It’s been exactly two weeks since I last posted, but I have an excellent explanation: I was in the mountains. Not just any mountains, mind you, but the Italian Alps. More specifically, the UNESCO World Heritage Site known as the Dolomites.
Our week away from civilisation began at Cortina d’Ampezzo (presumably, because I’m reading this information off Viktor’s itinerary again and can’t actually confirm whether this is exactly where I ended up). Though the forecast showed thunderstorms for several days, we only got caught under the rain on this first day (on the remaining days, we timed our escape to the aptly-named rifugios extremely well).
We were following the Alta Via 1, which runs approximately 125 km from Pragser Wildsee to Belluno. If I’m not mistaken (or, rather, if my Samsung Health app is not mistaken), we did something like 100 km over six days, with ascents ranging from just under 500 m to over 1300 m and descents ranging from just 16 m to over 1600 m.
The biggest challenge came on Day 5, when we headed from Rifugio Passo Duran to Rifugio Bianchet via Rifugio Pian de Fontana (yes, we trekked from rifugio to rifugio in search of bolognese and ricotta cakes, what of it?). Not only did the track itself stretch out to almost 23 km, but we also tackled a 1099 m ascent versus a 1031 m descent.
After a wonderful few days, the final walk downhill was disheartening. With each step, we could feel the end draw nearer. Soon, we were saying our goodbyes and jetting off to far away places. Still, the experience will stay with me and bring me comfort in the long, countless, mountainless hours to come.