At the beginning of the path, the only danger looked like meeting some Sudtyroler fighting against Italian language.
The forest looked beautiful and walking through it was a perfect après-ski: not a sound around.
A few old trees blocked the path from time to time but they were easy to walk around
.. then the number of fallen / going to fall (?) trees increased …
I took this as a clear signal: run back! Pictures shot in the forest at Sciliar’s feet. Click each picture to zoom in.
