I’ve woken at Rifugio Torrani many a times over the years. I’ve woken here after a night of snowfall in late August. And I’ve woken here when mist obscured almost everything in sight. But, there’s nothing quite like waking up here on a clear day and the peaks on the other side of the valley …
Rifugio San Marco
Sunday. Today we’re making our way to the beautiful rifugio San Marco, where we’ll be based for the next few days. Ever since my first visit many years ago, after a particularly long day in wet treacherous conditions, coming from rifugio Vandelli via ferrata Vandelli, when Andy and I arrived after almost all the dinner …