So there we were driving up the mountain, turn by turn, climbing higher and higher. The higher we got the more snow was seen on the tops of the mountains. Its something special being in the mountains in the summer. Its warm, you are swimming in the lake, yet you see the snow in the distance.
It was a special day in Italy! Ferragosto! A day to spend with friends and celebrate the summer! And whats is a better place to celebrate the summer than in nature, with friends, in the sun, fooling around, eating, drinking, smoking, laughing and talking. But we decided not to go to any place in nature, a special day calls for a special place, and we found it.
From St-Moritz we made our way to the cutest mountain town named Bormio. After a little break with a focaccia and the most delicious coffee we got back on track and started our climb up the mountains to Cancano.
Now, these mountains are something special. You look up and you feel so small, so overpowered by nature, its amazing. You look down over the edge and see the most turquoise water you have ever seen. No really, EVER. This landscape is one of the most impressive, and memorable landscapes I have ever seen. The landscape is white from the rocks, vibrant green from the trees and turquoise from the sky to the water.
We drove up, parked the car, and hiked our way up even more until we reached the most beautiful spot. There we sat down at a wooden hut where they made us traditional home made mountain food, cooked by local mountain people themselves. You could taste the rawness and the passion for nature and food in every bite you took. With no phone signal, cow bells ringing in the background, comforting raw food, amazing people and breathtaking views, it was the perfect day.