It was a beautiful morning to leave San Vito hiking near/along the Beltrame River.












So, my grand plan was to hike to Petrizzi which was a climb of 600′ (185m), call a cab and ride to the B&B in Soverato. That didn’t happen. When we asked a bar owner if he could call a cab he shook his head no and said you might try to google it. Not a good sign.
So, after a few minutes of resting and a bottle of cold eater later, we went to climb the next 800′ (246m) over 1.5 miles (2.5K). Folks, as many of you know I really don’t like to hike up hill. But, if we were going to get to town, “shanks mare” was how we were going to do it.



This is the point where I realized I had screwed up and unfortunately taken Stephen down the road with me. That morning, confident that we would be picked up in Petrizzi, I had only loaded 1L of water into my hydration pack and suggested that Stephen might want to do the same. All of the sudden, no water. Not good, not good at all.


So, the good news is we are going downhill, 2000′ (615m) downhill. The bad news is no water except for a drop or two that would accumulate as the pack drained such that one could just wet there lips. The views were outstanding though.


Now, anyone who tells you walking downhill is as bad as walking uphill either has bad knees or has never walked any appreciable distance uphill lol. Having said that, 2,000′ down is a long way down and on a warm day (upper 70sf 21c) with no water, not the most pleasant experience.

Finally, we made it to the bottom of the mountain. I had hoped we would run across a little minimart or something to snag some water but no luck and we trudged on.



As we reached the sea, hot, tired and thirsty I was reminded of the old seaman’s saw “Water, water, everywhere but not a drop to drink”. The last mile we had to hike along the beach in sand, no boardwalk. If you have never done it, hiking in sand is a royal pain in one’s third point of contact. We finally made it to the Kiss Kiss bar, our last stamp for our trekking passport. As we staggered in I asked the young waitress for “due litre l’acqua, naturale per favore”. Once served, that two liter was consumed by three men in about three minutes. The hike was over but not our trip. More to come gentle readers 🙂