Saturday
15 July (Diarist: Dave)
Woken
by the resonating chimes of Martin W's alarm tower, against which the
synchronised peep of my alarm seems puny.
Lots
of repacking. John runs a bath for Laurie, but draws a line at scrubbing his
back. Maps purchased at 5,000 lire. Good and varied serve yourself breakfast.
Final
packing, then we set off at around 9 am. Laurie with his familiar grip not yet attached
to his rucksack, but carried in his hand - makes it look very natural.
Cross
river and lose Laurie. Martin W stays behind and the rest of us plod on.
We
are aiming for the Seilbahn that will get us up the hillside. Dave gets a 1½ litre
container of apple juice. MB looks for container to prevent his butter running
over everything. John doesn't like the roads and traffic. Laurie looks for
camera battery. The rest of us are given directions to the Seilbahn - we need
to get to San Andrea. This involves 500+ metres of ascent - very
hot and sweaty.
Fortunately
the cable cars are running and we rapidly climb from 1040 to 2040 metres, where
we have an extended stop for food.
It's
much cooler up here. Then it's a 400 metre slog up to Plose-Hutte.
Plose-Hutte (below) is the
official start of the walk. [The hut is now named Rifugio Citta di Bressanone.]
Our book was stamped thus:
At
this point Laurie is struggling. Dave, Martin B and John go on ahead. Martin W
and Laurie follow after a drink at the hut. Down route 6 to Sporthotel and along
a road. gently rising. Many people. Gruss gott seems to be the favourite
opening line, as in Austria
Eventually
go down a path through forest and find stream and campsite as per the Cicerone
guide - 'possible wild camping'.
Here's our route - 14 km, with 550 metres of sweaty ascent.
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