fre 28 sep
Bus to Poggio, a nice little town were we had a cappuccino before we started walking a short distance to the lift in Marciana. The lift itself was very scary, it consisted of small bascets were two of us had to jump into each bascet while it was moving. Same procedure getting off but even more scary because now we had to step off backwards because the backpacks stopped us from turning around.
The trip itself lasted about 20 min. And we travelled so deep into the fog that we couldn't see the bascet in front of us. Not good for people suffering from claustrofobia (e.g. Ulla - I had to share the bascet with her!)
In swedish since I can't trnslate it properly:
Hans deklamerade denna uppmutrande limerick för oss i väntan på linbanekorgen:
En känd alpinist uti Bayern
var alltför förtjust i tokayern
Han linbanan tog
men störta och dog
ty hans andedräkt frätte på wiren!
Well at the endstation we had to climb up to the top were unfortunately the fog was so thick so we could se nothing.
Then Ulla and another lady stayed behind to take the lift down while therest of us started hiking towards monte perone. This was some 500 m down and 200 m up through fields of rocks and cliffs, looking to slide down any moment. Every step you had to be 100% concentrated not to slip and fall down the mountin! We stopped often to rest and look at the scenic views, that we could see off and on when the fog lifted.
As every other day we had a fantastic picnic lunch that Eja (the guide) had fixed. The wine made us a little more relaxed when attacking the next field of cliffs.
Finally we all got home and now we sit on the balcony sipping wine and waiting for dinner.