Category Archive: GR20 – Corsica

GR20 – Day 7 – Corte

Corte is beautiful in many ways. The town lies in very rugged terrain in the heart of the mountains and so the views are incredible no matter which direction you look. To get… Continue reading

GR20 – Day 6 – Bergeries d’E Campanelle to Vizzavona to Corta

Camping on a comfortable grassy meadow and in a neighborhood of a softly bubbling stream was a very peaceful experience. It also meant that we had to deal with condensation in the morning.… Continue reading

GR20 – Day 5 – Refuge Di Verde to Bergeries d’ECampanelle

“Which route do you want to take?” Dave asked looking at the maps of the next stage. “One is an easy four hour walk through the valley. The second option is an alpine… Continue reading

GR20 – Day 4 – Refuge D’Usciolu to Refuge Di Verde

Two people warned us about the difficulty of today’s stage and how there is no way anybody can make it in the 6.5 hours the trailhead sign suggests. I was little bit worried… Continue reading

GR20 – Day 3 – Refuge D’Asinao to Refuge D’Usciolu

It was windy today. Very windy. I haven’t experienced a wind of this strength for quite a while. We have experienced it at its worst at the summit of Mount Alcudina where I… Continue reading

GR20 – Day 2 Bavella to Refuge D’Asinao

We faced our first choice today when it comes to the route. A massive stood between us and the next Refugio. Technically easier was the route around it through a valley full of… Continue reading

GR20 Day 1 – Conca to Auberge du Col de Bavella

As we ascended from Conca, the scenery that surrounded us was of lush greens with tall mountains and reddish rocks towering over us. Flowers were blooming along the trail, vivid pinks, and yellows,… Continue reading

GR20 – Day 0 – Conca

Time seems to be speeding less here in Europe than it does in the US. Once you leave the large cities behind, everything slows down, everybody is going about their business in much… Continue reading

GR20 – Day 0 Bastia

Bastia, Corsica – untouched by the modern days, old and crumbling, and absolutely beautiful. We flew to Bastia from London and what a stark contrast it was compared to the metropolis evolving rapidly… Continue reading