" STONES OF SOLITUDE" When you start up the valley of Santerno if you notes from geological point of view, we realize immediately that this is not a valley as others. After the first flat, the valley becomes narrower and appear steep valleys, ravines and vertical walls with layers of marl-arenaceous sediments showing horizontal, vertical and tablets as well as in the case of Bridge Store Coniale. These walls are rich in fossils, joy to the experts, but also for the less experienced will not be difficult to identify some. The deep canyon is visible from the bridge near Castel del Rio is the bridge Codrignano, the latter caused mainly by excavation of gravel dall'alveo that now intrigues, but it is a violent and relentless erosion, unfortunately negative . The vegetation, excluding the first hills of orchards and crops, going where the mountains rise and reaches the clay soil is made up of trees that are lowered and flora species undergo a drastic reduction.
wildlife, unfortunately, is too low, due to the indiscriminate and cruel exploitation of quarries. The valley, however, despite the intervention of the so-called human being, still intact and some areas are a breath of fresh air for hikers and nature lovers sensitive.
The trail is reached from the SS Montanara. After passing Castel del Rio, on the right, before a stone house renovated, is a sign "S. Andrea. "
Once at the church, which is before the houses of the country, you can park in the mall nearby, and of course keeping a safe distance.
The route back to the church (m. 375) it goes right into the first dirt road that climbs to the left, marked CAI Imola No 717. Soon you reach the small hamlet of renovated Poggio S. Andrea (d. 405 hours 010). The track time left before the village, and shortly after, right, heading towards the Punta Are. The lack of vegetation in juniper, broom, oak is enhanced by a few lonely trees of oak. Below on the left are the few houses in the village of Ladrino. Pass two large boulders on the sides of the path, and soon after, on the right off a path, not marked, leading to the chestnut Sextet (d. 479 hours 0.35). Go straight, slightly downhill, overlooking the village of Ladrino. Briefly outline the progress in steep climb inside the wonderful chestnut Ladrino, where there are some beautiful old trees, while the undergrowth, in March, you can find it covered with hellebore seedlings newborn. A real show! After a steep ascent out of the chestnut and you are on a crinalino transited by a well-marked path (d. 556 hours 0.50). It goes right along the route 717. After a few flat stretches and some short climbs will come to a crossroads (m. 734 hours 1.20). Here the slope flattens, you go left, and if you want to see what remains of the house Lama dei Ronchi, we neglect the path that descends to the left (you will then have to take back from my visit) to go right, putting in a dense forest with trees invaded by ivy that create a rather grim and disturbing. At the heart of this forest are the poor remains of what must have been a nice house (d. 742 hours 1.25). You return to where they started taking the path mentioned earlier down in the amphitheater at Poggio La Cornia. In its own house, partly renovated, the room is always open to offer shelter in case of need (d. 600 hours 1.45).
From the house you take the path that is maintained for about 400 meters along the hillside, then a little arrow that says "Castiglioncello" invites you to go right to the outcrops of sandstone that lead to use caution, especially in the presence of wet rock. The absence of high vegetation offers a wonderful view over the valley where flows the clear waters of Santerno. To the northeast, as if suspended between earth and sky, stands the beautiful church of Valmaggiore, located on the ridge that divides the Valle del Santerno from Valle del Senio. But the most interesting sights you looking down on the south-east where you can see the town of Castiglioncello, located on the incredible rocky ridge that rises from the valley floor. Continue downhill. Attention to a passage above, but can easily be overcome now that has been paid to help a rope made of steel. Entering the country is on the right path that bypasses the summit and that, going back between stones fallen from the walls, leads us in his own center. At this point everyone has to deal with the outbreak of anger, indignation and disgust at seeing the little respect that we were able to bring, we humans, a place so beautiful and rich history. Now he is in "agony". Written on every wall, garbage and vandalism causing nothing short of a profound sadness (m. 352 hours 2,45). "Built on the medieval fortifications, the first mention of" Castrum Castiglioncello "is from 1107, when he was in possession of the Church of Imola in 1181 gave way to the Alidosi of Castel del Rio. The Ubaldini, at war with the City of Florence, took possession. Soon expelled by the Florentines, in 1371 they made it to Alidosi. For the return you
retraces the same path but, after passing the passage above, it leaves out the trace of the left, going right up the hillside path that crosses the steep ridge above the Santerno (d. 362 hours 2.55) for the first part, although there are dangers in some places it is better to be careful. You travel with some ups and downs and with beautiful views of the valley, then you get into a dense forest where the moss has covered large boulders and tree trunks, and where the lush ivy and creeping forms a soft carpet. Environment unreal considering the sandstone ridge upon which one walks. Once out of the woods a little road leading to Casa Fanti, now used as a barn and tool shed. An eighteenth-century coat of arms is above the lintel of the door. Continue on dirt road. After a short climb is a fresh spring and summer, however, we found dry. A few more meters and you reach the paved road, go right skirting the village of Sant'Andrea and soon after you arrive at the church where they parked the car (d. 357 hours 405). Km 8
Castiglioncello, where you can still hear the cries of children playing hide and seek in this tiny little square here, where on Sunday sounded the bells of this beautiful bell tower, where the grandfather here in the evening by the fireplace on, took a red-hot charcoal with hands to light his pipe.
Anna
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