Imagine waking in the beautiful Appennini Mountains 956M up in the lovely Refugio Antonio Devoto at the Passo Del Bocco. Sunshine streaming through the windows as you open the shutters, to the view of the Valley below.
Today we are walking from Faggio Dei Tre Comuni to Maggiorasca, hitting 10 summits along the way, but of course, we start with delicious coffee and a bit of planning. Armed with the map and excitement to what the day entails, we set off through Forest trails on the 871
The start of the forest trail is dense with ancient woodland making it fairytale like as we make our way through. Trying to stick to the path of the 871 and I am reminded of my one rule - always have your compass! On this occasion, I did not, so after losing the path, we made for the largest landmark we could see, Monte Trevine at 1651M was towering to the East of us. Scrambling up revines and rocky outcrops in the forest, this steep incline did not dissappoint for thrill and the feeling of adventure. Going off trail can be incredibly rewarding and this was no exception. Coming out at the summit, the trees parting, the rocks forming the perfect platform, and the view, just incredible.
Parts of this trail are listed as MTB and everything is marked with colours to show the different routes and what you can use them for. But so far we haven't met a single other person, by foot, bike or horse. It is complete bliss.
Following the walking trail we find ourselves coming to a rocky summit, it's time to get our scramble on and break the treeline. The most perfect face, comes out to the left side of this, easy handholds and a fun traverse for another incredible view. Looking back to the summits we left and forward to the ones left to hit.
From now on we travel alongside the road towards Monte Maggiorasca with peaks either side that we branch off to climb. Each time picking our way through a non marked and often unwalked path, always with a scramble, always a little lost, and always in awe at each summit. These are small steep diversions from our main route and still not another soul in sight. There's something thrilling, being on your own in the wilderness, having the land to yourself with only the birdsong to break the silence, although of course we are 2 and women, so we talk and laugh, a lot.
Looking back to see how far we've come, it is wild uninhabited perfect land for miles, but there is still more to achieve today so onwards and upwards we go!
Monte Chiodo and the double peak at Monte Curia tackled we head towards Monte Maggiorasca to meet up with No Boundaries and head off for some Via Ferrata. From Passo del Tomarlo we take another track through forest, this time the 831, clearly marked and a well used trail. And our first people! "Ciao Ciao Ciao" as we walk on heading towards the highest peak of the day at 1799M this plateaued peak is visible from miles around, I always feel a rush at altitude and this is the perfect way to get there.
The main trails in Italy are marked with colours and numbers and very easy to follow, the 831 being no exception and here many paths interlink and cross each other for different destinations, but it is still easy to find our way - the yellow trail.
All day the weather has been glorious, the sun warming our backs and dappling the trees with light but as we near the summit we feel the first droplets of rain, and the skies darken. A quick call from the No Boundaries team climbing above us confirms, a storm is iminent and it's time to get off the mountain and out of the trees. As much as we would have loved to bagged that last peak there is safety to consider and so we hot foot it back down to the transport, ready to whisk us away for a well deserved and delicious ice cream.
This trail has been amazing today, I can thouroughly recommend it for any intrepid explorer, some trail, some off trail and some scramble, what more could you want from a day hiking in the wilds of the Italian Mountains! And now it is back to work for both Rachael and me, so thanks you No Boundaries and until next time Ciao! This has been amazing.