Muggia to Val Rosandra

Just to make sure that we go the the whole way to wherever it is we are ultimately going it was necessary to ceremonially dip a toe in the sea.

The Via Alpina site says that the route starts in the main square of Muggia and climbs to the castle and continues from there. The map seemed to suggest this was the wrong direction, but we went to the castle to see if things made sense once we were there. They didn’t so we returned to the centre of the town and started again.

That wasn’t the only error on the published information: it said that our day should have 136 m of ascent, but according to my gps it was nearer 1000m (a Scafell Pike as we call it).

Muggia is south of Trieste so most the day involved walking in a large arc around he city, taking the line of most resistance over hills and though a lot of forest, with some very fragrant sections through vineyards and olive groves.

At one stage there was a sign describing the local wildlife: deer, foxes, snakes, lynx, and apparently at least one bear.

Could this be where the bear lives?

Because we were mainly in trees, mostly we couldn’t see that far, but occasionally we would get a view of Trieste.

Shortly after taking this photo there was a moment of great controversy. It was discovered that Judith’s pack was heavier than mine. This was very quickly corrected!

In the picture above you can see where Muggia is on the far peninsula. It felt that we had come quite a long way and we thought we had nearly finished. We finished our water (although cloudy the weather was warm and quite humid) and set off for the final little bit, which went up much further than expected and was steep and loose. And then back down again…

I could see from the map that the trees were going to stop for a while and I had imagined open pasture and gentle slopes. This turned out not to be the case…

We made it down to the little B and B we are staying in. It doesn’t do evening meals, but there is an Italian Alpine Club Rifugio ( by some way the one with the lowest altitude) round the corner and they will give us some supper.

One distressing thing today has been the amount of rubbish on the route. Strange piles of old clothes and bags and blankets. We don’t know for certain, but it seems to us quite likely that this route isn’t just used for leisure, but also by refugees trying to travel away from roads and away from sight. A badly broken shoe just before a long section of scree was sobering.

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