A long day comes to an end
After more than eight hours we feel hard asphalt under our hiking boots again for the first time. “Shall we go up or down?” Falko asks me from the side without letting his preference for the last part of our way shine through. “Down” is my answer short and decisive. Because up would mean that we would have to ascend another 72 metres in altitude, only to descend them again on our remaining descent to Biasca. 72 metres of altitude difference is not really much when hiking. But after having climbed more than 2000 metres in ascent and descent to Forcarella di Lago since this morning, this number of metres in altitude now seems insurmountable to me. We are going down.
Shortly afterwards we are standing next to our car in Biasca. With tired legs, hot feet, stiff back and a broad smiling face. On this car park, which is meanwhile heated up by the sun, we started our hike in the morning.