3 Day hiking in Albania Tomorr Mountains from Berat
3 Day hiking in Albania Tomorr Mountains from Berat
Three days, two tents, and one questionable pair of hiking socks – get ready for your 3-day camping adventure in the Tomorr Mountains. The 3 Day hiking in Albania Tomorr Mountains from Berat is really worth it!
Day 1: Berat to Base Camp – Where the Roads End and the Real Fun Begins
Let’s start with the obvious: Berat is a picture-perfect postcard that accidentally came to life. Cobblestone streets? Check. Ottoman houses clinging to hills like they’ve had one too many espressos? Double check. But for the brave souls itching to escape the charming clutches of civilization, the Tomorr Mountains await. And no, you don’t need to sacrifice a goat to get there. (Although, someone in the group might offer to sacrifice their phone signal after 24 hours off-grid.)
The trip kicks off with backpacks that feel heavier than anyone remembers packing, and a taxi driver named Arjan who insists he once saw a bear drive a motorcycle up Tomorr. Classic Arjan.
The first leg involves a surprisingly bumpy 4×4 ride followed by a moderately less comfortable 6km uphill hike. Spirits are high. Knees are… negotiable.
By sunset, the tents are pitched (read: vaguely upright), and everyone’s congratulating themselves for surviving without GPS. Dinner is a triumphant pot of semi-burnt pasta, and somehow, it tastes like victory. Also: smoke.
Day 2: Summit Dreams and Goat Diplomacy
Nobody said 4:30 AM wake-up calls would feel good. But there’s coffee. Instant, gritty, and glorious. Today’s mission: conquer Mount Tomorr’s 2,416-meter summit before the clouds get ideas.
Halfway up, the group is overtaken by a herd of goats led by a smug-looking alpha with a bell and a chip on his shoulder. The humans take a snack break. The goats take pride in their superior quad strength.
By late morning, the summit is in sight—along with a view so dramatic, someone actually starts quoting poetry. Out loud. Without irony. It happens.
Up top, it’s all panoramic glory and wind that makes your face look like you’ve stuck it out a car window at 90 km/h. Everyone poses for that “I climbed a mountain and now I’m enlightened” photo. Some look enlightened. Some just look hungry.
Back at camp, it’s a campfire dinner and stargazing session that spirals into ghost stories, questionable Albanian whiskey, and someone dramatically yelling “BEAR!” only to reveal it was just their friend in a sleeping bag stumbling toward the latrine.
Day 3: The Descent – Sore Legs, Full Hearts, and a Detour Called “Oops”
Day three brings that bittersweet feeling of knowing the adventure is nearly over, and also wondering why one’s thighs feel like they’ve been bench-pressing boulders.
The descent is scenic, peaceful, and only slightly interrupted by a detour caused by “shortcut confidence” that turns into “accidental loop.” It’s fine. Nobody panics. Except the guy who thought he saw a snake. (It was a stick.)
By the time Berat’s rooftops come back into view, everyone’s a little dirtier, a lot hungrier, and weirdly nostalgic for the smoky pasta. Phones are turned back on. Civilization rushes in like a wave. But something’s changed.
They’ve climbed a mountain. Slept under stars. Made peace with their mosquito bites. And honestly? They’d do it all again—even if it means sharing trail mix with goats.
