Just as the snow clouds roll over Smědava Mountain, the stories of people's lives, landscapes and houses roll evenly forward. Time is the master here, without shame or mercy again and again it shifts the switches of fates of the people who live in the mountains. The landscape changes with those people, just as the honeysuckle blooms every year in the Jizera meadows.
One of the endless stories of the Jizera Mountains is the story of the Hunting Lodge in Smědava. Let's look back together to the time when it all started so we can begin to tell a new story.