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I tell you a day immersed in the woods full of snow. A day of snowshoes and laughter, sun and breathtaking views like this.
A DAY IN SNOWSHOES IN THE NORTHEAST OF ITALY || FROM CLEULIS TO CASERA TIERZ
Sunday me, my boyfriend Simon and our adventure dog Giorgi (all the story of our rescue dog here ) , with some friends, decided to have a trek with snowshoes in a new place at one hour from where we live.
After a very big breakfast, we left the bar and start driving to Cleulins a very small village in the middle of the mountains full of snow everywhere and treks to do.
Entering the village we initially took the wrong road and our van stuck between the cheese shop and the church: D . After took the right way on the right of the hill and pass several farms we park at the first bend because after the road is completely frozen.
Getting out of the car the first thing you can notice is the giant Zoufplan mountain that dominates the view and all around there is the beautiful Bosco Bandito with its beeches, which we then discover to be among the most impressive and ancient of the entire region.
Packed lunch ready, water and hot tea as well, custom cups for each of us are there, here we are.
We go walking for 4 road bends up to take the path to Malga Lavareit of 1 hour and 35 minutes. Our friend Manuel bring a snow sled with him for the descent.. no need to say how much we enjoyed the downhill and if you follow my instagram page you the stories were hilarious ( @theitaliansmoothie ). But let’s keep talking about the ascent.
A fantastic day, there is not a cloud in the sky indeed, it is also hot to be February. We remove jackets and slip snowshoes. The snow is soft under our feet and the climb is not particularly steep allows you to fully enjoy the view along the thunders that follow each other uphill. After less than an hour of path we meet a local elder. Dog in the backpack, snowshoes and sticks stops us and asks to take a picture of him. Among selfies and chats, he advise us not to go to the Lavareit casera for avalanche risk. Given the many avalanches of recent times and above all “always follow the advice of the locals”, we turn around and take the path to Casera Tierz. Uphill. Very UP. A lot of climb. Damn.
TREKKING AND OUTDOOR IN THE NORTHEAST OF ITALY – OUTDOOR ITALIAN BLOGGER
And here it is, at an altitude of 1523 meters, after climbing the hill overlooking the casera and being back down from the opposite side, finally the long-awaited Casera Tierz. Completely submerged by the snow and in the middle of a breathtaking panorama of our Carnic Alps. The barn has virtually disappeared, you can not even see the doors. Around the main building the highest part of the fence is flush with the snow but at least we can sit down in the dry and rest a little the legs..
Simone and I take out our thermos for food with pasta with pesto (which also Giorgi has much appreciated), a veg sandwich and hot rum tea. The others are not far behind, vegetable sandwich, cottage cheese and turmeric. Ham and cheese. Giant sandwich for everybody because you know the mountains it makes you hungry.
A little further on, turning around the casera there is a lookout point with one of the most beautiful views I have had in this long winter. A fantastic light was projected on mountains full of snow. A blue sky that made the snow shine and reflect throughout the valley. An extraordinary, completely unexpected show discovered only thanks to the advice of that passing man. The randomness what an incredible thing.
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At Christmas we gave to our mountain friends a personalized hiking mug. This was the first opportunity we had to make a cheers with them. The hot tea with rum and a lot of fun. We toast to other Sundays like this.
Relaxation with a view is over. It’s time to get down to the valley and so it’s also time for the sled.
Luca a little uncertain try to leave but says that the snow is too fresh. There is an entire hill available … do not you want to slip? I left backpack, camera and the little “brain” that remains to me and I throw down the hill with the snowshoes still at my feet that act as a brake. I turn round in a circle, twice, but now the fun has started. In turn we descend, slide, snowshoe and roll in the snow. We cut in the woods between one path and the other to wallow in the snow, fall and not hurt. We laugh at breakthrough to the car where we just have to change and take off the wet clothes.
It is 4.30 pm is the aperitif time (but this is another story).
Time: 3 hours
Trail: CAI 155
Clothes: Winter clothes, snow pants, gloves, snowshoes, stick and food.
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