Thursday 3rd September: Cool morning, warm cloudy day, blue skies then misty rain: 12°C to 24ºC.
Santa Croce: 15K: 10.00am to 5.30pm: Lazy day walking to Chiavenna
Highlight of the day was just being in the Cal Bragaglia, a beautiful narrow valley in the north of Italy that connects to St Morritz in Switzerland and seeing the change in building styles between the Swiss and Italians. You could say the houses in Italy are less neat, higgledy piggledy but have a lot of character.
The morning started late. It's 8am before we are all awake in this quiet village of Santa Croce. There's no high mountain passes today, just a casual walk down the valley to Chiavenna, a larger village at the head of three valleys to Splugen, St Morritz and Lake Como. We pack a picnic lunch and head out down the valley along the track labelled Val Bregaglia. It's a very narrow valley with a busy road from St Morritz through the centre and a walking/cycling track weaving back and forwards.
Graham and Jenny have been here before with their friends Mark and Susan who own and renovated the house where we're staying, so Graham knows the way. (he he). We get half way down the valley and Graham suggests we walk up to the forrest walk where he had walked last year to Chiavenna. We walk up and up, across private property, until an old Italian woman shoos us out. Up and up again through long thorny bushes until we stumble into a large stone wall which we climb and start to walk along down to the road. One hundred metres down the top of this wall, playing follow the leader behind Graham, and the wall is getting taller and further from the ground until we get to a barbed wire gate across the top and can't go any further. We're 4 metres atop the wall at this point and need to abseil down the wall to the bottom, which is not easy and Jenny get's stuck mid wall. One by one we all toe it down . From here on, the majority decision is to go back down the road - enough adventure for the day.
One hour later, it's time for a coffee break outside the municipal building (council chambers) in the car park. It's then an easy walk down the road into the narrow streets of Chiavenna to find every shop in town is closed between 12 and 3pm. There's time to climb up to the Marmitte dei Gigante, a huge rock behind the village with seats to enjoy the view. After a leisurely picnic lunch of bread and cheese, we climb down to the village station to visit the tourist office to find train times down to Lake Como, the vodaphone shop to by a sim card for the router in a Santa Croce house, and the local supermarket to buy supplies for tonight - mostly cheese and beers.
On the walk back, Jenny leads the way to avoid any Graham short cuts, and after an hour's brisk walk, we're back in Santa Croce, buying a few more bits from the local shop which is really the basement of an old Italian woman's house, then up to our place for beer and cheese just before the storm hits.
Dinner is ham steaks, tomato, onion and capsicum washed down with a cleanskin local red wine, and some Lindt Chocolate. The next 2 hours are spent trying to connect to the internet, which Ian finally sorts out, and we're all off to bed, ready for a day on Lake Como.