Plitvice Lakes National Park: Some Notes From Last Year's Visit

Published on 6 July 2026 10:14 AM
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I keep meaning to write about this trip and keep putting it off, so here it is, about a year late.

I went to Plitvice last September, solo, on my way through the Balkans after a work trip that I extended by a week. I'd seen the photos everyone posts from the place, and figured it'd be nice but probably a little overhyped. It's the oldest and largest national park in Croatia, so I assumed it'd also be the most crowded, which, fair warning, it kind of is.

Getting there

I stayed in a small guesthouse maybe fifteen minutes from Entrance 2. Booked it because it was cheap, not because I did any real research, and that turned out to be a decent call. Entrance 2 gets a bit less foot traffic than Entrance 1 early in the day. I got there right when it opened, before the tour buses had unloaded. If you're planning a visit and you can control your schedule at all, do this.

I'd planned to do one of the longer combined routes, something like 6-8 hours covering both the Upper and Lower Lakes plus a boat crossing.

The moment

Around 8:00am, maybe forty minutes in, I was on one of the quieter boardwalk sections in the Lower Lakes, the kind that's mostly just wood planks a foot or two above the water with no railing on one side. Not much people around yet. The light hadn't fully come over the ridge, so everything was still that flat grey-blue morning color.

I stopped because I heard something under the boardwalk - turned out to be a fish, decent size, just sitting almost motionless in water so clear I could see every rock on the bottom like it was six inches deep instead of six feet. And behind it, this thin ribbon of a waterfall was coming down through the trees, quiet, not the big dramatic ones you see in the postcards, just a small one nobody bothers naming. No people, no sound except water and one bird somewhere I couldn't see.

I didn't take a photo (the post is using a stock one), honestly. I thought about it and then just didn't. I stood there for maybe five minutes doing nothing, which is not something I do often. Nothing about it was dramatic. It wasn't some life-changing moment. I just remember standing on that boardwalk thinking, this is exactly why I get up early and go places by myself. For five minutes like that, with nobody around to ask if I'm ready to keep moving.

A few practical notes if you're going

  • Go early. It's not a secret tip, everyone says it, but it's true and it matters more here than at most places I've been.
  • Bring water shoes or don't worry about your shoes at all. The boardwalks get slick when it's been raining, and I saw more than one person go down.
  • The boat crossing on the lake is short but worth doing, mostly because it breaks up the walking and gives your legs a rest.
  • If your legs are already tired from something else (mine were), the full route is longer than it looks on the map. Budget more time than you think.

That's about it. Nothing groundbreaking, just a quiet morning I still think about sometimes, for no particular reason other than it was quiet and I was there for it.