Some good connoisseurs of Montenegrin peaks claim that Mokra is one of the most beautiful mountains. It was pretty isolated till recently and known only to locals of Ržanica, Velika, Murino who would go to their katun. Nowadays, by constructing the road from Mašnica and Lijepi do it becomes more available, even some modern cottages sprout there.

Katuns are three hours walk away from the village. They are located in the area covered with wood and large pastures. Water is everywhere, this is the reason for the simple name of the mountain (Mokra –wet). The huts are very close to one another. Petrovdan is a holiday when fairs are organised at Mokra and shepherds and others from the surrounding katuns and villages come then.

Mokra resembles a vast plateau. Its only two peaks barely reach the altitude of 2,000 m. Their names are Prijedolska glava, 2,003 m and Lumere 2,001 m. In its highest parts, the relief is glacial, whereas in the lower parts, limestone relief prevails – sinkholes, landforms, pits and caves. Besides these, Mokra has also got fluvial river valleys, gorges…

Triple relief carries with itself triple climate: humid continental climate, sub-mountain climate and mountain (Alpine) climate.

The names of the streams and watercourses which abound here tell a lot of bounty and quality of water: Studenac (freezing water), Studenica, Zmajeva voda (dragon’s water), Slatka voda (sweet water) … The streams rarely dry up and the main watercourse is the Šekular river.

Streams, brooks, ponds contribute to the beauty of the total picture of this area. The same could be said for versatile forests, bare rockeries, wooden huts and herds of sheep and cattle.

Some low game can sometimes run through this picture, like rabbits, foxes, martens, squirrels, but also some larger ones like does, chamois, wild boar, and for the brown bear – it would be better if it stays on its higher grounds. The sound to this picture will be given by partridge, wood grouse, golden eagle, hawk, cuckoo, thrush, woodpecker, jay … who can distinguish them all.

Once upon time these were listened by Turkish nizam while they stood guard on towers, and a mountain woman in the katun bewares of eagles nowadays and she will try to chase them away by yelling at them if they try to come close to her hens at the meadow…