Susa

My stomach is churning. I’m sitting in a lonely bar that is the only place to eat in the village. The bar is 100m above my accomodation and my accomodation is 200m above the town that, when I saw this was 2.7km from the center, I thought I could walk to for dinner and to resupply at a supermarket. I’m perhaps past the point of no return as I’ve already started climbing a mountain pass. Fortunately the accomodation provides breakfast and luckily I have at least got some cheese and an apple which should tide me over for a climb or two. I’m heading towards the Col de Mont Genèvre (there may be other options, but I feel I’m comitted at this point). It’s the “easiest” of the passes but most importantly it’s the one that’s open. There seems to be more snow in this part, the Penser Joch pass was around 2000m and hardly any snow, but from what I can gather there is significant snow at that altitude and on May 22nd multiople roads are “opened” by way of driving huge snow blowing machines over…