my intentions have been pure as regards this wednesday walk community. who would not walk on a wednesday if they knew they had a chance of bumping into 
but having made a date (albeit one sided) with
yours truly resting before commencing our walk... having cycled up some serious hills to a small village named moldolfo...the topic of this walk
the walls against which i was resting
below is a picture of where we were headed. resting the bikes after their arduous journey was my idea. i know bikes do not enjoy hills.... and i believe in being kind and caring to all and sundry.
distances can be deceiving .... is just a hop, skip and a jump away.
mondolfo, the old village was built inside a castle as were many villages in that century.
a statue commemorating the 76 brave souls from the village who lost their lives in the first world war
all is not rustic though, as we discovered at the top of a long slog uphill ...
this is akin to coming across a penguin in the desert ... we were surprised.. but around the corner was another surprise
i confess i was impressed
everything is up...up...up
needless to say i wanted to go right.... we went left
we visited the church ... but not sharing here as i have done a thousand church photo's ...and then had a cold beer before slogging back down to our bicycles.
unfortunately i think
thank you for stopping by as always, stay safe stay free and love the one you are with