We take two days to drive the 350 km from Podgorica to Sarajevo, again not along the shortest route, but definitely a more scenic one. Taking in some historically relevant sights, as well. (Two days, scenery and sights, so brace yourself for a lot of photographs again….)
The Moraca River
Just north of Podgorica we enter the Moraca River gorge, along an excellent road providing great views of the steep mountains and the green river below. The road is really pasted against the mountain, it looks sometimes, with a steep abyss on one side – if we are not passing through a tunnel, of which there are many, along the 70 kms, or so. Funny, after about one-third of the way we pass under an enormous bridge: this is where the new highway goes, one we didn’t know existed – but wouldn’t want to have taken, either, omitting the gorge all together.
Near Kolasin we exit the gorge, but we continue to follow the river through a wider valley for another 15 kms. As we are getting higher, the autumn colours become more dramatic, with entirely red-yellow forests on the other side, with higher, bare peaks towering above. We then start our ascent, steeply up the mountains, to what I think is called the Semolj pass at 1540 m, and down on the other side into another valley. Which gradually changes in a high plateau, with less and less vegetation, and still the high mountains in the back. Spectacular landscape, especially because of the changes from one area to the next, over relatively short distance, all in one day.
Zabljak
Near Zabljak, which is the centre for touring the so nice that they have made it into a park, Durmitor National Park, we check out two sites with stecci (plural of stecak), both added to Unesco’s World Heritage List. Stecci are tomb stones, some carved and some not, that started to appear in Bosnia and Hercegovina and in its bordering areas in Montenegro and Croatia in the 12th C. The practice was discontinued again at the beginning of the 16th C, with the Ottoman conquest of Bosnia. The most atmospheric site is the one called Grčko groblje (Greek graveyard), where one large stecak dominates the low hill top, and is surrounded by 30 or 40 more, some better recognisable than others. Indeed, some of the tombs are carved, either with a cross, with side decorations or – rarely – with a whole scene. The second site, Bare Žugića, is a necropolis with some 300 stećci, right next to the road, but many of those are difficult to differentiate from rock boulders.
Past Zabljak we cross the Tara River, which downstream has cut a canyon of 1300 m deep. We have no time to explore this phenomenon, and will have to contend with the river at the Tara Bridge, which is already pretty impressive – both the bridge, 365 meters long and completed in 1940, and the river, 172 meters lower.
Pljevlja
In Pljevlja we stop to admire the beautiful Hussein Pasha Mosque, built in 1569 and with 42 meters boasting the highest minaret in the Balkans. Like many of the old mosques we have encountered so far, this one, too, has its outside painted with elaborate frescoes featuring geometric patterns and floral motifs; unfortunately, the mosque is closed so the inside remains hidden. The nearby Holy Trinity Monastery is slightly older than the mosque, from 1537. It is open, and because there is a funeral wake ongoing in the front portal of the church, all the lights inside are on – and its frescoes clearly visible. The highlight here, though, is a brilliantly carved and gilded iconostasis. More pictures here.
From Pljevlja an excellent road is slowly climbing to the border, along the way deteriorating quickly. The countryside is once again spectacular, the bright autumn colours interspersed with the dark green of the pine trees. There is hardly any traffic, and indeed we are the only car at the border crossing. From where we go down on an even worse road – no more tarmac available to repair the holes.
to Visegrad
Just when we thought it couldn’t get worse, our GPS suggests a shortcut for our detour to Visegrad, where we want to see a bridge built by the most renowned architect of the Ottoman empire, Mimar Sinan. But the shortcut is short-lived: not only has the road by now degraded to an unsurfaced track – or perhaps once-surfaced is a better term, there are traces of asphalt left -, we come across warning signs not to proceed any further because of uncleared mines. A nice little reminder that Bosnia and Hercegovica was a war zone not that long ago. So we backtrack to the main road, which runs along the Drina River, with more spectacular gorges, occasionally interrupted by a dam.
The Mehmed Pasha Sokolović Bridge was built in 1571 and named after the grand vizier who commissioned it. With its eleven arches this is the mother of all bridges we have seen this trip, truly a design and engineering Sinan masterpiece. Entirely worth the detour.
Driving into Sarajevo, a few hours later, the most relaxed entry of a city ever, nothing compared to Prishtina or Tirana, for instance. Before we know it, we are suddenly in the middle of town, no major boulevards, no important through roads, no traffic jams, just right in the centre, in front of our booked apartment