River Soca

Next morning we are up relatively early and go for a walk along the river, the weirdest sight of the relatively warm air condensing over the icy cold stream meant there was a strange mist over the river. We wandered up along the river to where the rocks and waterfalls splashed away and were greeted with a series of crystal clear deep pools full of large trout. We watched some kayaks heading off down the river, (the area is renouned for the canyoning and extreme river sports), before we finally packed up to head north out of the mountains and into Austria.