A trip up to Italy – PfitscherjochHaus.
The weather reverted to rain and low cloud so an easy walk up to Italy was the obvious choice for today. We passed some fine waterfalls up the valley and before we knew it we were at the old border post. A little further the Italian hut appeared out of the mist. There was a warm welcome in the modern hut. We settled in for lunch – pasta and good coffee. A large group of cyclists arrived from somewhere to stay the night. The hut has a chequered history, it was blown up by the Italian army in 1966 due to border disputes, rebuilt in 1980 and has continued to provide mountain accommodation.
We stole away and retraced our steps down the valley in the mist.
Back at Dominikushûtte supper was interesting – can’t remember the food. A man in soaking camouflage kit burst in from the dark carrying a baby kangaroo style, his wife followed. They turned out to be Russian and doing a similar trip to us! The baby must be hard as nails. An unfortunate retarded chap [sorry for any unpolitical phrasing] was having supper with his carer and making grunting noises. I went to the loo downstairs and whilst there had the scary movie moment as a stumbling grunting ogre came towards me. Enough said.
Today’s quote – “mustn’t grumble” determined to enjoy the rainy day.
I reckon all that extreme walking may be causing hallucination?
See what you mean.
Pasta and beer. You don’t really need much more.
Sorry about all the food and drink in these posts, the tatsty Italian was a change from the stodgy Austrian fare.
I love the PfitscherjochHaus, been stuck there in bad weather twice. Hope the large lady stuck behind the till was still there when you visited
Yes with her family, all very jolly and Italian.