I was not attracted to the idea of hiking up to that same place in the mountains I’d already been to twice this year, but in my friend’s mind this was no negotiable matter. It had to be Lago Barbellino, ...
... at the hostel. One seems to have had an outdoor experience, because he’s spread all his trappings in front of his berth and these include muddy walking boots and hiking maps as well as lots of other tools, ...
... the stream! We were both split up with laughter thinking of how she could continue hiking in these conditions. Luckily Andrea had a pair of walking sandals, so he could give up his boots to Paola, while ...
Last Sunday I climbed up to Rifugio Coca. My hiking companions were busy with other things over the weekend, but I was undeterred and set out by myself. I had even thought of leaving on Saturday and sleeping ...
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Val di Mello is the place where we headed for our Easter Monday trip. We were a large group of about a dozen people, most of whom didn’t feel particularly prone to hiking, so they spread their rugs on ...
For the third consecutive Sunday we’ve gone hiking in the mountains in a weather that’s got better and better. This time it was cloudless, if not perfectly clear, and I’m very glad it wasn’t, because ...
Listening to the delightfully raucous pipe of the flute acting as main voice in the devotional tune, accompanied by other stringed instruments like the sarod, the sitar and the santoor, I drift in the ...
... Here I have to start hitch-hiking again, as there are no buses to Khraiba. I actually don’t know if I’m going to find a hotel at all, because my guidebook doesn’t mention one, contrary to people who assure ...
... because there is no direct line to cross, and moreover one stretch is not covered by any public service, so I will resort to hitch-hiking.
Meanwhile I leave the taxis, go to the dolmus with that guy ...
... journey back to Van because the bus won't fill up with passengers. Practically all those who disembark have their own car parked there and leave on their own. After some waiting, I decide to try hitchhiking, ...
... the village, from where the view on the old town and the fortress allows me to grasp the actual size of the place.
On the way back to the hotel after the fall of night I come across those two hitch-hiking ...
... but we made it across, with no great damage barring wet trousers.
We resumed hiking, but before long there we were again: the trail ended in briars and began on the other shore again. This time I ...