(Oct 2019)
It’s hard to get accurate information when you’re travelling. I knew I wanted to walk the Path of the Gods. I’d read everything from ‘it’s easy’ to ‘it’s a hard slog’. So what do you believe? As with so many things in life, I’d say the truth is, ‘It depends’. How fit are you? What walks are you comparing it to?
The walk is about 7kms long, between Bomerano and Nocelle. I’d say it’s moderate. Not easy, not hard. We started pretty early in the morning at Bomerano which was walking distance from where we were staying. Otherwise you’d have to factor in a bus to get there. We had a bit of confusion about where the walk started as there were two churches it could have been near. Once we got to the start it was pretty well sign posted but we still managed to take a wrong turn and head about 20 minutes off track. . The views were stunning and whilst the track was up and down it was particularly difficult or strenuous.
It’s a relief to get to Nocelle and we were hoping to have lunch there but nothing was open other than the Lemonade Stall and the toilets, which was a great relief, but another 1500 steps down to the road and a trek to Positano before lunch was an option. If you’re fit enough, you could hike back to where you started.
If you click on one photo it will open up bigger and then you can use the arrows on the side to scroll through the images. If you get to the one with the cement mixer and wheel barrow in it you might wonder what the heck that’s doing in there. Some photos are there for the memory or feeling or thought at that moment. Here I was on a hill side in Italy, having this amazing holiday, which not all that long ago I would never have dreamed possible. The cement mixer and wheelbarrow reminded me of my son back home in Queensland. Not a tradie like you think those things might remind you of, but he is a 30 year old autistic man who, apart from his main obsession of guitars, has a long and enduring fascination with both cement mixers and wheelbarrows. So I took this photo for him. I can see how his face lights up and and he flaps his hands and gets excited when he sees things like this. It’s been a challenging journey raising him and it still is. I’m grateful to be able to get away and have a holiday like this and I’m grateful for the joy he brings to others with his unadulterated pleasure with things that spin, like cement mixers and wheelbarrow wheels. (He likes clothes dryers and front loading washing machines too, so I also take photos of laundromats, just to let him know I’m thinking of him!)