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 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 (not pictured) is the official start of the walk, and 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
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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