Today was a rest day – It also coincided with a rainy day so we were glad we didn’t hike.
We checked in for dinner that night (we wouldn’t be caught out again – no sir)
We spent the day eating and rehydrating. We were really depleted in both so it felt good to refuel. The menu in the refuge was pretty confusing, or rather, the menu may have been clear, maybe my French was not sufficient to gain the answers I needed from the guardian. In any case, we had missed breakfast (of course, they were full) so we bought a couple of tins of ravioli (yes you heard me) and we inhaled that for breakfast. You should try it – it was pretty tasty.
Lunch was a complete shock – whilst playing cards in the refuge, sitting by a roaring fire, one of the staff started to clean a grill above the fire. Interesting we thought…
One hour later, we saw plates of steak frites being carried to an outside table… with our mouths open and with noticeable drool I asked “Monsieur, C’est possible?”
So lunch was steak frites. It was gone in a matter of minutes.
That night we shared a table with a Brit and 2 Americans who were experienced hikers who reiterated the technical aspects of the Northern section. It was nice to chat with them and to share stories of hikes and refuges.
S- 2.5- Uncomfortable climb – very challenging physically
Around 10pm that night T came down with food poisoning and had a dreadful night (see previous note on toilet situ). I wondered if we would have a rest day rather than continue.
T decided that he was able to push though to the next refuge which was supposed to be better. We started with an ascent which followed with a ridge section with multiple false summits. It was a brutal climb and I honestly don’t know how T managed it. With relentless multiple peaks and scrambling/ mountaineering not fun/ exhausting. This is not Marin County hiking as we know it, this is mountaineering -lite.
We started discussing the idea of finishing at Vizzavona as it was becoming apparent that the Northern section of the hike was a lot more technical that the Southern section. We planned to map out the Northern stages looking at exit options, low routes and possibilities. No plans would be made right away. I wanted to keep an open mind.
We descended a technical ridge and passed through Refuge Di Prati where we refilled on water and continued to hike towards Bocca Di Verdi where we would stay for the night (and take a rest day).
We checked into the refuge and tried to book for dinner. They were full and had no space. I think I stood and stared at him for a few minutes in disbelief. I may have even tilted my head like a dog waiting for a different answer..At that moment our Brit/German friends arrived and offered up some of their dinner for us (their had brought their own food). We gratefully accepted.
The camp was ‘ok’ with showers and proper toilets with a flush (how modern).
We grabbed some wine from the refuge and ate dinner with our friends before heading to the tent.
I started with upset stomach (I blame the lentils from the previous night – healthy food – bah!) The day started hot with a slight breeze becoming stronger on ridge. The immediate ascent was manageable hidden by trees. It looked like a gentle start, with forest and shade but this was to change….
Ascending to the ridge and the ridge walk itself was intense and very technical with lots of scrambling up and down. Every time we looked for the next refuge, it seemed to be further away… not very motivating.
But generally, and I say ‘generally’, the scrambling was fun but exhausting mentally. Having to be so focused on where you are placing your feet so you don’t roll an ankle is exhausting.
The refuge was pretty rough with a steepish slopes with limited flat spaces to pitch a tent. Those with their own tents were placed at the bottom of the hill with a steep ramble up to get water and food: MEH.
There was a squat toilet close to us with no light, lock or proper door… interesting.
We booked our dinner (pasta with mushrooms and carrots) and struggled to eat it (due to fatigue (us, not the pasta)
We finally got better rest – not a solid 8 but more than a feeble 3.
The day started with some parts cloud but a good breeze which made it easy to tackle the day. There is an option to combine stages 13 and 14 but we decided to do each stage in a day so that we had shorter days with more afternoon rest. I also wanted to have 1 day where I didn’t feel defeated (which was the case after the first 2 days)
We had a heavy uphill climb steep with scrambling on rocks and slabs – 500mtr climb in 1.5km – Y.I.K.E.S.
We had a brief rest at top and then long steep then quickly gradual descent into pastureland which was very easy to pick up pace.
Overall it was a good day and ending it at the Refuge embracing a ‘win’ was a good feeling.
The Refuge was almost empty and really nice. Hot showers, deckchairs and a small babbling brook nearby where we did some Yoga #californiacliche
We met up with some other hikers, a Brit and German who were doing the same route as us. We compared notes and shared wine.