Even leaving Bologna had its difficulties, with time being wasted walking in circles at one point until I found this - the first sign. All up hill from here!
Casa Claudia. We had dinner sitting outside in the soft warmth of evening.
Sylvano dropped me at the start of the Flaminia Minor, an old Roman road, which naturally goes straight up! Near the top of the first hill this rock was a perfect place to catch my breath.
This was the view I had as I left Sylvanos car - the path, first descending, and then snaking its way uphill along the ridge top.
On my first day away from the city, I must admit there were a couple of times where I wondered if I was on the right path!
especially on this stretch! Where is it!!!
Sometimes there were special little rest stops though, making for a pleasant interlude.
It was at the church tower that I missed the turn,
and this is the steep path I took (looking back up the hill) - the tower is in the distance.
Looking across at the house where I should have been in the distance. This gives you an idea of the sort of management issues to be dealt with in terms of road works.
At the end of this day I was headed for this village, San Martino in Pedriolo. I stayed at a refuge next to the church, the red building in the distance.
The accommodation was basically half of the first floor of the building next to the church. It had a lounge room, kitchen, two bedrooms sleeping about 6 - 8 in each and a roomy bathroom and laundry. I had the place to myself.
The building might be falling down, but the vegetable garden is well tended.
I quite often use guard rails to have a seat and a short rest, but not this one. That middle post is not attached to anything, and the ones out of sight have a distinct lean.
These land formations are fascinating. I have to school myself to restrict the photos passing them!
I thought the first formations were fascinating until I went around the corner and down the hill and saw the size of them, and this is only a part of it! On the top of the hill you can see the church tower which remains standing, though the rest of the building collapsed. This kind of country makes for long distances walking too. I actually walked past the tower, then the path came around to the left of the picture along the ridge, at times no more than a large car width wide, and then swung around the base of these "hills".
One has to wonder how long before that house will remain there.