2 hours outside of Milan and a few clicks North of Verona, I found myself on a last minute trip to The Dolomites. This was it! The first chance to escape the hustle and bustle of big city life and a rebirth of my mountain man primal instincts. Yeah, that’s what I thought until I forgot the utmost important item when camping… my sleeping bag. Mind you, it was also a nipplely 42°F outside.
After shouting a few choice words at myself, I realized only two options were left. Drive the two hours back to Milan and then make the 3 hour drive back to the Dolomites OR forge on like Jeremiah Johnson and sleep on the hot coals left over from the nights fire. Actually, the coals idea sounded great in theory but in reality trying to bury hot embers a foot underneath your tint is a BAD IDEA. Trust me!
Instead I took every piece of clothing I had in my backpack including the 3 pairs of underwear, curled up in the fetal position, and froze my ass off.
Anyhoo, I made a short video with the only available space left on my memory card and captured some fantastic shots of the Dolomites.
A rousing travelogue filled with an excellent mixture of suspense, humor and drama. Gotta love the Canadian content on the soundtrack as well.