The view from Kasprowy Wierch towards Beskid, where a winding trail crosses one of the most scenic ridges in the Polish Tatras.
The view from Kasprowy Wierch towards Beskid was one of the highlights of our trip to the Polish Tatras. On the second day, my son and I climbed to the summit before continuing along the ridge, while my wife, whose heart belongs to the sea rather than the mountains, waited for us at the Murowaniec mountain shelter. Although the uphill trail was only about three kilometres long, it was demanding, with large uneven stones and several steep sections that required careful footing.
A cable car climbs towards Kasprowy Wierch, seen from the peaceful meadow at Kalatówki in the Polish Tatras.
For the past few months, my camera focused almost entirely on wildlife around my local lakes and rivers. This time, I traded my telephoto lens for hiking boots and returned to the Polish Tatra Mountains. I began my trip with an easy hike to the beautiful meadow at Kalatówki, where magnificent views of Kasprowy Wierch welcomed me.
Traditional flower carpet decoration in Spycimierz, Poland
Corpus Christi gave me another excuse to get on the bike and head to Spycimierz. The Spycimierz flower carpets 2026 were as colourful and impressive as ever, transforming the village streets into a living work of art created by local residents. This remarkable tradition, which dates back around 200 years and is recognized by UNESCO as part of the Intangible Cultural Heritage of Humanity, continues to attract visitors from across Poland and beyond.
A scenic section of the R10 Vistula Spit cycling trail near Krynica Morska, where pine forests open to the Baltic Sea
If you’re dreaming of a Baltic ride that blends sea views, whispering pines, and a touch of frontier adventure, R10 Vistula Spit cyclingdelivers the perfect escape. Stretching roughly 100 km round trip from Mikoszewo to Piaski and back, this section threads sleepy fishing villages, forested paths, and the calm between the open sea and the Vistula Lagoon — all on mostly flat terrain that’s welcoming even for first‑time bikepackers. Late spring offers mild weather and quiet trails, making it an ideal time to explore before the peak summer season begins.
A straight path through the forest, still quiet in early spring
I first noticed this forest back in November, during a bike ride. I wasn’t planning to stop — just passing along the road when it caught my attention for a moment. It felt like the kind of place worth coming back to for an early spring forest walk.
The gravel trail along Cieńków ridge near Wisła offers open views of the surrounding Silesian Beskid mountains.
Looking for an early-season gravel adventure in southern Poland? TheCienkow Loop gravel ride near Wisla delivers open views, quiet ridges, and a surprising lack of snow. Early March in the mountains usually means winter slowly loosening its grip, but this year spring seems to be arriving ahead of schedule — except on the ski slopes, where snow cannons are working overtime.
The last snow of the season — one of my favorite spots to photograph trees, just before spring starts to take over
It seems like winter is beginning to loosen its grip and make way for spring. It’s still February, but this weekend’s forecast promises full sun and temperatures reaching 15°C. These are the days I live for as a cyclist — when I can leave my long-sleeved bibs and jersey at home and simply enjoy the warmth on my skin.
That moment when the highest peaks reveal themselves through winter fog — the Polish Tatras showing off their alpine soul
There’s a moment, just before mist swallows a mountain, when you feel very small. I felt that way standing beneath Poland’s highest peaks — the Tatras rising layer by layer into heavy winter clouds.
A peaceful chapel nestled in the Tatras, where faith, perseverance, and community endure.
While my son was skiing in Małe Ciche, near Zakopane, I found the perfect excuse to leave behind the ski slopes and take a snowy hike with my camera. As I walked through the quiet hills, the world seemed to slow down, and then I came across something unexpected — a small chapel hidden within the folds of the Tatra Mountains.
A foggy winter evening by a small lake near my home — thin ice at the edges, quiet water, and reeds holding through the cold as the last light fades
There’s a lake near my home — close enough for an unplanned visit, yet distant enough to feel like a small escape. I come here often, especially in the evening, when the light begins to soften and the day slows down. Sunset has a way of doing that — turning a familiar lakeside view into something briefly new.
A winter roadside shrine hidden among old trees — quiet, cared for, and shaped by the season
In summer, roadside shrines in Poland often announce themselves — bright flowers, ribbons catching the light, colours that draw the eye. You notice them almost by accident while moving through the landscape.
