GTA – Alpe Devero to Alpe Veglia

Day 4

Leaving Alpe Devero I passed through a group of stone buildings and up a forest path. I came upon a flock of sheep with some goats mixed in. I watched the shepard lead his sheep to a spur; he whistled and they all followed.

The path goes through a wide bassin that is soggy due to the late snow.

The first pass, Scatta d’ Orogna, had the tamest goats I have met: I turned for a photo but had to swing around and pull away a goat that wanted to eat my backpack.

After the descent, walking along the side of a lake in snow, I came to a critical point; I was with a couple of other hikers.

The original pass around the cliff face had been damaged by an avalanche in spring. A detour had been built, which meant a long climb down then back up over snow. Six Italians went along the original path and assured us it was safe enough.

We decided to follow them.

Parts of the path are not even; shards of rock bigger than me are scattered across it.

At the second pass, Passo Di Valtendra, we were hit by the wind. We retreated below the pass to take off our backpacks. A couple of minutes at the top for photos were enough.

Then I put on my wind jacket, gloves and beanie for the walk down the snow on the other side.

Beyond the snow it warmed up as I descended through a forest.

Alpe Veglia was the end-point, with a friendly refuge.

John

GTA – Rifugio Margaroli to Alpe Devero

Day 3

The refuge Margaroli, where I stayed, was very friendly. The food was good and I met a few people hiking the same route.

The path starts along a lake where many spring flowers are in bloom. I never tire of their beauty.

Maybe the long flat stretch allowed me to warm up, but the climb was easier, and I felt I hit my stride.

At the “Scatta Minoia” pass I met a group sheltering in a big hut, “Bivacco Ettore”. I have not seen many shelters at the top of a pass. Painted bright red and white it must be easy to see in fog.

We all started the long descent together but quickly spread. Snow still covers a lot of the pass.

The trail goes the length of lake Devero before reaching Crampionlo. The village has been renovated, renewing the stone_roofed buildings.

Alpe Devero is the end of today’s walk. It is larger and more spread out, with many beautiful stone buildings.

John

Grande Traversata Delle Alpi, GTA

Day 1

I had a late start from Cruina.

Leaving Geneva at 35° I was surprised by how much snow there is on the passes. Finding your way is harder, and slower.

We had hiked the Griespass a few years ago and were surprised by the aeolian. Now there are 4.

Just beyond the pass is a tiny chapel / shelter. In the early 50’s 9 scouts went hiking in perfect weather; 6 came back.

As adults, those 6 built the chapel in memory of their friends. Now it is well maintained.

I had expected to make it to the next refuge, but was behind schedule. Alpe Nefelgiù was a welcome sight. A stone hut with an elevated wooden platform to sleep on, shelter from the weather; luxury can take on different meanings.

I slept well.

Le Marche

Our two weeks housesit in San Ginesio in Le Marche has come to an end.
We went on many shortish walks in the area, with and without Maggie and Monty, the two great Rhodesian ridgebacks we were happy to look after again. Here are some impressions:

Notre housesit de deux semaines à San Ginesio, Le Marche est arrivé à sa fin.

Nous avons fait de nombreuses courtes balades avec ou sans Maggie et Monty, les deux Rhodesian ridgebacks que nous avons eu beaucoup de plaisir à retrouver. Voici quelques impressions:

To Monte Priora

The sun was back for our last hike in the national park of Monti Sibillini.
We walked up to Monte Priora in the company of Colin, one of the last peaks in the area he had not climbed yet.
The views were fabulous and stretched all the way to the Gran Sasso national park in Abruzzo. A wonderful end to our stay.

Le soleil était de retour pour notre dernière randonnée dans le parc national des monts Sibillini.
Nous sommes montés au Monte Priora en compagnie de Colin. Cette montagne était l’une des dernières de la région manquant encore à son tableau de chasse.
Au sommet, les vues étaient superbes et nous pouvions voir les montagnes du parc national du Gran Sasso dans les Abruzzes.
Une belle façon de finir notre séjour.

 

A couple of panoramas, thanks to Colin

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… and we were lucky, the snow has arrived now

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… et nous avons eu de la chance, la neige est tombée depuis

Monte Sibilla

We hiked to the top of Monte Sibilla, which gives its name to the mountain range and the Monti Sibillini national park – a beautiful hike.

Monte Sibilla has exercised a fascination on the imagination of people sensitive to the appeal of the legend that made of that peak the magical residence of an ancient oracle, called Sibilla, just like the prophets of the classical age. It has been the object of travels and explorations, since the fifteenth century, by distinguished scholars, unscrupulous adventurers and well-known scholars.

In fact, near the top of the mountain, there is a cave: the entry point to the unknown depths of the mountain, where the Sibyl would live in a beautiful underground palace, surrounded by precious treasures and bridesmaids with enchanting beauty.

Now, the entrance to the cave has collapsed and appears inaccessible due to the numerous attempts made in the 20th century to force its entrance using powerful explosives. But the magic is still intact because in 2000 some researchers carried out geognostic surveys on the summit of the mountain and found cavities.
The legend lives on.

Nous avons marché jusqu’au sommet du mont Sibilla, qui a donné son nom à la chaîne de montagnes et au parc national des monts Sibillini – une belle randonnée.

Monte Sibilla a exercé une fascination sur l’imagination des personnes sensibles à l’attrait de la légende qui a fait de ce sommet la résidence magique d’un ancien oracle appelé Sibilla, à l’instar des prophètes de l’époque classique. Il a fait l’objet de voyages et d’explorations, depuis le XVe siècle, d’éminents savants, d’aventuriers sans scrupules et d’érudits réputés.

En fait, près du sommet de la montagne, il y a une grotte: le point d’entrée de profondeurs inconnues de la montagne, où la Sibylle vivrait dans un magnifique palais souterrain, entouré de trésors précieux et de demoiselles d’honneur d’une beauté enchanteresse.

Maintenant, l’entrée de la grotte s’est effondrée et semble inaccessible en raison des nombreuses tentatives faites au 20ème siècle pour forcer son entrée à l’aide d’explosifs puissants. Mais la magie est toujours intacte car en 2000, des chercheurs ont effectué des relevés géognostiques sur le sommet de la montagne et découvert des cavités.
La légende continue.

Trieste

After 48 hours in Venice, we spent a little under two days in the delightful city of Trieste.
The grand official buildings, large avenues and general architecture testify to its long central European history.
Many writers (James Joyce lived here for ten years, Italo Svevo was born here) and philosophers enjoyed its café culture. To this day, Triestinos are by far the biggest coffee drinkers in Italy.
We’ll be back.


Après 48 heures à Venise, nous avons passé un peu moins de deux jours dans la délicieuse ville de Trieste.
La grandeur de ses bâtiments, ses larges avenues et son architecture témoignent de son passé centre-européen.
De nombreux écrivains (James Joyce y a vécu dix ans, Italo Svevo y est né) et philosophes ont profité de ses cafés. Aujourd’hui encore, les Triestins sont, de loin, les plus gros consommateurs de café en Italie.
Nous y reviendrons.