After having enjoyed a talk, about the artwork on the frontispieces of 16th Century books produced in this valley, last night we awoke later than usual this morning. These talks are organised by the friends of Valley Sabbia and are usually well attended. The next talk is to be about Christmas traditions here, the songs, tunes and the Alpine Star.
When we finally managed to get going this morning it was obvious that the day would be another sunny one. The IKEA furniture is assembled but is still empty and forlorn in the pantry. The agonising choice facing us today was to sort out the kitchen and pantry or go out in the sun for a walk.
Last month we went up to Brione, a beautiful hillside village in Trentino, for a walk. The weather was misty that day and the views were a bit restricted so, as it is a walk of just 4 miles or so it seemed ideal for today so that we could see what we had missed before.
The road to Brione is narrow in places and has a few blind corners so I was grateful to tuck in behind another car going up so that, in the event of a lunatic coming in the opposite direction, the other car would bear the brunt of things.
The stroll starts in the car park built on the roof of the football club changing rooms. The football pitch overlooks a steep drop so has high sided fences in order to save the expense of renewing balls frequently and to avoid complaints from the people living at the bottom of the cliff.
The road to the path was blocked today by some roadworks, as was an alternative. When I say roadworks this is an exaggeration as the roads are very narrow and easily blocked by a mini digger. In order to get through to the path we went through someone’s yard where they were receiving a load of wood. Janet was beside herself with delight and took loads of woody photos. When we saw the bloke later he told us that he had worked in London for a few years but Brione was more tranquil.
The snow on the hill we see from home looked fabulous in the sunshine. Although we were mightily glad of warm clothes when we got to a shady section.
Lots of the mountain houses have corrugated iron sheets on the roof in order to allow the snow to slide off. Tiles and gutters would not be able to cope with the weight of snow which falls in winter.
The tree in the next photo was sitting nicely on a rock.
Back at Brione we encountered the taped off streets again. This place is another hidden gem, with narrow streets, low arches and ancient buildings. We enjoyed wandering through these streets in order to find the car again.