Stuck in Krakow waiting for a wheel bearing to arrive, a Slovakian friend told us of a highline festival happening that very weekend 300km away. We thought the van could handle another 600km on a noisy wheel bearing, so off we limped to Olesnica for some excellent times with the great unwashed.

Encamped in the castle grounds was an eclectic mix of circus folk touring Europe with their families in vans and a few familiar slackliners. In the evenings we were treated to upbeat bohemia vibes and dancing in the streets to polka rhythms.

Words: Hugo Pullen | Photos: Dora Damian