When the Sun wakes up in the East, it first caresses the white forehead of Mt. Botev; then it gently descends over the three heads of Mazalat, sheds light on the peaks of Shipka, Buzludja, Vejen and Maragidik, sends a kiss to the hills of Sub-Balkan and finally takes a look of itself in the whispering waters of mountain springs and rivers.
Such is Stara Planina the longest range on Balkan Peninsula. Romans called it Hemus, meaning Snow capped mountain. To all Bulgarians it is simply the BALKAN, their memory, history, culture and traditions.
Stretching from the west and eastwards, to the Black Sea, it is a natural barrier to cold northern winds. Its highest peak the proud and glorious Botev (2,376 m) stands dressed in snow during most of the year.
Within the smooth folds of Central Stara Planina, as beads of rosary lie the towns of Tryavna clean and calm, with quiet National Revival Period houses and painted and carved churches; Dryanovo the town of Master Kolyo Ficheto; Gabrovo the town of humor and jokes, a stage in the open; Sevlievo born in the ancient times and running forward to the future; Apriltsi a sunny valley in the heart of the Balkan mountain; Troyan the town of masters in the mountain of magic; Teteven proud and hospitable; Lovech the lilacs town; Gorna Oriahovitsa the stone guardian of the Balkan, Kazanlak in the valley of roses and Thracian kings, Pavel banya a town of roses and mineral water;