heathrow. Alan met us and that was the end of a very good holiday.