IntroductionBetween 26th and 29th of July, 2009 we had a short but eventful trip to the Carnic Alps. This time my companions were all girls: an old friend and classmate of mine, Anikó; and two of my students from the university: Melinda and Adrienn. Our plan was to visit two sub-groups of the Carnic Alps: the surroundings of Zuc dal Bôr, and the eastern part of the main Carnic ridge around Sella di Aip. This report is abuot the first region.
The path went on the paved road for a while. After a few hundred meters it turned right and started to ascend in a beech(?) forest. Of course we missed that point and walked until the end of the road where we realized that the markings are gone. A few minutes of walk downhill and we’d found the right way. Another half an hour of walk and we reached the point where the path to Forcella della Vacca deviated.
From this point the path became steeper. Shortly we entered the rocky couloir under the Pecora saddle. Adrienn and Melinda, who had their first alpine hike this time, realized that „hiking” in this area means more than simply walking on well-maintained paths. Two steps uphill usually involve one step sliding downhill. There are spots where you have to scramble a few meters and so on. So it was not surprising that they got exhausted when we finally reached the saddle.
We had a break, ate some food including „cake powder” (as the cakes made by my wife and daughter had lost their original shapes in my rucksack), and drank a lot of water (while hoping that the fountain near the bivouac exists not only on the map but in the reality also).
From Monte Chiavals we shortly reached the bivouac. It is on the edge of a nice alpine meadow, and the map was right: only a few minutes walk towards the Alba valley there was a fountain with fresh water.
The only bad news was a printed sheet of paper on the door of the bivouac telling in three languages that the old normal route to the top of Zuc dal Bôr had been destroyed by rock slides and lightnings, and the new route needs some climbing equipment which we didn’t bring with us to the mountain.
Knowing this, we had to review our plans. The new plan for the next day was to divide into two groups: Melinda and Adrienn are going to the safe Monte Chiavals while Anikó and I will try to reach the peak of Zuc dal Bôr.
Meanwhile the Sun sat behind the distant peaks and its place on the sky became occupied by the growing Moon. We also went to our beds and discussing our first day we slowly fall asleep.
Second dayThe morning was clear and cool. We got up around six o’clock, and after having breakfast and packing our things we modified our plan: we headed together towards Zuc dal Bôr, to see what the path is like.
Half an hour later, when we reached the first rocks we returned to the original plan as the path became to UIAA II grade scrambling, which proved to be too much for my students. So they walked back to the hut and then proceeded to Chiavals while we started to climb.
The scramble was not long. The terrain became easier soon, and shortly we reached the northern ridge of Bôr. From this point the path followed the ridge, which was rather asimmetric: the western side (from where we arrived) is a steep grassy slope while the eastern one is a vertical wall with a height of 500 meters.
We went back to the bivouac on the same way and surprisingly noticed that my students hadn’t arrived back yet. I worried a little so started to search them. Luckily I glanced them a ten minutes later, walking downhill on the slopes of Chiavals. They explained that the western ridge, where Anikó and I „ran up” to the peak on the previous day was wet in the morning and they spent a lot of time to find a safe route. They also experienced the usefulness of their helmets as a chamois above them kicked down a few stones almost to their head. But the summital panorama was magnificient again.
We had a lunch, packed our stuff, cleaned the bivouac and after examining the map we choose the route on the eastern side of Chiavals to get back to the car (paths 428 and 429). So we walked up to Forcella Chiavals, and started to descend on the other side.
We descended between dwarf-pines (their branches and roots are very useful when the gravel is rolling under your feet), and finally reached the valley. It was five PM when we took into our car. We drove to the next valley (Val Pontebbana), had a fine bath in the river, and packed for the next part of our trip.