There is a silence in the deep woods that you cannot find anywhere else. Last weekend, we ventured off the main tourist tracks to explore the northern ridge. The air was crisp, smelling of pine and damp earth, a stark contrast to the city smog we left behind.

The hike wasn’t easy. It required navigating steep inclines and rocky paths that seemed to disappear into the undergrowth. But the reward was worth every step. As we broke through the treeline, the valley opened up below us, painted in the vibrant oranges and reds of autumn.