My walk with Bessie.
Yesterday was a despicable day, grey from end to end a damp and cold, with a mixture of snow and sleet. Mud everywhere. which the cats trailed through the house all day. In fact nobody about at all, so a shopkeeper told me this morning as I went to buy a panino and a can of coke (our lunch) for a walk up the Gola d'Infernaccio (the Throat of Hell) with Bessiedog.
Like an idiot, I though I could drive up the final two K, but I got as far as two metres before I realised it was a nogo (what was I thinking?). So we hiked it and as we got nearer to the gorge below, the snow got deeper and I could see even a 4X4 wouldn't have managed it.
And what a difference a day makes! Today is gorgeous and so it is.
And here's a pic of Bess along the track. You can't see it, but she's picking up deer spore; there was a time when she would've been off at the slightest scent but today she's more intent in getting her half of the panino, i.e the bit with the prosciuto.
















And here it is on a vidclip