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Orvieto’s Cathedral (and our Hotel)

(Orvieto, Italy)

While Orvieto may not be well-known in North America, it is definitely not undiscovered.  A significant number of tourists (often as part of tour groups) stop in for a morning or afternoon to visit this ancient town on a hill.  When they do, the first (and often only) stop is the Duomo (Cathedral).

Orvieto’s massive Duomo

The Duomo is huge, considering the small size of the town, but this  used to be quite an important place. Popes would often take refuge here.  However, the Duomo is now best known for its striking facade and its artwork.

Part of the facade of Orvieto’s Duomo, as seen from the museum across the street

The facade is imposing, especially as there is very little space  between the front of the cathedral and the buildings opposite.  Most notable for me were the colours:  it really does shimmer in the daylight.

Art from the Duomo

Inside the Duomo, the Chapel of San Brizio is festooned with frescoes that are simply too extensive to capture in a single photograph.  Above is a small sample of the art:  this panel depicts the “Sermon of the Antichrist”.  The imposter has forgotten his sermon but the Devil is clearly whispering to him about what to say next.  The frescoes were completed by Luca Signorelli between 1499 and 1504.

Orvieto’s main shopping street, with the Torre del Moro in the background

The Duomo is such a landmark that it is located on the Piazza Duomo…and we are staying at the Hotel Duomo, located about half a block from the Piazza Duomo.  The hotel is family-owned and they appreciated our attempts to communicate in Italian.  As many restaurants do not open until 7:30 p.m., the medieval streets are extremely quiet and atmospheric when we return to the hotel each evening after dinner.

Hotel Duomo, in the shadow of the Duomo itself

While we were reluctant to leave such a special location, we did have to move closer to our ski destination of Madonna di Campiglio in the spectacular Italian Dolomites.  We stocked up on baked goods from the local bakery and, after taking the funicular down from the old town, enjoyed a leisurely 4 hour train trip through Umbria, Tuscany and Emilia-Romagna to our next stop in the Veneto region.

View from one of our hotel windows in Orvieto

Stay tuned for the big reveal on our next destination, just west of Venice!

Cliff Hiking (and more good food) around Orvieto

(Orvieto, Italy)

For our second full day in Orvieto, the intention was to visit Pozzo di San Patrizio (St. Patrick’s Well).  This famous underground water tower is more than 50 meters deep and is notable for the double helix of circular paths leading all the way down to the bottom.  This way, donkeys could travel down one path and up the other.   It was constructed in 1527 at the request of a pope, who was concerned about access to water while he was in Orvieto (and possibly under siege).

Near the ruins of the Orvieto fortress – a well-groomed part of “La Rupe” trail is visible below the wall

We knew that the well was closed for renovations in February.  However, the contractors were still working on the structure on March 1, so we were unable to visit.  As a last-minute back-up activity, we decided to hike on la Rupe, a path that runs at the base of the steepest cliffs all the way around the old town.  After one lengthy false start (Italy is an amazing place but signage is not a particular strength), we got back on the right track and enjoyed a quiet, shady walk with great views.

A more remote part of “La Rupe”, below the cliffs of Orvieto

We passed right by an Etruscan necropolis. I will talk more about the Etruscans in a later post…but once again we found ourselves well past the turnoff before realizing it.  Hunger was setting in, however, so we decided to keep going.  We eventually found ourselves at a massive parking lot and took a series of about 10 escalators back to the heart of the elevated old town.

Etruscan Necropolis, as seen from La Rupe

As we had a good breakfast at the hotel and planned to have a substantial dinner, we decided to forego a sit-down lunch.  We took the edge off our hunger with gelato at the Gelateria Pasqualetti.  This is reputed to be one of the best gelato makers in Italy:  I have no reason to disagree.  I chose scoops of dark chocolate and crème brûlée (complete with caramelized sugar!) and they were incredibly smooth and decadent.

Upper portion of the Torre del Moro: my “aerial” photos of Orvieto from a couple of posts back were taken from the top of this tower

For dinner, we decided to try a restaurant that specialized in local cuisine and catered to a local crowd. My research uncovered Hosteria Posterula, located some distance east of the main tourist sights but still only about 10 minutes from our hotel. The menu was in Italian only…a good sign.

Hosteria Posterula, on Corso Cavour in Orvieto

We split an appetizer of baked pecorino cheese, prosciutto and shaved black truffles. This was a real treat: all are local specialties, but truffles are particularly rare (and expensive) and neither one of us had ever tried them before. It was like the best fondue or raclette you’ve ever had: even though the truffles were finely shaved, we could still pick up on the strong woody mushroom flavour.

Our appetizer (with shaved black truffles) at Hosteria Posterula

We both chose the same pasta for our main course (see photo at the top of this post): large meat-filled pouches of pasta with a sauce of roasted tomatoes and a very sharp grated reggiano parmigiano cheese. Again: very simple local ingredients, but the taste was divine. I did my best to make the meal last as long as possible. Together with a glass of very warming Orvieto Classico white wine (which seemed almost as “fortified” as vin santo, and thus able to stand up to the flavours of the appetizer and the main course), this was unquestionably the best meal we’ve had in Italy so far.

Stay tuned – there’s more to come on Orvieto!

Orvieto – Caves and Pizza

(Orvieto, Italy)

Our first full day in Orvieto was dominated by caves and pizza.  We started our “Underground Orvieto” tour by learning that there were more than a thousand caves under the old hill town of Orvieto. However, there is a geological reason for both the hill and the caves: due to the combination of ancient volcanic activity and high water levels, Orvieto’s hill consists of a soft volcanic rock called tufo (“tuff”, in English).

Deep in the caves under the town of Orvieto

People settled on top of the hill for defensive reasons, but they eventually ran out of room. However,the soft tuff gave them a way out: they could move their businesses underground and convert more of the above-ground space to housing. With this information, the reasons for Orvieto’s extensive system of caves became much more clear.

Very old subterranean olive oil press in the caves below Orvieto

As the underground temperature is constant year-round, it was ideal for the production and storage of wine and olive oil.  Caves near the edge of the hill were used to house dovecotes (dove or pigeon houses):  as a result, pigeon is a fairly common delicacy in the region.  Other underground activities included quarrying, well digging and pottery making.

Former pigeon housing in the caves below Orvieto

We saw all of this on our tour.  It was surprisingly comfortable and spacious underground, although there are only a few parts where the caves are actually connected.  People would dig down under their houses but there wasn’t much need to connect the caves.

Former monastery (now a hotel), as seen from one of the entrances to the Orvieto caves

Later in the day, we visited a privately-run series of caves called the Pozzo della Cava (Well of the Caves).  While these caves were nowhere near as large as the municipally-owned caves we saw earlier, it was interesting to see how a commercial twist (in the form of a well-placed gift shop) could be added.   Also:  a 38-meter deep well looks very scary when you look down into it.

Another portion of the Orvieto caves

We didn’t need much of a lunch, so we just grabbed a couple of paninis from a butcher shop.  For dinner, however, we decided to seek out pizza.  True Neapolitan (from Naples, or Napoli in Italian) pizza is considered the purest form.  As there appeared to be only one source in Orvieto, we soon found ourselves at Antica Arte Napoletana.

Old wine cellar in the Pozzo della Cava

I wanted a pizza based on tomato sauce (“rossa”), so I ended up selecting a pizza capricciosa (see photo at the top of this post).  However, a full half of the pizzas on offer were “bianche” and had either no sauce or a sauce based on something other than tomatoes.  My wife was daring and elected to have the pizza positano…the toppings were not too unusual, but the sauce was cream of pumpkin!  As a relatively mild sauce, the cream of pumpkin put a greater focus on the taste of the toppings.

Pizza with a cream of pumpkin sauce!

We both enjoyed having real mozzarella cheese on our pizzas: rather than slices or shreds of ersatz mozzarella, we saw the pizza makers toss large chunks of fresh mozzarella on our pizzas.    We could also see how quickly the pizzas were ready:  the dough was quickly stretched and shaped, with the topped pizza in the oven for only a few minutes.

There is more to Orvieto than caves and pizza – stay tuned!

Return to Italy!

(Orvieto, Italy)

After the success of last year’s trip to Cinque Terre (for hiking) and Sestriere (for skiing), it just made sense to return to Italy again in 2017.  The skiing will take place in Madonna di Campiglio next week, but our travel adventures this year are beginning in the Umbrian hill town of Orvieto.

Orvieto’s main street at night – at the bottom left is a sign pointing down a side street to the Trattoria Antica Bucchero

Like all of the hill towns in Umbria and Tuscany, Orvieto’s location was chosen because it was relatively easy to defend against invaders.  The historic centre is situated about a thousand feet above the valley floor and, as we arrived by train, we had to take a funicular to get there.

The Piazza Repubblica, as seen from the Torre del Moro

Our first Umbrian meal was at the Trattoria Antico Bucchero. We were jetlagged and extremely hungry, so I do not have any pictures of the food.  While we enjoyed our pastas, bruschetta and salad, dessert was probably the highlight.  My wife had vin santo (a local fortified wine) and biscotti (to be dipped in the wine), while I had vin santo and pecorino e miele.   It translates simply as “sheep’s cheese and honey” and it was just a few pieces of cheese, some hazelnuts and a small container of honey.  However, the cheese was sharp and splendid…and it was even better with honey on top!  The honey was clear and almost colourless, but it was the best I have ever tasted.  It is no surprise that Italy is a stronghold of locally sourced food.

Trattoria Antica Bucchero, after our meal

We’re going to be in Orvieto for three nights and there is an awful lot to see.  We’ve bought Carta Unica combo-tickets that give us free admission to most of the top sights in town as well as transportation to and from the train station.  With its narrow and winding ancient streets, it’s also fun just to wander here and completely forget that it is the 21st century.

The Palazzo del Popolo, with rural Umbria in the background

Future posts will include details on some of these sights and our further culinary adventures.  For now, I’ve included some introductory photos taken on the streets and from the top of the Torre del Moro, a medieval clock and bell tower rising 47 meters in the middle of the old town.   We climbed all the way to the top and, as it is definitely not the high season for tourism here, were able to enjoy the view all by ourselves.

Not a Travel Flashback on Skiing in Val Gardena, Italy (2013)

(Kingston, Ontario, Canada)

In my last post, I said that I would dig up some photos from a 2013 ski trip to the village of Selva (in the famous Val Gardena of northern Italy) and write a “Travel Flashback” post on it.  I found the photos, but have decided against a traditional “Travel Flashback” post.

Chapel in the snow, on the Sella Ronda route

I have to admit that I did write a flashback post about Val Gardena.  Alas, I wasn’t very happy with the post.  It has now been 4 years since visiting Val Gardena and there have been other ski trips to northern Italy in the interim.  Ski trips are the ultimate in “experiential travel”:  you’re not just observing, you’re interacting with the dramatic mountains.  However, it’s hard to effectively convey that interaction in writing many years later, especially without any significant notes.   It also would have been much different if I had not been skiing in Italy since then, as there would not have been any conflicting memories from 2014 and 2016.

Blue skies high above Val Gardena

Importantly, this was also one of my last trips before deciding to launch this blog.  Over time, I have developed strategies for blog entries that don’t require me to spend precious vacation hours in front of a computer.  I can now create the framework for a blog post in a few minutes, if necessary, and fill in the details later.  Back in 2013, however, I didn’t have those strategies.

Everything is bigger in the Dolomites

The only real travel revelation during that trip?  This was the first time I had stayed for an entire week in a “half-board” (breakfast and dinner included in the cost of the room)  arrangement and I was worried that the food would become tiresome after a couple of days.   Not at all!  The food was great at the Hotel Europa and we enjoyed getting to know the restaurant staff during the course of the week.

Our hotel in Selva (Val Gardena) – right across the street from the gondola station!

And what about the skiing?  While not as challenging as the larger ski areas in Switzerland, I remember this much:  there was an epic dump of snow on the third day that left us with outstanding conditions for the rest of the week.  I don’t have any good photographs from that day but there is a brief video from that morning (you can link to it directly here).  The powder was even deeper in the afternoon and it was difficult to leave the slopes at the end of the day.

Looking up from the lower slopes of Val Gardena

Despite not being able to create a satisfying “travel flashback” post about it, I still look back very fondly on Val Gardena.   There’s something to be said for living in the moment and not spending too much of your trip thinking about blog entries.

Skiing in the dramatic Dolomites never gets old!

If you want to know more about skiing in the Val Gardena region, you can start by checking out the posts from my 2014 trip to nearby Cortina d’Ampezzo (here, here and here).

Returning to the present:  our trip to Madonna di Campiglio is rapidly approaching.  The next blog entry may well be from Italy!

Arrivederci, Italia!

(Torino, Italy)

My last two days in Italy were blessed by brilliant sunshine. The first, in Sestriere, was a rather unplanned day off the slopes…but I did enjoy exploring the town and indulging in some local pastries.

Sestriere is a “purpose-built” resort with an unusually high number of cylindrical buildings. Not much character, then, but looking up into the surrounding gleaming mountains does compensate somewhat for the lack of history.  There was an unexpected fireworks display on the last night:  although it is difficult to capture it on camera, it really was impressive to see the fireworks reflecting off the white snow.

One of Sestriere's cylindrical hotels. Note the spiraling windows!
One of Sestriere’s cylindrical hotels. Note the spiraling windows!

We traveled to Turin (Torino) for the final full day in Italy.  I was expecting a city similar to Milan, but I found Turin to be a little more accessible.  There were more affordable indulgences and more elegant architecture:  many streets had arcades to shield you from the sun…something I didn’t see much in the more commercial and hectic Milan.  In a nutshell:  there were lots of appealing opportunities for gelato, pastries and focaccia!  It was only March 19, but for lunch we were able to eat our pizza outdoors.

Dining al fresco in Turin
Dining al fresco in Turin

Dinner was a special treat.  We found a “locals only” restaurant a few streets away from our hotel.  It was family run:  the parents were running the show and the (adult) children were handling the customers.  After 12 days in Italy, I was feeling bold enough to do all of the ordering in Italian.  This was partially out of necessity:  there was no English menu here.  We also lived on the edge, as we didn’t necessarily know what we were ordering. I knew enough Italian to avoid trippa (tripe) and our appetizer of insalata verde (green salad) was obvious enough…but we didn’t truly know what would show up for our main courses.   No worries – our pasta dishes were delicious and we had lots of the real parmigiano reggiano cheese to go with them.

My pizza capricciosa; I was so hungry (and it was so good) that I ate it in about 30 seconds after taking this picture
My pizza capricciosa in Turin; I was so hungry (and it was so good) that I ate it in about 30 seconds after taking this picture

For dessert, we took an even more daring approach.  Reasoning that the most expensive dessert would also be the best, we threw caution to the wind and ordered the mysteriously-named (so mysterious that I cannot remember it) house specialty.  Great call:  we enjoyed a phenomenal dessert with hazelnut liqueur and dark chocolate in various forms.  How much did we enjoy dinner? I completely forgot to take pictures of the food!

Downtown Turin
Downtown Turin

While we were only there for about a day, we left with a very positive impression of Turin…even if that was based mostly on the food.  The only negative was that people seemed to smoke a lot here:  no smoking was permitted inside but some of the more crowded areas downtown were a little unpleasant after being in the fresh air of the Cinque Terre and the Italian Alps for nearly two weeks.

I didn't expect to come across a tango festival in Turin!
I didn’t expect to come across a tango festival in Turin!

Thus endeth another Italian ski adventure.  On our last night in Sestriere, we had a meeting and decided on the venues for next year’s ski camp.  I’ll keep it a secret for now…however, given how much we enjoyed Cortina d’Ampezzo and Val Gardena, I am reasonably certain that next year’s choices (in two different countries) will be great as well.

Stay tuned for some Canadian content!

Skiing Italy’s Milky Way – Part 4 (The Final Chapter)

(Sestriere, Italy)

The stage was set:  after exploring the Milky Way ski region for 4 days and confirming the logistics involved, our 5th day would be spent on an epic round-trip journey on skis to Montgenevre, France.

But it wasn’t.  We awoke to yet another snowstorm and made the difficult decision to stay closer to Sestriere.  It just didn’t make sense to ski all the way to France without being able to see anything.

Pausing mid-morning before resuming an attack on the "Kandahar" Olympic downhill slope
Pausing mid-morning at a plateau before resuming an attack on the “Kandahar” Olympic downhill slope

Instead, we returned to the nearby Borgata area and set about exploring some of the pistes that we hadn’t seen back on Day 1.  Something cool happened:  while the top of the mountain was shrouded in snow and had essentially no visibility, the bottom half (which could only be reached by skiing all the way down from the top) was actually relatively clear even though it also had been blanketed with tons of fresh snow.  Thus, if you were willing to endure some blind skiing up top, you were rewarded with amazing conditions at the bottom.

The Club Med village at Pragelato
The Club Med village at Pragelato

We stumbled upon the “Kandahar” (Banchetta Nasi) piste early and took the plunge.  This was the 2006 Olympic men’s downhill course and the buckets of snow made it an exhilarating ride.  We returned to it often, thoroughly enjoying conditions that are rarely associated with on-piste skiing.

We decided to ski to the village of Pragelato for lunch.  The lone piste to the village was a winter wonderland; nowhere near the Kandahar in terms of difficulty but nonetheless incredibly scenic as it slowly wound through the snow-blanketed forest to the valley.  Alas, Pragelato turned out to be a Club Med village…with very formally dressed staff and steep lunch prices for non-guests.  We ate instead at a more humble place back on the Borgata slopes.

My lunch: potatoes, bacon, cheese, egg...
My prototypical Alpine lunch: potatoes, bacon, cheese, egg…

While the Kandahar piste remained excellent for the rest of the day and we returned to it periodically,  the sun eventually emerged over the entire area and my posse found even more stunning deep powder conditions on pistes that had been marked as closed or had simply been overlooked by everybody else.   When looking at the next two pictures (as well as the photo at the very top of this post), remember that these pistes had been groomed overnight:  these photos were all taken in the afternoon!   As you can see, there was nobody else around.

Believe it or not: this is on-piste in the afternoon above Borgata
Believe it or not: this is on-piste in the afternoon above Borgata

Access to this kind of skiing is usually only by helicopter…and yet, we were able to have the same experience for the price of a simple lift ticket.  We were incredibly fortunate.

And then, on the last run of the day, shadows began to fall on the slopes.  I was within sight of Sestriere village when I planned a turn through what I thought was yet another stash of powder.  Alas, the low light was playing tricks on me and it was not powder at all.  I didn’t realize this until the last second and took an awkward stumble.  To make a long story short, I decided that I should not risk a more permanent injury by skiing the next day with a stiff shoulder and neck.

More on-piste (!) skiing in the sunny afternoon above Borgata...begging to be captured on film for posterity
More on-piste (!) skiing in the sunny afternoon above Borgata…begging to be captured on film for posterity

I was more than a little frustrated at the time.  However, as I type this, I realize that I did have a remarkable 5 days of skiing…and it was probably equivalent to 10 days of skiing in “normal” circumstances.  Taking it easy the next day also ensured that I could enjoy the last two days of my holiday.

Stay tuned for the final post from my trip to Italy!

Skiing Italy’s Milky Way – Part 3 (Another Blizzard!)

(Sestriere, Italy)

Day 4 on the Milky Way slopes was set aside for a journey by skis to the resort of Claviere on the French border.  It all made sense: we would speed through Sansicario (familiar to us from Day 3) and travel through Cesana Torinese on the way to Claviere, thus setting the stage for a trip to Montgenevre (in France) on our 5th day of skiing.  There was just one thing we did not count on:  another blizzard.

Old house near one of the lifts above Cesana Torinese
Old building near one of the lifts above Cesana Torinese

Everything looked good at first:  we roared down the familiar Olympica piste at Sansicario and at Cesana Torinese we enjoyed the novelty of taking a chair lift above both a major river and a highway.  However, by the time we got onto the 3rd (and final) chairlift above Cesana Torinese, we couldn’t even see the chair in front of us.   Amazingly, it got worse.

At the top of the Claviere area, several lifts (including the 3rd lift from Cesana Torinese) converge and several pistes branch off in various directions.  The problem:  we couldn’t see *any* of them.  We had to walk in a big circle to figure out where the pistes were located…and then figure out which one went down to the actual resort of Claviere.

This piste just above Cesana Torinese was easy enough that we could take pictures while skiing...but at least we could see!
This piste just above Cesana Torinese was so flat that we could take pictures while skiing…but at least we could see!

Skiing blind in whiteout conditions on slopes you’ve never seen is not ideal.  Presumably because my jacket’s colour is “creamsicle orange”, I was nominated to lead the way.   Well, skiing blind is a very good way to remember to bend your knees.  It is essential because you do not know if you are going to hit a mogul (or encounter any change in pitch) until after you’ve hit it.  If your knees are not bent for shock absorption, you will become involuntarily (and very ungracefully) airborne at the first unexpected bump.

This is about halfway up the mountain at Claviere...the visibility got worse at the top!
This was taken at lunchtime, about halfway up the mountain at Claviere.  Yes, this picture is in focus…and the visibility got worse at the top!

It wasn’t all bad.  As we descended the abandoned slopes toward the village, we naturally found lots of deep powder and even gained a tiny bit of visibility.  Despite skiing a number of pistes, however, we cannot truly say that we have *seen* the slopes of Claviere.  We only *felt* them.   We decided to take an early lunch, in the hopes that the blizzard might clear while we were eating.  No such luck…but we made an excellent choice for lunch!

Claviere's excellent La Coche restaurant
Claviere’s excellent Baita La Coche restaurant – nobody eating on the sun terrace today

We ate at Baita La Coche, a family-run restaurant approximately one-third of the way up the mountain from the base of Claviere.   I saw polenta e salsiccia on the menu, although I was skeptical that it would live up to my expectations.  Wrong!  It was even better than the one I had on the first day of skiing!  I had a cioccolato calda (hot chocolate) to go with it, as I had a bit of a chill from the blizzard.  It was deliciously dark chocolate and warmed me up very well, but it certainly couldn’t wash down my polenta:  it was more like hot pudding.  My spoon couldn’t reach the bottom because the chocolate was so thick!

Another delicious lunch of polenta e salsiccia...with some seriously thick cioccolato calda!
Another delicious lunch of polenta e salsiccia…with some seriously thick cioccolato calda!

Because the visibility at Claviere seemed to be getting even worse, we decided to be prudent and return to Sansicario (which kept us close to our base in Sestriere).  We didn’t want to miss the last lift home in conditions like these!

Back in Sansicario, the blizzard still raged but the visibility was a little better.  With the slopes here also being empty, we enjoyed some absolutely brilliant (and on-piste!) deep mid-afternoon powder.  This is unusual in itself, but almost unheard of in the latter half of March when ice and unwanted moguls can predominate.  Once again, we whooped and hollered like little kids as we sliced and bounded through the somewhat visible snow.  There’s nothing like fresh snow to keep you young!

My posse climbing over the pass from Sansicario to Sestriere at the end of the day
My posse climbing over the pass from Sansicario to Sestriere at the end of the day…it is still snowing heavily!

Stay tuned for more:  would the weather clear so that we could actually see Claviere and then finally make it to France on skis?

Skiing Italy’s Milky Way – Part 2 (Here Comes the Sun!)

(Sestriere, Italy)

After two days of snow, we awoke to a brilliantly sunny sky for our third day of skiing.  Today’s mission:  to thoroughly explore the Sansicario ski area, located to the northwest of Sestriere.

Isolated slopes above Sestriere
Isolated slopes above Sestriere

Looking at the piste map, the main attraction here was the Olympica – the women’s downhill course at the 2006 Olympics.  As we had hoped, this long piste was steep, straight and still covered with lots of fresh snow.   Even though it was the most direct route down to the actual resort of Sansicario, it was wide enough to accommodate substantial traffic and still retain abundant stashes of untracked powder.

Our lunch venue above the resort of Sansicario
Our lunch venue above the resort of Sansicario

While this was our favourite run today, the day was really devoted to enjoying the beauty of the snowy Alps under a brilliant March sun.  There were long pistes winding through the woods…where we would be the only skiers for 10 minutes or more.  It is hard to imagine this happening in North America:  we certainly did not expect sunny silence and isolation at a major resort that had recently hosted the Olympics.

Lunch al fresco under Monte Rotta, overlooking Sansicario
Lunch al fresco under Monte Rotta, overlooking Sansicario

Lunch was at a strategically situated restaurant about one-third of the way down from the top of the mountain.  We were able to get an outdoor table at the edge of the balcony, gleaming in the sun and overlooking the rest of the area.  The food was simple (“Milanese”, better known as Wienerschnitzel) but satisfying.  We ate at a very leisurely pace, thoroughly feeling as if we were living la dolce vita.

Taken before the last run of the day, just above Sestriere
Taken before the last run of the day, just above Sestriere

Despite the leisurely lunch, we must have skied on virtually every Sansicario piste by the end of the day.   While we cut loose a little bit when we skied on Olympica, we didn’t work too hard for the most part.  We did, however, manage to scope out the next day’s route:  in order to ski to France, we would have to ski beyond Sansicario through Cesane Torinese and then Claviere.  Given the distances involved (the French resort of Montgenevre lay beyond the Italian border town of Claviere), we would not be able to make any navigational mistakes if we were to ski to France and make it back to Sestriere before the lifts closed.

Stay tuned to see if we will achieve our goal!

Skiing Italy’s Milky Way – Part 1

(Sestriere, Italy)

We will be spending six days on the slopes of Italy’s Via Lattea (literally, the Milky Way), a huge ski area connecting 6 resorts in Italy and France that hosted the skiing events of the 2006 Winter Olympics.  Our base is the purpose-built resort of Sestriere, located at the eastern end of the Milky Way.   The Sestriere/Borgata ski area is right above the resort; from the resort itself, you can also take a gondola to the top of the Sauze d’Oulx and Sansicario ski areas.

Continuing west from Sansicario are the Cesana Torinese and Claviere resorts in Italy and finally the Montgenèvre resort in France.  This is a huge interconnected ski area, all for a fraction of the cost of skiing at one of the major resorts in western Canada or the U.S.A.  Our challenge was to conquer the area and, conditions permitting, complete at least one international ski circuit.

Commemorating the 2006 Winter Olympics in Sestriere...still some fog!
Commemorating the 2006 Winter Olympics in Sestriere…still some fog!

Our first day was spent primarily in the Borgata area.   The weather conditions could best be described as “snowy and foggy”:  there was lots of powder on the slopes, but it was difficult to see much more than a few feet ahead.  Even more difficult was skiing with improperly fitted bindings!  I always bring my own ski boots to Europe, to prevent blisters and other discomforts, but I usually rent my skis for the week in the resort.  Unfortunately, as my boots kept sliding out of my bindings, I had to return to the rental shop after only a few minutes on the slopes.  The owner was very apologetic and recognized his staff’s error immediately.  It was a bit of a frustrating start but, on the other hand, skiing was extremely easy once the problem had been fixed!

Some of the apres-ski scene in the later afternoon at Sestriere
Some of the apres-ski scene in the later afternoon at Sestriere

The visibility was a little better on the lower slopes, where the fog was not quite as heavy, and I enjoyed a hearty lunch of polenta e salsiccia at a mountain restaurant.  I find ordinary polenta somewhat bland, but this dish combined polenta with a tasty tomato sauce and some local sausage.   The afternoon’s skiing was better, even though (or perhaps because) it continued to snow heavily, and we all looked forward to waking up the next day to deep fields of powder and brilliant Southern Alps sun.

Polenta e Salsiccia
Polenta e Salsiccia

Our second day of skiing took us to the Sauze d’Oulx ski region.  Alas, neither the snow nor the fog had lifted:  as a result, we struggled with visibility near the top of the resort but enjoyed some epic powder runs (on-piste!) at slightly lower elevations in the morning.  This was my kind of skiing:  snow flying with every turn but a complete absence of any scraping or skidding.   These definitely were not eastern Canadian ski conditions!  While we went off-piste a little bit, the conditions really were excellent on the pistes themselves and it wasn’t truly necessary to leave them.  As with many resorts, the Via Lattea slopes are less busy on weekdays…especially when the sun isn’t shining.

The fog starts to clear at the end of the day, above Sestriere
The fog starts to clear for the posse at the end of the day

Well, we did leave the officially open pistes once more in the late afternoon when the sun finally appeared.  As we were riding a lift to the top of the Sauze d’Oulx area, an allegedly closed piste emerged from the fog and demanded that we give it a try.  Try it we did…and we immediately declared Piste #25 (“Canale Colo”) the current holder of the Traumpiste (“dream run”) title.   There was joyous whooping and hollering as we attacked the deep, soft and virtually untracked snow.  It was an exhilarating late-day surprise and we resolved to return later in the week.  Surely the newly-emergent sun would return the next day, so we could enjoy these fabulous conditions from top to bottom with spectacular views as well?

Looking towards Sestriere - our hotel is at the top left of the village
Looking towards Sestriere – our “cruise ship” hotel is at the top left of the village

Stay tuned to find out what happens on our journey to Sansicario…and beyond!