We’ve been busy so I’m a bit behind with my blogs for this trip. A couple of days ago, we did a lovely route which headed up from the Roman Bridge in the village of Ceniga and dropped back down to Dro. It had several sections of via ferrata... paths with wire ropes, suspended wooden... Continue Reading →
Homeward bound
My poorly dad’s taken a turn for the worse, unfortunately, so we’ve cut our trip short. On Sunday 8th September we began the 1200-mile 3-day journey home from the Stelvio Alps to North Wales. Day 1: Tunnels, traffic jams and torrential rain After the drama of single-track Gavia pass on our outward journey, we decided... Continue Reading →
Sentiero dei Tedeschi: Path of the Germans
Today we followed a route known as ‘Sentiero dei Tedeschi’ or ‘Path of the Germans’ because it follows a route mapped out by German and Austrian troops during World War 1. We passed several wartime bases, including fallen down barracks, storage caves and a military hospital. The scenery was stunning but tough and remote. It... Continue Reading →
A fort, a lake and cows: Pian Palù
We took the mainline bus to Peio Fonti, then a shuttle bus up a side valley, getting off near Forte Barba di Fior. This is a ruined World War 1 fort perched high on a rocky outcrop. After yesterday’s non-stop rain, the cloud was still low this morning, almost hiding the fort, and the mountain... Continue Reading →
Covel lake and waterfall
My legs were killing me after the long downhill walks over the past couple of days so, today I chose to walk uphill and use different muscles, rather than taking a ski lift. We took the bus to Peio (again saving my poor leggies), then set off up some steep zig zags signposted Malga Covel.... Continue Reading →
Peio 3000: a long downhill
Today we took the Tarlenta gondola and the Peio 3000 cable car up to 3000 metres. Unfortunately, the cloud was down so we couldn’t see the panoramic views promised on the signs. Nevertheless, we had a lovely walk, and saw some stunning scenery. As we left the Peio 3000 lift station, we could see the... Continue Reading →
Exploring Peio
We had a relatively easy day today, finding our bearings on Val di Sole Campsite and in the local area. We started by walking up to Peio Fonti. The path felt almost vertical and I was pretty breathless. I’m putting this down to the altitude, not my lack of cardiovascular fitness! Peio Fonto is a... Continue Reading →
Scaring ourselves on Passo Gavia
Once again, we set off bright and early, on our way to the campsite where we’ll be staying for a while, in Peio, in the Stelvio Alps in Italy. As soon as we’d left Lake Zürich, the mountains appeared. The landscape throughout the day was beautiful… typically alpine, with green meadows, wooden chalets and turquoise... Continue Reading →
A stop in Switzerland
The sat nav said our journey would be 6 hours today, but we knew it’d take longer in Molly Moho, and because we’d need some breaks. The first stop was to eat our breakfast in one of the pretty rural roadside aires and the second was for fuel. I checked on Google and discovered that... Continue Reading →
Off to Italy
After spending 4 and a half months in hospital, Dad’s finally home and settled in his new uppy downy bed. The district nurses and carers have met him, and have a plan to visit 4 times a day. I’ve been to the surgery and ordered his prescription and arranged for it to be delivered. John’s... Continue Reading →