Val Zebrù
July, 2025.
Tucked away in Val Zebrù, a wooden cottage was the perfect base for exploring Stelvio National Park. It rained most of the time, but that just made the valley feel more alive and gave the mountains a certain presence.
Inside, the cottage felt cozy and comfortable. The sound of rain outside was constant, and the fire quickly became the heart of the space. It kept us warm, made cooking easier, and gave the place a life that modern comforts rarely bring.
We met a lot of friendly people while we were there. Giordano, the owner, welcomed us right away. One evening, he showed us how to make classic Italian polenta over the wood stove. We topped it with fresh butter and cheese from local shepherds Fabrizio and Augusto. Every bite felt like a true taste of the valley—simple and hearty.
Maria, who spends her summers in the valley, thanked me for a photo I took of her with a horse by giving me a jar of local thyme honey. I’ll be sending it to her next week by post, the old-fashioned way. Moments like that make you realize how connected people here are to the land and how happy they are to share it with visitors.
We took every chance the weather gave us to go hiking, breathe in the fresh mountain air, and enjoy the simple things nature offers. I shot everything on my 1970 Leica M4 with a couple of rolls of Kodak Gold 200, which gave the photos a tactile, timeless feel. Rain or shine, Val Zebrù left a mark. The mountains and the people here create a balance that’s hard to forget.