Forest walk
A slow walk through old woods — no hurry and no talking. The forest does its work by itself; some call it forest bathing.
Upper Gemer, Slovakia · Saturdays & Sundays · Since 2009
A day on the meadow and in the woods: a slow walk through old forest, meditation under the open sky, and rest beside the hives. You take home calm — and maybe a jar of honey.
The Day
A half-day programme in a small group — no rush, no phones, no performance. Three things that together make one slow day.
A slow walk through old woods — no hurry and no talking. The forest does its work by itself; some call it forest bathing.
Simple sitting and breathing under the open sky. Led by Oto, who lived six years as a Buddhist monk. No esoterics — just quiet.
The scent of the hive, its warmth, the hum — the body rests all by itself. The air of the hive is thirty-six degrees and smells of wax and propolis. Going close is never required; it works from a distance too. Resting by the hives is sometimes called apitherapy.
We start slowly — a forest path that airs a whole week out of your head.
We sit down in the grass. Oto guides you through simple sitting and breath.
Whoever wants comes closer to the bees. Whoever doesn’t, listens from a blanket.
To finish: tea, bread with honey, and conversation — if you feel like one.
About Oto
More than twenty years ago I set out from Gemer and went — on foot, much of the way barefoot — across countries and borders all the way to Korea. Along the road I earned my bread with my hands: driving people in Turkey, stitching books in Afghanistan. It taught me one thing: when you don’t hurry, everything important comes by itself.
In Korea I met my teacher. He had been an ordinary man — he worked with wood, stone and iron. Then he died, came back, and saw. So he decided to test whether the way of the Korean monks lets you see the “after” while still alive. Beside such a man I lived six years as a Buddhist monk.
In 2008 — a year before I built my first hive — my teacher flew to Slovakia and blessed this place. A friend drove him across the whole country from the Vienna airport. For a few days there was sitting, breathing and silence here. And in between, my teacher did what he had done all his life: he worked with his hands. With a friend he built a footbridge over the stream. The footbridge and the silence are both still here.
Today I live with my wife and son on a meadow below the forest — and with the bees. A day spent with us is a piece of that same road: silence, slow walking, and respect for something greater than yourself.
Neighbours
When dozens of people sat here in silence around Oto’s teacher in 2008, the neighbours from the village over the hill came too. On foot, over the hill, the way they always go. They brought milk and honey, stood for a while — and walked on.
They didn’t ask what was happening. They saw and felt the same thing everyone else did — they just didn’t stop for it. Uphill, downhill, day after day the same. What others search for, they simply live.
That, too, is why we are here. In a country where calm is an ordinary thing — people carry it in their legs, not in their words.
“For them it was just part of the journey. For me, back then, it was the goal.”
The forest
Our nearest neighbour is not a village — it is a forest that was growing here long before us. And just over the hill, on limestone crags, a piece of true old-growth forest survives to this day.
The wall of trees where every one of our walks begins. It has grown for over a century without asking anyone’s permission.
the forest walk goes through here
Fir and beech on limestone, some trunks over three metres around. Steep crags kept the saws away — it is the forest that was here before people.
documented old-growth · about 39 hectares
A limestone summit with a view — on a clear day all the way to Kráľova hoľa and the High Tatras. An eagle circles the crags.
a half-day hike from the meadow
There is no industrial agriculture in the wide surroundings — only meadows, old orchards and forest. Our bees forage in that same cleanness.
our honey lives off this
The forest is in no hurry — that is its whole secret. And if one walk is not enough, we will gladly show you the way up.
Booking
No booking system — one e-mail is enough. We walk in small groups, so the date is always yours alone.
Mornings, about three hours. Another day? Write to us and we’ll arrange it.
spring to autumn
We walk in silence and in small numbers — booking ahead is required.
a private date for your group
Children aged 10–15 for €5. The programme is quiet and slow — children from age 10, accompanied by an adult.
cash on site
Send an e-mail: how many of you there are, which weekend suits you, and whether anyone is allergic to bee stings.
We reply, settle the day and send you the exact meeting place.
Sturdy shoes, a calm mind. Everything else is on us.
Cash on site — €10 per adult, €5 per child aged 10 to 15.
No deposit. If something comes up before your date, simply write.
Stay longer
The day on the meadow is a beginning. For those who want to go deeper, we are preparing longer stays — up to five days in which we show you our whole country.
A Saturday morning: forest, meditation and bees. Exactly the day this whole website is about.
€10 per person · Saturday or Sunday
Two or three days with an overnight stay: evening sitting in the room of silence, mornings by the hives, and more forest than fits into one day.
2–3 days small group · overnight stay
Five days from the airport to the meadow: a manor house, caves, a day of nowhere — and at the summit of the journey, an ordinary day with us. The world slows down by itself.
5 days airport to the meadow and back
What five days look like
From the airport straight into the old world’s finest rooms — Betliar and Krásna Hôrka. In the evening, the first fire.
A day underground — an ice cave or an aragonite cave. A silence older than all of us.
The bus stops where the asphalt ends. Food from the fire, no programme, no signal. Just a day.
The summit of the journey — forest, meditation and bees. In the evening, a honey dinner under the stars.
One last stretch through a country of old iron mines Oto has studied for years — then the airport. You go home slower.
Write and tell us the weekend or the whole journey tempts you — you’ll be the first to hear when dates exist.
From our meadow
At the end of the day you taste honey straight from our hives — and whatever you fall for, you buy on the spot. We also post honey, pollen and candles via Packeta, across Slovakia and to the Czech Republic.
Dark, thick and full of the taste of the forest. We jar it small and large — as much as your pantry needs.
€11 950 g jar (0.7 l)
€50 5 kg (3.5 l)
Fresh flower pollen straight from the hive. A spoonful a day — tiny grains full of meadow energy.
€4 100 g
Cast from the pure wax of our bees. It burns slowly and quietly — and smells like a hive in summer.
€5 each, by size
From hens that roam free. Deep-orange yolks and shells that have only ever known grass, sun and fresh air.
€3.50 10 eggs
How an order works
Build your order with the + buttons and send it in one click — a ready-made e-mail opens.
We reply with the final price including postage per the Packeta price list — usually within a day.
By bank transfer with a QR code from our e-mail, or simply cash on delivery.
The parcel waits at the pickup point you chose — thousands of points across Slovakia and Czechia.
Write what you’d like and how much — we reply with the postage via Packeta. Payment by bank transfer or cash on delivery.
Payment details come in the confirmation e-mail.
The region
The meadow is the quiet centre of a region worth travelling: limestone caves, castle crags and mountains are all a short drive away. Turn one day into a whole weekend.
A village just over the hill where thousands of old cherry trees bloom each spring — the largest gathering of cherry trees in Slovakia, with hundreds of heritage varieties.
blooms at the turn of April and May
The Dobšiná Ice Cave, the Ochtiná Aragonite Cave, Gombasek and Domica — World Heritage limestone wonders, each one different, all close by.
UNESCO World Heritage karst
A manor house with a famous library and a castle on a crag — two afternoons of Gemer history.
manor · castle · mining country
The gorges, ladders and lookouts of the national park begin just beyond our woods.
national park
Košice and Poprad airports are both about an hour and a half away by car. We’re happy to advise what fits into a weekend — just write.
Get in touch
Best to write ahead — we’ll reply and arrange everything.