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Provincia di Lucca

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  • Day175

    Die Stadtmauer von Lucca

    March 4 in Italy ⋅ ⛅ 16 °C

    Heute nahmen wir eine etwas längere Fahrt auf uns um die Stadt Lucca mit ihrer ca. 500 Jahre alten Stadtmauer zu sehen. Die 4 km lange und 12 m hohe Mauer ist eine der wenigen, die noch immer vollständig erhalten ist und die Altstadt beschützt. Inzwischen wird sie von Sportlern und Spaziergängern genutzt, die den Schatten der Platanen nutzen.

    Zunächst genossen wir den Blick von eben dieser und liefen einen Halbkreis um die Stadt bevor wir dann in das historische Zentrum eintauchten. Die schmalen Gässchen führten uns zur Kathedrale wo wir den ersten Stop in einem Straßencafě mit Eis und Bruschetta machten. Als nächstes kamen wir an den Piazza dell'Anfiteatro mit seinen ockerfarbenen Häusern, die in einem oval um den Platz angeordnet sind. Daran lässt sich erkennen, dass diese im Mittelalter auf dem Fundament eines römisches Amphitheaters erbaut wurden.

    Da wir gerne noch einen Blick auf die komplette Altstadt haben wollten, entschieden wir einen der beiden Geschlechtertürme zu besteigen. Nach 226 Stufen wurden wir nicht enttäuscht, denn wir hatten einen herrlichen Ausblick und konnten in der Ferne auch die Stadtmauer entdecken, die wir zuvor bestiegen hatten. Eine Besonderheit des Turmes war, dass dieser mit mehreren Bäumen begrünt worden war. Zwar wurde es dadurch ganz schön eng da oben, aber so kann man es zumindest auch im Sommer aushalten.
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  • Day24

    La Ferriera Galgani

    October 28, 2017 in Italy ⋅ ⛅ 12 °C

    Heute war "Betriebsausflug" angesagt und Michi hat die neuen und die ehemaligen Erntehelfer erst mal zu einem ganz besonderen Ort in der Garfagnana (eher was für Männer😂) geführt. Die alte Schmiede ist wirklich sehenswert. Alles wird mit Wasserkraft angetrieben, selbst die Blasluft für das Schmiedefeuer wird mit einem Wasserfallrohr erzeugt. Der Schmied ist dazu noch ein echtes Original.Read more

  • Day25

    Ein Vormittag in Lucca

    October 29, 2017 in Italy ⋅ ⛅ 15 °C

    Auf dem Weg nach Livorno nahmen wir heute einen kleinen kulturellen Abstecher wahr. Am Sonntag Morgen um 8.30 Uhr (was für italienische Verhältnisse quasi mitten in der Nacht bedeutet), waren die Straßen in der Altstadt von Lucca praktisch menschenleer. So konnten wir in aller Ruhe durch die schönen Gassen schlendern. Durch unzählige Stufen den Torre Guinigi hinauf gab es die Stadt auch noch von oben zu sehen. Abgerundet haben wir unseren kleinen Städte-Ausflug natürlich mit einem Cappuccino (der mit 2,80€ diesmal ungewöhnlich teuer ausfiel).Read more

  • Day24

    Wanderung auf den Monte Matanna

    October 28, 2017 in Italy ⋅ ⛅ 12 °C

    Im Rifugio Albergo Alto Matanna wurde dann mit deftigen Panini's erst mal original italienische Vesper gemacht, bevor es auf die Gipfelrunde zum Monte Matanna ging.
    Eine wunderschöne und aussichtsreiche Wanderung, auch wenn die Temperaturen durchaus an die Alpen erinnerten..
    Für uns geht der Weg ab hier weiter in Richtung Sardinien und so verabschiedeten wir uns von Michi, Miri und Jörg, die weiter noch einige der 400 Olivenbäume ab-ernten müssen.Read more

  • Day27

    Lucca (IT)

    August 3, 2017 in Italy ⋅ ☀️ 34 °C

    Yesterday on the way to Lucca must be the hottest that I have ever cycled in (43 °C).

    Today was a day exploring Lucca, famous for its intact Renaissance-era city walls.

    Also used today to replace my pannier rack on the bicycle which was beyond repair.

  • Day33

    Lucca

    December 15, 2017 in Italy ⋅ ⛅ 12 °C

    Lucca is a quaint walled ancient city that has been walled 3 times and proud of the fact that their wall is still intact for all 4km. The first by the Romans in 180BC, then in mediaeval times 1081AD and lastly in 1500AD by Borghi/ Renaissance to protect the settlements.
    We are staying in the "anfiteatro" where in ancient times gladiators fought.
    Last night, we had a lovely meal that Sweeleng bought from Da Pasquale. The food was exquisite and free flow of water and bread with no cover charge or service charge. A rare gem. The restaurant only serves what is in season and only what the owner can source from the market that day. Pictures of food will no doubt be featured in this blog.
    The first thing we did in Lucca this morning was to walk off last night's dinner, the entire length of the wall before lunch. After 4km, Awesomes were starving again, that is after sustenance was had on the wall. Today was mainly an orientating around Lucca and sightseeing day.
    As we couldn't find a guide, Ruby did the research and I did the navigating around the sights. These self guided tours are proving to be quite successful both in Siena and now in Lucca with the help of google maps of course!!
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  • Day34

    Bagni di Lucca / Bennabio

    December 16, 2017 in Italy ⋅ ⛅ 3 °C

    What a Wonderful Day

    We must be either totally mad or absolutely greedy. We woke at 7am today to get ready to make our way to a lunch booked for 12 -12.30. The journey entailed a 40 minute train ride from Lucca to Bagni Di Lucca station, and then a 5km hike uphill to Benabbio, lunching at Locando Il Cavallino Bianco. The weather forecasted storm.

    We got to the station named Bagni Di Lucca, and realised that we were actually at the town Fornoli, 4km from actual Bagni Di Lucca, enroute to Benabbio. Well, if we were to walk 5km, what is another 4 km more, especially with lunch at the end. And we had over 3 hours to make the hike, so we could go at a leisurely pace. In high spirits, we set out looking for the tourist information but a coffee stop was priority. We turned our seasoned travelers, intrepid trekkers noses up at the coffee places along the "main highway", which was a narrow one and a half lane road lined with trees of some leafless sort. We found a little cafe across a footbridge full of old men. A typical village morning coffee stop for locals. Our type of place. The owner spoke excellent English, coffee was good, pastries melted in our mouths, the bathroom was clean, and we were invited to sit down at no extra charge. We even had entertainment watching an old lady feed coins into a colourful poker machine. (It's a little mountain village. We take our entertainment when we can.) I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but in Italy, the price of coffee doubles or more once a seat is taken. We have our coffee and pastry standing at the bar, and will not even stand anywhere near a table. We were invited to sit, and so were pleasantly surprised to pay only €1 per coffee and pastry. The day was starting to look good despite dark clouds gathering and descending. We took instructions to get to the tourist information, and resumed our walk. It was lovely walking by the river, looking at clouds move across the mountain tops and enjoying being in the country. We love little villages, the landscape, the pace, the clean air, the lovely people... We love it all.

    We got to Bagni Di Lucca. Followed the "i" signs to the tourist information, and got to a board with a map. We decided that it must mean the office was close by. So we walked on. "Ohhh, there's a Christmas fair", and we walked. Opps. We're out of the town. No tourist information office. Either the tourist information referred to by the many signs must have been the board, or it was shut in this off peak winter season.

    Onwards we walked. Out of town, the road started to climb. Oh. I forgot to mention that we were walking on the road. There were no tracks that we could see, and of course no footpaths, so we walked single file along the narrow roads whilst admiring the view, and the quaint little houses. All this time, we had varying degrees of drizzle. As the road climbed, so did the precipitation. Blessed be those who developed waterproof fibres and clothes for they have kept many well and dry. May they inherit the kingdom of whatever god they pray to, and plenty of well deserved riches of this world. The rain started to get torrential, and we walked on. With just 1.8km to go, a white car stopped in front of us and reversed. A kindly man stopped to offer us a lift. He did not mind that we were wet, and our boots were muddy. We piled into his car, as relieved to get out of the rain as we were to not climb any more. He shook his head and gesticulated wildly when we told him we caught the train from Lucca then walked from Fornoli. He dropped us right in front of the restaurant and it was not till later that I realised I never saw his face although I thanked him with a big "grazie miele" and shook his hand from the backseat before I got out of his car. He is my faceless angel in black padded jacket.

    As we were early for the restaurant, we decided to explore Benabbio and it's gorgeous stone alleyways. Whilst I was taking some photos, an elderly lady carrying a pail of firewood and potatoes emerged from an ancient stone shed. I smiled, said "boun giorno" (good day), and offered to help her carry her pail. Before I knew it, she shooed me and her pail uphill whilst she disappeared downhill. We waited with her pail, and then I started to wonder if she thought she was robbed or thought I wanted her firewood and potatoes. I pictured the old lady cold and hungry. Oh dear. All the other 3 not-so-awesomes could do was laugh at me. I took pail in search of old lady when she emerged with an empty plant pot. We again mimed that we'd carry the pail for her, and she pointed the way. It took both Swee and Grace to carry her pail about 250m through slippery cobbled lanes. Country old ladies are really tough. Always be nice to them.

    Lunch was certainly worth the journey. We got more shaking of the head and wild gesticulating scoldings from the owner, Alessandro, when we told him we walked from Fornoli. There was no menu for this restaurant. It was an oral menu of 4 pastas for Primi Piatti (first course), and 4 meats for Secondi (second course). Alessandro, starting his sentences with "Attenzione", explained it all in detail with his limited English, aided by lots of mimes and gestures. It was hilarious. Every time he said "Attenzione", I wanted to giggle. We ordered all 4 pastas and 3 mains. We skipped the beef. The vino (wine) which came in a half litre jug was from his friend, and the olive oil was made by Claudio the chef. Both were sublime and better than most we've had in Italy. I love little village restaurants. After pastas, we wondered how we could face the mains. Not only did we face it, we finished it, with bread to mop up every bit of sauce.

    Alessandro asked if we wanted dessert, and I all to enthusiastically said, "of course". There was chocolate and pear tart, almond cake, and apple cake. He suggested that he makes a plate with all 3 for us to share. It sounded like a wonderful idea until we saw the serve. The serve of the 3 cakes made up a whole cake. The girls decided to sing me happy birthday very loudly, and I pretended to blow out candles. We were in a vino and food aided merry mood. The table next to us, a couple from Cinque Terre, who we chatted with periodically through lunch gave me kisses before they departed the restaurant. I love being in the country. Shortly after, the chef appears with a carafe of Vin Santo (sweet sherry tasting desert wine) and 4 pieces of typical chestnut cake of the region, a present from the Cinque Terre couple. Just what we needed. More alcohol and more food. It would have been rude to not partake of such a gift, so we did. We were consoling ourselves with the 9km walk down-mountain to work off the enormous lunch when Alessandro appeared and insisted that we not walk to the train station. He gesticulated that we'd break his heart, and he'd drive us instead. We were so full, we thought he could kick us down the mountain. After all, the train station was at the bottom. We'd just have to avoid rolling into the river.

    Intoxicated and overfull, we boarded the train and immediately fell fast asleep waking just in time to get off at our stop in Lucca.

    What a wonderful lunch. What wonderful people. What a wonderful day.
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  • Day35

    What a day, what an adventure!

    December 17, 2017 in Italy ⋅ ⛅ 4 °C

    A rock. A big rock. A mountain. A big mountain. A big rock at the top of a big mountain. A harness, carabiners, helmet, iron rods, iron ropes and a mountaineering guide. This all adds up to a morning of via ferrata. Via ferrata is a protected climbing route along a rock or cliff face with iron cables running along the route and attached to the rock or cliff every few metres to aid the climbing process and to limit but not stop falls.
    At 9am, Simone (and as we discovered, was pronounced with an ‘a’ at the end was male not female), picked us up from Lucca and he drove for 45 mins to meet his colleague before we ascended by car up the mountain. Stopping half way up the mountain, he pointed out the rock face that we will be via ferratering on. Really not needing to know how high up it was or how scary it looked, i continued psyching myself up for the adventure ahead. We soon arrived at the parking spot and proceeded to get geared up. The 2 guides, Swee and I made a 15 minute hike down part of the mountain. The path was extremely steep and slippery as well as being sprawled with rocks which patterned and coloured my behind. Fortunately the path was aided by ropes along the way for us to not go rolling down the mountain and into the valley. Reaching the rock that we were to traverse and ascend, the guide said that this climb we were about to do was the hardest via ferrata in all of Tuscany! So we began. Some moves I made whilst traversing that rock was unimaginable. Being safely connected to the iron cable allowed us to safely undertake some dramatic positions and stretch ourselves to the limit in order to cross the rock. There was a shorter ropes carabiner that you could attach to the iron cable rather than the 1/2m ropes carabiner. It was used for resting so that you would not fall 1/2m but rather stay in your position with your arms free for a rest. My guide told me at one point to use that carabiner and have a rest but he actually meant, attach yourself and use it to swing down the steel cable and miss the tricky section of the rock. That was fun and very unexpected.
    The track across the rock was challenging, scary and nerve wracking but was an amazing experience and adventure with breathtaking views. I could not imagine anything more difficult than that climb so I am glad that was the hardest. We were so happy and proud of ourselves to have completed that adventure. We were also tired, our muscles were sore and our hearts were beating fast pumped with adrenaline. We still had caving to do. Back up the hill, back to the car, gear off, and we started our journey to the cave.
    I never believed that under ground caves have water , that you can wade through and waterfalls inside a cave that you can climb up with gushing water right beside you. After about half an hour trying to get wetsuits on and waterproof boots like we where going to dive the Ningaloo reef, we had an amazing half an hour trek up the mountain and across a stream to enter the opening of the cave.

    What an experience, wading knee deep through water and crawling through small crevices. After squeezing, squishing and ambling through the cave, we got to a 2m waterfall inside the cave. Our tour guide said we have to climb the waterfall . It was not a dry waterfall, but a waterfall with gushing water . My legs went jelly. We were connected to a harness and a rope so we used our rock climbing skills and climbed up the waterfall.
    We made it to the top with a breathtaking experience of stalactites, many cold wades through the water, many squeezes through small crevices and many, many splashes into the water.
    What a day. What an adventure.
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Provincia di Lucca, Lucca, Lucques

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