By this time on the Walk we had crossed from Slovenia into Italy at Treviso. I remember picking up some Poste Restante messages there which was the first lot of mail we had had since leaving. The path then followed the Alps on the border between Italy and Austria. It was a strange contrast between the poor but welcoming Greece and Jugoslavia and the wealthy but guarded folk of Italy and Austria.
This shot is of one of the racks that they use for drying hay on the alps.
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