Author: Igor Malinovskyi, Ukraine
20-22.09.2020 Khomiak, Syniak, M.Horhan!
The hike was a success! The autumn weather was great - not too hot, not too cold, so the climbs were easy. Another nice thing - no precipitation, because trudging over the wet Horhany rocks would have been harder and more dangerous. There were two groups, 12 people and 9 people.
Day one: Transfer from Ivano-Frankivsk to Yaremche. A brief briefing and into battle! We climbed Khomiak without backpacks, which was nice :) One of the guides stayed at the campsite with the backpacks and prepared dinner, while we headed to the summit with the second guide. So having conquered the first peak, we descended in excellent spirits, where hot coffee and dinner awaited us. After the meal - songs by the campfire with guitar, then we went to rest - to gather strength for the two remaining peaks.
Day two: Those who wanted met a wonderful sunrise, the rest of the sleepyheads pulled themselves together already at the smell of breakfast being cooked, after which - "gear on shoulders" and we set off to conquer the remaining two peaks. The path to Mt. Syniak was no less thorny underfoot with pine roots and rocks; on the guide's recommendation we made a stop and, to the sound of the guitar, enjoyed a wonderful panoramic view of the Carpathians, then visited the pseudo-summit of Mt. Syniak and, having taken plenty of photos, moved on to the "true" summit of Mt. Syniak, where we had lunch and rested a bit before heading to the third peak, Maly Horhan. Two and a half hours later we were already enjoying the view from M. Horhan, after which came a rather steep descent from the mountain to our dislocation site, then everything went classic - dinner, songs by the campfire, switching to energy-saving mode.
Day three: Breakfast, packing up, and we headed to Bukovel. Along the way down the mountain a river flows alongside the road, and here the road is easier so we could fully enjoy the beauty of the Carpathians. On the way we stopped at Lake Molodosti (Youth Lake), but the water was quite fresh, so those willing to swim could be counted on the fingers of one experienced locksmith's hand. Then Bukovel, and transfer to Ivano-Frankivsk. Upon arrival, after returning the rented gear, we headed to the local pub - Desyatka, where we had a heartfelt sit-down, chatted, received tourist certificates, a couple of gifts from Kuluar, after which each tourist went their own samurai way - some to the airport, some to the train, some stayed a couple more days in Ivano-Frankivsk.
To sum up - a great hike with an interesting group of people and a shared love for the mountains. Special respect to our guide Leonid Verestun, who told us about the mountains along the way, answered our questions, cooked delicious food, played the guitar - "how many peaks has this guitar seen - one can only envy that."
And a small fly in the ointment regarding the logistics team - while we were in the mountains, train service resumed, and trains started running from Ivano-Frankivsk again - we weren't informed, and if it weren't for fellow hikers tipping us off, I would have had to make my way by hook or by crook to the provincial town of Khodoriv.