18km Down into the valley of the Taro and back up out again. down 508m up 430m.
A good night inspite of the thunderstorm raging overhead. There’s a lovely rocking horse that we Betsy has to restrain herself from riding and bizarrely an Italian constitution on the bedside table. One cat looks a bit wet in the morning. We get a good breakfast from the farmer’s wife whose barn acts as a wind tunnel and had our clothes dry in no time. She urges us to stay on the road and avoid the path by the stream as it will be over its banks. It is still raining when we set off and this continues to a greater or lesser extent all day.
We pass a garage selling Jeeps, a popular make including one with high exhausts and air intake, which may be indicative of the countryside around here. The model on sale is called a Rubicon. Ray says it can’t have a GPS system as the position of the Rubicon is unknown today.
Unsure of feeding arrangements in Sivizzano on a Sunday we shop in the supermarket at the end of the bridge in Fornovo de Taro. In fact there is a good bar that would have been happy to cook is a meal.
We are 8 in the ostello tonight us pluse two Aussies a Dutchman and an American with a trolley.
Tomorrow is a big ascent but only 15km. There is no phone signal or WiFi in the valley so this post will be late. Found WiFi in the bar!