On a Monday, at dawn, while the villages of Alta Valtellina are still asleep, we are moving to Santa Caterina where our adventure is going to start. Our skis, the backpack, the water bottle and the camera: everything is ready for the trip. It will certainly be tiring but rewarding thanks to the natural landscape all around.
After an hour's walk we get to the Bridge Dell' Alpe; the silence is interrupted only by the singing of the grouse.
We stop and, while the grouse is still singing, we take the bottle out of the “ruksach”; ……but it is empty: tea is at home on the kitchen table. The sun begins to peep out from the highest peaks; to our left the majestic Tresero rises over our heads.
After another hour, we arrive at Alpe Gavia, where the brown cows graze in the summer time. Their milk is used for butter and cheese which are mot sold in big department stores.
To reach the Pass there is still an hour's walk. The sun is warm and we are thirsty. Rubbing snow on our faces is only a slight relief. We stop at Rifugio Berni, in front of the monument to the dead soldiers of the First World War and a gentle breeze rocks the little bell above the church.
In the distance we finally admire the Madonna della Neve as a bulwark of Gavia Pass. We are close to our goal.
The sun is high in the sky; we refresh a bit and admire the enchanting and breathtaking scenery in front of us. We are surrounded by the most beautiful peaks of Central Alps: Adamello Mount (m. 3,539 above sea level) is a step to us; we turn around and see St. Matthew Mount (m. 3,678 above sea level), the Tresero (m. 3,594 above sea level) and in the distance His Majesty the Königspitze stands like a sphinx (3,859 mt above sea level).
After this long "smontagnata", we come home physically tired but definitely satisfied in the mind and spirit for the beauty that nature has given us.
A day like this has no equal in everyday life where stress and nervousness dominate our lives.