Obejrzane 210 razy, pobrane 12 razy
w pobliżu Vrétsia, Eparchía Páfou (Cyprus)
Not the easiest find, but one of the nicest Venetian Bridge in beautiful forestry environment. If you choice right path walk can be NOT exposed even at hot summer times. But find the right path is tricky :( most people never find it just walk on forestry road and fire break lines as I did at first time as well when I did follow somebody else trails on Wikiloc. Even with my winter experience I did miss the entry of the trail , due crappy information at the entry. So when you did left Vretsia you will find an information board from Venetian Bridge trail , that is the entry point , but you will NOT see any trail like path at all. There is a sign post Vulture Observation 0.7km and point to right, all people follow it include me and use fire break like instead of beautiful nature trail. At winter this is not a big deal more hard , but okay. On hot summer this is exposed all way and makes the trip to very hard or just no joy at all. At this information board go LEFT!!! don't take road left just walk close to the bush and you will able to see within 50m there is footpath with usual vegetation information green table. This is goes thru the forest and you can reach Roudias bridge in a much pleasant environment. I did mark this entry on my back route when I finally found this trail.
Video from my winter trip:
Trails criss-cross the hillsides and the tranquil forest hides Venetian bridges, ruins and stories in Cyprus. On the island where every passing century has left its own stamp and where every day hold something new to discover. Nike Werstroh recalls one day from Cyprus when she and Jacint Mig followed the Venetian Bridges trail and then wandered amongst the abandoned houses of Vretsia.
The minaret of the small mosque was silent and hadn`t called anyone for prayer for more than 40 years. Wild grass which hadn`t been cut for maybe decades crept towards the building. Paint was peeling off the walls and the door was open. I stepped inside and climbed up the creaky old stairs to the minaret from where I could see the dirt track snaking between the crumbling buildings. Vegetation grew wildly between the houses and there was not a soul for miles.
Later, as I wandered between the old buildings, I tried to imagine what it might have been like to live in this village on the hillside. Shrubs had taken over some of the buildings and the silent walls guarded some secrets which would never be revealed. Less than 50 years ago it might have been a lively place, where people gossiped in front of their homes, crops were grown in the gardens and animals grazed in the meadows. But Vretsia village was abandoned by its Turkish Cypriot residents as a result of the 1974 conflict.