Italy - Day 12: Rifugio Bianchet to [some random road between Belluno and A(something)]

The last morning

Today is a short one. Not the usual 24 hours.

Limited views

Just a gentle trek down the valley to a bus stop. Then a bus to Belluno or that's the plan, we have no experience of buses here. The valley didn't disappoint  however. It was a wooded gorge with steeped often cliffed sides, rising to unseen tops. Sound almost poetic now.

The path, a road, unpaved but a road. So not too difficult to follow. And of course there were the people. Not.

None of them - not a single human being. Not a single alien either, I hasten to add.

It was empty. 

Anyone walking this stretch would be a couple of hours behind us. The rifugio we had stayed in was empty save us a a group of young Germans who had left long before we finished breakfast, going up.

Ellie is suffering from the pollen of yesterday the worst one by far. Luckily the path / road is easyish.

Hard to get lost

The river cascaded down beside us all the way.

Martin's rule:

"when the road runs next to the river you are nearly finished, "

was holding true. The river was absolutely unfotographable. A bit too far away and deep in the self made canyon. Too dark and gloomy for our phones.

Towering cliffs

Despite or maybe because of Martin's rule the road seemed to go on forever. The occasional detours away from the road usually not worth the effort. So we picked and carefully chose; a longer road stretch compared to a very steep track in the forest.Roads are great.

Narrow

We have been walking for days under cliffs where very big chunks of rock, if not the cliffs themselves, were falling all of the time. But today there was a warning sign. Maybe we did the walk the wrong way around.

Walk quick - don't stop

Despite the warning of immanent death from gravity we survived and finally made it to the bus stop. The bus was on time - we were early - so we sunned ourselves by the road. Breathing in the fumes of the traffic to get us re-accustomed to everyday life.

We're off to Belluno - the capital of the Dolomites, well one of them, Cortina (of car fame) is often referred to as the capital. We'll look at both an let you know.