Showing posts with label Via Ferrata. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Via Ferrata. Show all posts

Friday, 3 July 2026

Via Ferrata Col dei Bos and WW1 Tunnel

Col dei Bos Via Ferrata. Fear of heights is not ideal for this activity

Our last day in the Dolomites, and we saved the best for last.

We met Tobias at 8am — our local, UIAGM/IFMGA-certified mountain guide — who would take us on what turned out to be an unforgettable via ferrata experience, in more ways than one.

The route was the Via Ferrata Col dei Bos, a climb set in a spectacular World War I landscape above Cortina d'Ampezzo. Tobias introduced it with a reassuring note: the hardest section comes first, and it gets easier from there. He was not joking about the first part. There was a moment on that opening climb where I was fairly certain Richard and Ali would be reconsidering the friendship. When we were able to stop and actually look around, though, the views over the Tofane and surrounding peaks were extraordinary — the kind that make the whole ordeal feel worthwhile, if only in retrospect.

Historic tunnels and wartime remains punctuate the route throughout, adding a sobering cultural dimension to what is already a physically and mentally demanding experience.

From the summit, we continued up — and I appreciate that "continued up" after a via ferrata deserves acknowledgement — to Rifugio Lagazuoi for lunch at 2,752 metres. The ascent was, to reach for a word I have possibly overused this week, brutal. The reward was sweeping panoramic views and a late but very good lunch.

The descent was through the Lagazuoi WWI tunnels themselves — a remarkable way to come down, carved into the mountain during the war and still largely intact. It was slippery with large uneven steps winding through the mountain itself. Once we reached open flat ground, Tobias, apparently reading the room, took one look at us and ran back to the car to collect us rather than making us walk to it. A small mercy, and genuinely appreciated.

What a way to finish. The Dolomites demanded a lot from all of us this week — in different ways, on different days — but delivered in equal measure. Good company, genuine physical challenge, and some of the most stunning scenery I've encountered anywhere. And a comfortable bed at the end of each day, which should never be underestimated. It is a place that is dear to my heart and I look forward to returning.


Field hospital

This was the start...straight up!

Very relieved to make it up the first section

Mal was not comfortable as we were still perched on a thin ledge which is not obvious in this photo

And we keep going up!

Thank you Tobias for taking some great shots!

Many sections were vertical

We started to relax after a while

as we got more comfortable and passed the most difficult sections


but the day was not over...

Continueing on towards Rifugio Lagazuoi

An example of many of the "holes". This was a sleeping room for the general soldiers

See the tiny hut at the very top? That was our destination

There was still snow at the top

We made it!

Some hot chocolate to warm the fingers

And deer goulash to warm the stomach

Thank you Richard for stitching this image together. The view and the information board labelling each peak

Recreated trenches at the top of the mountain

We climb into the tunnel to begin our descent

Trap doors to shoot at enemies

Many little "exits" to view points either at enemy supply line or to other view points of allies

The steps were not easy

We did make it out

but there was more descending to be done. 19 switchbacks to be exact

Thank you Tobias!

Probably my last Hugo!


Saturday, 31 August 2024

Are We There Yet?

Today was a test of endurance. As I write this post in retrospect I can not emphasise enough how exhausted I was at the end of the day...although none of the trails or via ferratas that we did today was classified as difficult, the day was long as we were on the move for about 5 hours. Walking on loose rocks and exposed, steep mountain cliffsides was an experience in itself. It took a lot of concentration on foot placement as to not fall over or fall off!

We started from our rifugio to begin the Astaldi Trail, one of the oldest via ferrate routes in Cortina. It is unique in the colourful geological layers of rock that you can see and climb against. Luca informed us that fossils were recently found in the area and thus many geologists now come to visit. He took us to the very fun Tofana Cave, unique in that it is in a figure of 8 shape. We were completely disoriented in direction when we emerged! From there, the details become a bit hazy as the legs got progressively more and more fatigued hugging the side of the mountain. We didn't descend to Rifugio Dibona but continued on another trail. I'm sure I heard at some point that we had the Castelleto on our right...We did pass the ruins of the old Italian world war 1 hospital, and I knew we were walking in the direction of Passo Falzarego...and we saw a chamois deer skipping through the rocks like a champ. 

Sunrise from the Rifugio 

Our "path" today is to skirt the left side of that hunk of rock

The Astaldi Trail

Somewhere on the trail...

Uh yeah...those loose rocks and gravel are no joke stressful!

The cables were a safety relief!

You could make out the trail that we would walk, and how far we had to descend

The entrance to Cave Tofana

Pretty creature

Brief drinks break. Cinque Torri across the Valley where we stayed at Rifugio Averau last time seemed so small....

Another break

Almost Lord of the Rings-ish. Our faces are an indication of our dwindling energy levels

Scenery changed as we descended

Old WW1 military hospital

The descent felt never-ending. The feet, calves, quads and gluts were beginning to protest! Luca had to constantly remind us to focus so as not to fall! We were all super relieved to finally be able to relax at our end point of Strobel restaurant. Lunch tasted extra delicious. We celebrated with grappa to end our mini adventure. It was time to farewell Luca. He was fun, funny and most importantly he kept us safe! We were all grateful to have had him as our guide. Manuela picked us up and drove us to our hotel in Selva Val Gardena for our last little leg of our Dolomites trip. What a little gem of a hotel it is. We rejoiced at the free "wellness" spa facilities! By now, the whole of our lower limbs had ceased to function properly as we trudged to the spa. There was a momentary panic when we were confronted with a couple of nude old German men before they covered their privates in a hurry...Fortunately they left soon after, and we were able to enjoy the sauna and turkish bath in peace! Our hotel stay was on a half board basis, and everyone was happy not to have to walk anywhere to search for food. Dinner was quickly followed by drugs (ant-inflammatory and paracetamol!) before our heads hit the pillow. 

As an additional note, there's program at present where hotels are to provided guests with free bus passes. If you do stay in the region, be sure to ask for it!

Yummy bread and whipped butter at lunch

Our hotel

Our room

Very generous balcony

The lounging area of the spa

Free bus pass

Jacuzzi

Time to relax and soak that weary body

Melon and prosciutto!

Barley and pumpkin wrapped in speck

German sausage and ham