Ascent – 151. Distance – 25.1km (felt like double!)
I vaguely hear a bell way down in the valley calling people to mass. It’s 10:30 and I’ve already climbed Monte Galero which I think is my highest peak yet at 1708m. The track quickly gave way to a brutally steep incline for the next 3 hours. I’m back in the mist and a little disappointed to miss what I know must be a magnificent view.
Image – proof I was there, despite no view – again!
But this is not the day to hang about on a summit so I descend immediately to a mote accommodating climate!
The morning assault has Left me bereft of energy. Muscles burn and become stubborn. I stop frequently. Eventually, after coaxing with dubious amounts of sugared treats, they react once more. Good job too as not even half way through the day!
The next few hours are glorious. This is “home turf” and it never disappoints. Even the sun makes an entrance. I love this ridge.
Obviously I have to get some rain / which duly arrives as I watch it dump on Pieve before heading my way. I look across the valley at what is to come. The biggest hill in Liguria – Monte Sacarello. Some big days to come, though a bail needed tomorrow pm for a day as big storm heading our way for Tuesday.
Eventually to Nava for delicious pizza with Mog, Zed, j&j before pitching tent by fort. Lots of height today. Was tough but…