Every September, I get nostalgic for my 2016 trip hiking the Dolomiti in northern Italy. I’ve written so much about it, but I still have so many untold stories.
This has happened to me a couple of times (including once in Sardinia), but this is the only time I’ve been on foot and could reach out and touch dozens of woolly beasts.
It felt magical.
Then it got funny when they were behind us and the shepherd told them to start walking. They were right on our tails! I’ll never forget this or any of my other Dolomiti adventures.