East of Constantinople, West of Shanghai

The call of (micro)adventure

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And so we did it. We left early this morning and walked all the way to the next village, that’s called Incisa Scapaccino.
We avoided the main road and followed a narrow road that snakes along the Belbo river, climbing up and down the hills and entering into deep thickets of wild trees.

This was just an experiment – a short hike, a stop for breakfast, more walking, a short foraging run at the local supermarket, and then back, once again walking along back-roads and paths through the fields and vineyards. Our equipment consisted only in a 10L backpack and a bottle of cold natural water, that we later supplemented with the ingredients needed for a few sandwiches.

We had some minor problems as we came back, because we found not a single suitable spot for a stop and a bite – our plan was to stop at noon and have lunch out of our backpacks, but simply it was not possible: unless you want to sit on the ground, there’s no benches, fallen logs, rocks or dry walls.

So we came back.
Now, I’m planning a second go, following the route we already followed, but this time going by night. On a full moon autumn night we’ll probably meet foxes, owls and boars, and the ubiquitous feral cats.

I’ll be sure to take a better camera along.

Author: Davide Mana

Paleontologist. By day, researcher, teacher and ecological statistics guru. By night, pulp fantasy author-publisher, translator and blogger. In the spare time, Orientalist Anonymous, guerilla cook.

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