Pisciadu Cascade |
September 13, 2014
On the Monte Piana hike, I left a pair of prescription glasses on the trail, committing the cardinal error of putting them down instead of into a pocket. Earlier, on the first bus ride, I left my backpack on the bus, realizing my error just in time to flag down the driver before the bus departed.
Subsequently, I tried to lose my walking stick and two different shirts, and I already have mentioned the broken mouse. On the other side, Dave left a walking stick on a bus; but I caught that one. Later on, he thought that he had lost a credit card; but it had merely been misplaced.
Feeling that a day of lesser activity is in order for myself, Dave takes off on a venture of his own. I plan eventually to take a little stroll starting from the center of town; but it doesn't quite work out that way.
Following a little guidebook gets me onto the trail all right, but it quickly becomes a nightmare.
A horrid route and several inches of mud
Getting out of there as quickly as I am able, I learn that that area is under construction and that a detour is available that parallels the highway.
They take bicycles seriously around here
After walking more than two miles and climbing some 800 feet, I finally hear some water running; I must be close.
The town of Colvosco is just across the way
They take their bike trails seriously here
Backyard sculpture near my B&B
§: Take this walk only if you are relatively tired or have nothing better
to do. Fortunately, in the Dolomites there always is something better to do.
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Solitude |
Dave's friends Linda and Peter are still around, so we go out to
dinner together again. This time I share in my first-ever Italian pizza,
which is quite tasty. Pretty much all the pizzas around here are comprised of a
very thin crust and just a couple of ingredients, not including olives. I have
yet to see an olive in Italy, and I definitely want them on my pizzas.