Date: 1st October 2018
Travelled: 179 kms from Como to Hône/Bard. Region of Aosta, Italy.
Visited: Forte Di Bard
Stayed: Hône municipal sosta, €10 per 24h, limited services. N45.83498, E09.06071
Budget: 120 days @ €92 per day.
Our second night in Como is just as peaceful as the first. The days are getting shorter, the nights cooler and sleeping in a little becomes very easy, especially for Pam. She rouses to the sound and smell of the coffee machine doing its thing and our day is underway.
We discuss our route for today. Through the Aosta Valley into France via Mont Blanc tunnel is the easiest, but more expensive. Or go the long way via St Bernard’s Tunnel, which is less expensive but that would involve cutting across through Switzerland and buying a vignette.
Anyway we need to get going and make our way to the Aosta Valley first. We pack up, say goodbye to our German neighbours, service the Hymer and pay the machine to let us out the gate. Looking at the road atlas is enough to convince me to let the GPS pick the route, I just set Aosta as a destination.
We are barely out the gate and heading up the hill onto the A9 when the drizzle starts.
We don’t need to be in France tonight and the weather is predicted to improve tomorrow so we bale. Re-setting the GPS for a sosta in Hône.
We are only half surprised (no one is about) to find Forte Bard is closed on Monday as was every bar and cafe we passed, your can guess what today is ? So we wander back to the Hymer, it’s all downhill is some consolation. As tomorrow is another day we will make it a morning walk on Tuesday.
So we have done Bard Fortress and make our way back across the bridge to Hône and the Hymer. We pack up and have another coffee, before paying the machine and escaping the sosta. Over our coffee we chat about Hône and Bard, neither town rate a mention in the Lonely Planet, yet we enjoyed a lovely walk around these villages. We visited an interesting museum and learnt about the somewhat turbulant history of the valley, yet it wasn’t planned we just stumbled upon it. Reminding us what a wonderful adventure motorhoming can be.