Today I walked a modest 22km continuing the route down the Tiber Valley. I think it is the first day; one where you switchover from being on holiday to ‘being’. Today, time, schedule and agenda were less important than where I was. I stopped, took my time, or moved on, driven by nothing other than the moment.

It was a good walk, following the lower sides of the mountains high above the valley. The walk was predominantly through olive groves and today they are harvesting the olives. Fruit trees flush with ripe, or rotten fruit, randomly appear as you head through Italy’s food basket.

My expected highlight today was another walled city – called Trevi –  it sits in such a dramatic position and it is easy to imagine its defensive qualities in play.

Also, interesting because Campello sur Clitunno is a Roman site built around a lake Fonti del Clitunno which is fed from local springs and dedicated to the Roman river god Clitunno with a temple from the 7th century.

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