Retracing Wandering Italia: from Rocca Calascio to Campo Imperatore
After the unforgettable sunrise enjoyed alone among the ruins of Rocca Calascio, all that remains is to set out for a stage that will be highly demanding but absolutely wonderful.
Only the birds chirping accompanies me for the first few kilometres to Santo Stefano di Sessanio where meeting some people, I return to civilisation for a moment.
Then the journey returns to be solitary, intimate, mine through the valleys of the small Italian Tibet: the immense Piano Delle Locce, some smaller and hidden basins, the first real mountain to climb, the beautiful and flowery plain of Lake Passaneta until I get to look out over Campo Imperatore.
From there, I decide to “cut” climbing Mount Scindarella to cross the hill on the opposite side: a challenging, demanding, alpine climb that puts me to the test. Yet today, I always have the comfort of marvellous landscapes and of always seeing the whole journey made, such as Rocca Calascio, increasingly distant.
I climb with difficulty but I climb anyway.
And, at the top, the show at the foot of His Majesty the Gran Sasso, repays all my efforts…
In 2018 I embarked on a journey, on foot and alone, from the National Park of Abruzzo, Lazio and Molise towards Trieste, going up the Apennines and facing the Alps.