This race had long been on my must-do list. I had visited the riverbanks of the Nestos River, on the Xanthi side, back in my university years — and they had utterly captivated me.
For ultra trail runners, the 100-mile race (VFUT) is often described as an “Odyssey” through the National Park of the Rhodope Mountain Range. I chose the shorter 46 km route — more than enough to offer you memories and images that will stay with you for a lifetime.
The virgin forest of Paranesti, in the region of Drama, stands there majestic and timeless, waiting to guide you through its trails, its river, and its countless species of flora and fauna — teaching you the pure harmony and respect that should define the relationship between humans and nature.
The start was scheduled for Saturday at 08:30, with the temperature barely reaching 10°C. The conditions were perfect for a long run through a unique ecosystem. In mountain races that last for hours, every detail matters; one small oversight can make your effort much harder — or even threaten your finish. This time, my dilemma was whether to use trekking poles. I eventually decided not to, since I didn’t have a quiver to store them, and I believe it was the right choice — in the second half of the race, they would have been nothing but extra weight in my hands.
The starting line was set right outside the train station of Paranesti, and soon after the start, the route led us uphill, away from the village and into the forest. The race takes place in the heart of autumn, when the landscape is dominated by warm orange and yellow hues, and the crisp breeze hints that winter is near. The smoke from the chimneys in the village below had already given us a taste of that.
The course climbs steadily until around the 22nd kilometer, opening up every now and then into small clearings that reveal breathtaking views. By then, you’re deep inside the forest. The sounds of human activity have faded completely — all you hear is the river, your breath, and your footsteps. The vegetation is lush, and only the narrow trail reminds you that someone once passed through here. At the 19 km mark lies the main aid station, “Sili.” From there, and for the next nine kilometers until you circle back to it, bear tracks appeared constantly along the trail!
The scenery keeps changing — beeches give way to plane trees, birches, and pines. The sunlight struggles to pierce through the thick canopy. The descent has begun, and caution is needed; fatigue has already reduced your reflexes and joint elasticity. The final eight kilometers follow a stunning riverside path under the shade of tall plane trees, with gentle slopes and serene views.
A trail race, beyond its physical challenge, is defined by its organization and the hospitality of locals and volunteers — and in these aspects, the VFT truly excels. Every aid station was staffed with warm, helpful volunteers, and the course marking was flawless.
I wholeheartedly recommend adding this race to your calendar for next year. It’s an experience you’ll never forget.
